To Love and Grow Old

I escaped from the world by going north
But another world was waiting there
I approached, always shooting recklessly
But that skin was particular

You do it very well, and even if your blood boils
You chain yourself not to call
How do you do it? I know all your tricks
But still, you make me think

You keep your pride where no one
Can doubt that you have it
And so you go, without losing sight of the goal
Asking for two when you want three

I'm fine now, I've organized myself in my disorder
And those voices don't talk to me anymore
Please, lie to me and turn your back
I don't want to slip again

And you wait for me, more than necessary
Always being the one I dreamed of
And firm I, I lock myself into thinking it's worse
To love and grow old

What do you expect? Show me all the cards
I don't know how to play poker face
You sweeten me, the ego being honest
Give a little and it will ask for more

You know it, there's no more seductive weapon
Than always answering the truth
You're always on the other side of the wall
Of the regrets you tell me

I can't speak without saying bad words
Lovers, lies, infidelity
Never again, I sell you a bill of goods
To not be cruel, I lose honesty

It's not the end, the problem is the means
It's not something I can respect
It's not bad for it to end in stories
As long as there are stories to tell

And you won't wait anymore, more than necessary
And you'll always be the one I dreamed of
And I'll keep thinking it's worse
To love and grow old

  1. Interpretación
  2. Por Colectora
  3. Histórias
  4. Ojos de Dragón!
  5. El Favor
  6. Resulta Imposible
  7. Amar y Envejecer
  8. Enrique IV
  9. Casualidad o Causalidad?
  10. Cuantas Veces?
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