If I crawled through this world
the shame of having been
and the pain of no longer being,
under the brim of the hat
how many times cloaked
a peeping tear
I could not contain it.
If I crossed the roads
as a pariah that fate
He insisted on undoing;
If I was lazy, if I was blind,
I just want you to understand
the value it represents
the courage to love.
It was for me the whole life,
like a spring sun,
my hope and my passion
I knew that there was no room in the world
all the humble joy
from my poor heart.
Now, downhill on my road,
the past illusions
I can not start them anymore.
I dream of the past that I long for,
the old time that I cry
and that will never come back ...
For following behind his tracks
I drank tirelessly
in my cup of pain;
but nobody understood
that if everything I gave it,
in each round he left
pieces of heart ...
Now, sad on the slope,
lonely and already expired,
I want to confess;
If that mouth was lying
the love that he offered me
for those witch eyes
I would have always given more ...
Only among all we can make this a better place :)