Luyện nghe bài hát Tras mi luna de cristal (english)

Everyone has two faces and show a
I have a secret bond is behind my moon
something that I keep mine in the
something can not be concerted worldwide.
I assume.

It is my personal
the subconscious really
has a supernatural
I a bright side
but also off
paranoia that
the side that hit the pillow
I sleep.

I die for a few I stay with my true self
my other self alone.

That is normal that friends have
is in almost all whom I know distrust.

I have a secret
I like all
my other is an enigma
a treasure to comfortable.

More valuable still in my bubble
in my parallel universe I am a dream
glass, as I live in this area
spiral in this is not the end that awaits me.

Separate the soul of my body, the heart of my
two truths that hides a very piece.

From your side all so easy to exist
from the dark side looks so fragile I do not want to leave.

I am only me to me is something paradoxical
is perhaps hiding me paranoid side.

Secrets are like unanswered
know who performed but no, unwilling to answer.

I do not know if there is an afterlife, I do not know if you from scratch
even if take me where I want.

A past a present a future I keep in my
Live every moment, be lost in time.

There is a where secrets being whispered
where hear the air
and wind where there is nobody.

I hide my secrets behind my glass
lie behind me lies a truth,
really know me know my half
have hidden that is what makes me special.

My life in my
my is separated
I think.

A heart that feel within this distance,
so far me.

speak when quiet intellect
that is true, live of miles.

I have two sides that trigger at times bad and
the of impudence, the guy who is silent of course.

I was not mistaken there are that damage
live in metal boxes or in a glass is tempered.

The moon escapes from his half
city that is uncovered and
although he realizes that without it there is nothing.

Love, which the fails to beat
supplementing the feeling part of you.

Like an eclipse, an iceberg that hides something that is not
I was there but that did not get and not be
be back as always gives to death
so depressing that that wall this front.

I my secrets behind my glass moon
lie behind me lies a truth,
really me know my other half
have something hidden that is makes me special.

After my glass ...