Luyện nghe bài hát La vereda de la puerta de atras (English translation)

If it weren't for the that I was high,
I would've become waiting for you.
Condemned to at you from the outside
and let the sun you.

And were my life a I would have spent my time looking for the next step.
Convinced that you are on the rooftop for me.

And leave behind the to the back door,
where I saw you leave.
Like a watering can that makes the grow again,
and now is meadow.

Her soldiers are flowers
and my hasn't got flag
just a heart
condemned to among weeds
cotton flowers.

If the treacherous death is for me
and to spread myself,
I look my self in a drawer.
Bury me my dick hanging out
so that a eat it.

And night and day are dying on the TV
I want to hear some song that doesn't deal about nonsense and that tells that there's no love
and starts "Yes" but not with "No"

And leave behind the to the back door,
where I saw you leave.
Like a watering can makes the grass grow again,
and now is meadow.

You claim that sometimes you understand what my voice says
How do you want me to be inside your
if a flower between my fingers flying away
and it, by itself, the way.

You claim that sometimes you don't understand what my says
How do you that I know what i'm saying?
if a flower between my fingers flying away
and I let it me the way.