La mentira (english)

If you were in my grave which I expect
But wanted to do well in complex ways
And yet you are also, how many are ashes
I am addicted to you and to you my addicted to this betrayal
Once more and you forget me after I left your oblivion
But just as I dime up to this poor heart
Once again....

Let tonight in the cruel words
Sean perfect without talking not say anything
You are my downfall and my big mistake
I excuse your perfect
I mientes you to me and I to you
Mientes when I say that not

Once more and you forget me after I left your oblivion
But just as I dime up to this poor heart
Once again....

I mientes with your mouth with your skin when I touch
I mientes with your heart
I'm kissing you up with my invention thousand pretexts
Pretend that it is not love
Mientes you, I ment when you say and say no