Luyện nghe bài hát Cosas de la vida (english)

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

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

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

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

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

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

I locked myself in a corner room and I to mourn
"Tell me the hell 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 reflected in that dark
remembering those days at the portal,
which touched your lips time was great
I wanting to be with you till the end.

There are things in are things in your story,
things 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 there is no to live,
there is to go there is nothing that makes you smile,
and in the end you end up with their pain,
a just wanting to slit their wrists.

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

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

I no longer expect anything 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 alone without falling into the abyss
is the of any story anywhere
trust no one can you,
These are tips that can give this little guy,
but from I leave in your hands as to trust a.

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

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

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

paranoia and a bitter loneliness,
I the lady who loved truth,
sheets every morning thinking about you I cry,
That night we discussed was the time I saw you.

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

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

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

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

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

Luckily I away and lost hope,
does not forgive forget and do not expect the needle advances,
I forgive and forget I'm lonely and empty,
I regretted the time they live together.

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

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

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

Appreciate what you have before you slip
because many and it is too late,
and shed tears, alone in a silence
time goes in his dead body.

You each moment as if it were your last breath
polluted air in the verse
final end of the last
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