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

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

It is my world
the subconscious really
has a power
I a bright side
but other 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 that in almost all I know distrust.

I have a hidden
I suppose all
my hand is an enigma
a treasure to comfortable.

More valuable still live in my
in my universe I am a dream draw
colored glass, as I live in this
spiral in this light is not the end that me.

Separate the of my body, the heart of my head
two truths hides a very different piece.

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

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

Secrets are like questions
know who but no, those unwilling to answer.

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

A past a present a future I in my secret
Live moment, never be lost in time.

There is a place where secrets being
where only the air
and wind drag there is nobody.

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

My life in my
my brain is
I think.

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

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

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

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

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

Love, which the heart fails to
supplementing the feeling that 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 gives birth to death
so depressing that that wall behind front.

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

After my glass ...