Al Filo Del Peligro

Living on the edge of danger
Bitter sentence, receiving and giving, all from one
On the edge of the night, dreaming
Laughter will fade, but the tears will remain, burned in memory
Baby! It wasn't so bad,
The procession has reached its end, who could stand this torment?
Delight for the good taste
Candy flower of comfort, and in the end, you throw in the towel
Baby, don't doubt it anymore, what’s yours is mine, the delirium,
Who could stand this torment?
I can barely let her go, I'm delirious baby, you're my damnation.