fantasmas

Of the big dream
I do not want to wake up
And it fails me
A little more my reality

I still carry them
Going through the jugular
And the memory
It becomes temporary

In this house there's no ghosts
They are pure memories
From other times
Of good times

In the sky vultures flew
That predict death
The end of the ages
We become eternal

So many photos filling the frames
My own museum
There are not many trophies
With you, I have enough

And although I carry you in my blood
It hurts me to feel you so far away
You flash the sky
And now I celebrate you

I keep trying
The impact is so close
You have to be very strong
To see death
Right and honest

I'm tired of thinking about it, oh
I can't help it
I want to be together
Have one last drink with you
Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh (one last drink)

I have already lived what I could live
Sorry I have to go
In the night, I conquer the silence
And the absence of noise generates emptiness

Sorry I have to go
Sorry I have to go
Oh, oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh

In this house there's no ghosts
They are pure memories
There are a thousand feelings
Of what we lived
When you were here