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

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

It is my personal
that the really
has a power
I have a bright
but other off
that lurks
after the side that hit the
I sleep.

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

That is normal that friends almost
is that in almost all whom I 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 universe I am a dream draw
colored glass, as I in this area
spiral in this is not the end that awaits me.

the soul of my body, the heart of my head
two that hides a very different piece.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

My in my body
my is separated
I think.

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

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

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

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

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

Love, the heart fails to beat
supplementing the feeling that of you.

Like an eclipse, an iceberg that hides something is not seen
I was but insists that did not get and not be
be as always gives birth to death
so depressing that that wall behind front.

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

my glass moon ...