And how many times have I suffered defeat
and another one for god I would not support it
and how many times have my broken soul left me?
that my life is so empty
Many loves have crossed my path
by slinging the strongest of my honor
that when I want even if I do not want I get hurt
only pieces have remained of my love
There are a thousand wounds a thousand wounds in my life
there are a thousand wounds of love in the flesh
that if another more come to my life
this by god or would support
There are a thousand wounds a thousand wounds in my life
there are a thousand wounds of love in the flesh
but no way I was born to lose
I am one of those molds already beaten by life
Many promises of love swore to me
as I go through the pain, I get used to it
Where I live, sadness is breathed
the pure air I never breathe
There are a thousand wounds a thousand wounds in my life
there are a thousand wounds of love in the flesh
that if another more come to my life
this by god or would support
There are a thousand wounds a thousand wounds in my life
there are a thousand wounds of love in the flesh
but no way I was born to lose
I am one of those molds already worn out by life
Only among all we can make this a better place :)