Voy Muriendo
Inmigrantes
I'm Dying
Don't you feel like you're losing your heart
and running out of breath?
Don't you feel like it hurts even to the pain
and there's no one left?
And it doesn't do me good
it doesn't do me good anymore
to miss you
and it doesn't do me good
I don't know how to forget you
I'm dying little by little
I'm searching for my eyes
I'm burning your photos
every passing hour
every delayed kiss
x2
It kills me, it takes me out, I don't want without you
It kills me, it takes me out, I can't