La Noche Oscura Del Alma
Sin Futuro
The Dark Night of the Soul
Reaching the end of the street
I come across the entrance to the cemetery
It has always been a dark place
Which I have always been afraid of
You can hear noises of bats
And the graves always creaking
Sometimes I wonder
If the dead are still living
All this atmosphere makes my teeth chatter
Sometimes I'm afraid they might fall out
I can't stop seeing shadows
And ghosts in this story
And a fragile melody
Tells me that the end of my life is coming
This has gone too far
I should have had respect, now I regret
All this atmosphere makes my teeth chatter
Sometimes I'm afraid they might fall out
