Amores Perros
Molotov
Love's a Bitch
enough are the problems of a single day
to worry about the future
we forget that in order to reach the other side
we must start by tearing down the first of the walls
we spend our lives watching triumphs and failures
as if they were consecutive in the past
times the sun has stopped at noon(how many times?)
because it no longer wants to live through more sunsets
how many times....
because you no longer want to live through more sunrises
(if ever)
(the black ceases to be black and becomes white, the good ceases to be good and becomes bad)
repetitive routine that constantly ends
starts again, the seed bears fruit
why do you age, why is your skin wrinkling
the passage of time is playing a joke on you
you know that greed can leave you in ruin
you want to solve it, erase it from your life
of dead loves (erase it from your life) (x2)
if ever (x4)
the soul awakens
before feeling (x2)
actions without will
sensation, speed
faith, organic illusion
harmonic coincidence
there is no magic eraser
to erase all the mistakes made
what would happen if flowers only withered
or if they only remained as buds
does it hurt, reality hurts
fantasy only remains in dreams
what would happen if I never die
and never had the chance to be born again
the soul awakens
returns again, appears
before feeling
disappears, goes and returns
the soul awakens
returns again, appears
before feeling
the soul awakens
returns again, appears
before feeling
disappears, goes and returns
the soul awakens
returns again, appears
before feeling
disappears, goes and returns
the soul awakens
returns again, appears
before feeling
disappears, goes and returns