Luyện nghe bài hát Cosas de la vida (english)

A story to tell, yes, these are of life ...

I've fallen many times this life
I've to get up in the eternal fall,
that are not forgotten nor pot or drink,
Game Over can play and lose the game,
for you can not imagine
colleagues who to betray,
you have more questions solucionarte,
few sentences to drown,
to conquer as many beautiful ladies.

When something is not you can not keep silent,
you know that something to fill the void
must a straight line firmly in that way
you fight and continues to sink but erect.

When everything goes just wait no hurry,
Always look at your picture is my view,
I always been pessimistic and I think I will remain
everything's going well and you still see memories.

It was not your intention good I not forget your betrayal,
he died, broke and my stopped beating,
locked me in prison without prior justification
Why did you leave? I ask giving an explanation.

As a I became a brat suspicious,
because life gives you just to accept sticks,
in my eyes is pure hatred and resentment,
you do not know the pain it feels to lose everything.

I myself in a corner room and I began to mourn
"Tell me what the good is it if you're not"
to take my mind all the bad times,
I this child to remain strong in despair,
but still I see in that dark glass
remembering those together at the portal,
touched your lips that time was great
I wanting to be with you till the end.

There are in life are things in your story,
everyday things are penalties but also glory,
on which days you fly you fall in pits,
planted in the garden is and roses. (x2)

One day everything is and there is no will to live,
there is nothing to go there is nothing that you smile,
and in the end you end up with their pain,
a single wanting to slit their wrists.

For friends, it would as a rule,
I trusted you and the is deformed,
easily escaped my mind all,
between sentences, box and I came out of the mud.

If you look blindly all alone in good,
as only true one hundred,
I know I can only on pen and paper,
tell you my because I do not feel like a fool,
I them one to one my deepest secrets,
for neither laugh at me or found out worldwide,
I failed so many times that I lost count
I do not remember the truth 30 or 40
and is that than half under a mask emmasca,
them all earn interest greed,
lose more friends were ever win
iran where day by day I wonder, will they go.

I no longer expect from anyone,
I I do not understand,
I will not even a name,
I do not it worthwhile.

There are no friends but me I to myself,
I know I can live alone falling into the abyss
is the of any story anywhere
no one can fail you,
These are just tips that can give little guy,
but from there I leave in hands as to trust a.

Because time is but the people also,
time is passing and will never stop,
because there are things still to learn,
because there is still a path in that I choose.

(Because) are things in life are things in your story,
everyday there are penalties but also glory,
on which days you fly you fall in pits,
planted in the is weeds and roses. (x2)

And are things in life, of my story,
fairy that became more grief than glory,
shed tears on a pillow,
Unfortunately for me and me to the bed.

Striped paranoia and a loneliness,
I left the lady who truth,
under sheets morning thinking about you I cry,
That night we discussed was the last I saw you.

And I wonder why kiss you gave me,
if you trust the answer because it was missing,
because luck never me,
no wonder you do not make a of hope.

Maze with no exit, I and do not encounter
in the place you're in my thoughts is
where they are well into the feelings,
the from my heart beats so slow.

After months sometimes I still think when I was child,
those kisses on the neck and lovingly,
me you gave me hope and illusion,
I remember the day he died my heart.

I my life for you have given
I doubt is someone who loves you as I have loved,
never missed because I gave you everything
I and wake up knowing that you never lost.

And although I find it hard to accept in my mind
try to but do not know if I want,
we all that pride does not lead anywhere,
everything is dark the day you left me.

Luckily I away and lost hope,
does not forgive forget and do not expect the needle advances,
I and never forget I'm lonely and empty,
I never regretted the they live together.

(Because) are things in life are things in your story,
things there are penalties but also glory,
days on days you fly you fall in pits,
planted in the is weeds and roses. (x2)

That life is shit corroborated,
do not do anything about it and we arms,
easy to complain drown sorrows in bottles,
any time without about consequences involved.

Engañate committed to saying that life is beautiful,
spend hours, days, months, years and trust it,
the went live today or lose tomorrow,
This is the story of someone who no trust anything.

Appreciate what you have you slip away
many repent and it is too late,
and shed tears, in a silence broken
time slow in his dead body.

You live each moment as if it your last breath
polluted air in the twilight
final end of the last
how to call episode has no title.