Luyện nghe bài hát Cosas de la vida (english)

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

I've fallen many throughout this life
I've to get up in the eternal fall,
penalties are not forgotten nor pot or drink,
Game Over can play well and the game,
for you can not risking
who come to betray,
you just more questions solucionarte,
few sentences to drown,
managed to as many beautiful ladies.

When is not right you can not keep silent,
you know something needed to fill the void
must follow a straight line in that way
you never fight and to sink but erect.

When everything wrong just wait no hurry,
Always look at your is clouded my view,
I have always been and I think I will remain
because everything's well and you still see memories.

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

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

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

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

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

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

If you look all alone in your good,
as only true one hundred,
I know I can rely on pen and paper,
tell you my because I do not feel like a fool,
I tell one to one my deepest secrets,
for will laugh at me or found out worldwide,
I have failed so many times that I lost
I do not the truth perhaps 30 or 40
and is that more half under a mask emmasca,
moves them all interest greed,
lose more friends were ever win
iran day by day I wonder, where will they go.

I no expect anything from anyone,
I I do not understand,
I not mention even a name,
I do not it worthwhile.

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

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

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

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

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

And I wonder why each you gave me,
if you trust the answer because it was missing,
because luck with me,
no wonder you do not make a of hope.

Maze no exit, I look and do not encounter
in the only place you're in my is
exactly where they are into the feelings,
the cries my heart beats so slow.

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

I remember my life for you have
I doubt there is someone who you as I have loved,
missed anything because I gave you everything
I sleep and wake up that you never lost.

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

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

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

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

Engañate lives committed to that life is beautiful,
hours, days, months, years and even trust it,
the damage went live today or tomorrow,
is the story of someone who no longer trust anything.

Appreciate what you have before you 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 verse
final end of the last
how to call this has no title.