Luyện nghe bài hát Son recuerdos y promesas rotas (english)

These are and broken promises

You they are just memories, now dead,
Do not deny that images are like hidden k,
They will not their own life but you gave them one,
An opportunity to be part of story,
And memories are part of your is inert,
Your memory so much remains strong,
Recalling intense moments of your life,
Your first kiss, your experience forbidden
Your caress, your first dog first friend,
first girlfriend who later became the enemy,
Witness your first in life,
Has started to stumble and get up falls,
the help of mom and dad are there,
from the first second and never have you,
but the go by and you forget things,
there are things you never forget the smell of roses,
moments of the past are fading,
because are bad memories that sometimes make rock bottom,
so that make you think, rethink,
eat the head in a sea you want to drown,
remember your first brawl, your punishment,
there has never fulfilled promises,
remember first failure, your first shit,
your beginnings, your first is well guarded,
remember the first you made love,
then it all broke and I still remember the pain,
in you, feeling broken,
you see she was but only in pictures,
remember is that's when the discussions,
cries for and anything,
also remember the typical with your sister,
school friends who went to if anything,

go, where will the
I suppose there a to stay
and will, there forever
because there are things that are not or after death (Bis)

broken promises, promises to try to
I did the most for your you feel
but I jealousy and always ended the same,
arguing, crying and fatal
and that is when your and are useless,
after each puff you leave a life
a life that you wanted but she to forget,
in a dramatic fashion and starting scratch,
is that it is hard my heart has stopped
by who wanted and still remains within me,
and shredding every day I keep thinking about
perhaps of a ever to exist,
and I cry alone, I feel great within,
I want another chance even if they do not it,
and I can not sleep, you my life,
and yet I still believe in you though my bed is empty,
my fault for trusting the wrong person,
because a colleague has failed me guess
And is based on sticks I turned a suspicious,
But I believe in you even if you have forgotten me,
In memories of heart I remain,
From a you can see me crying in my fantasy,
As a child, a newborn baby,
Memories are things of a lost past,
At present is no more than living day to day,
Follow palante, crush everything in melody,
the broken promises you tried to comply,
But you failed as though you tried to correct,
The was good, you put all of you,
now not appreciate this,
He appreciated it or later,
promises left somewhere,
And never be the same,