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

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

It is my world
that the subconscious
has a supernatural
I have a bright
but other off
paranoia that
the side that hit the pillow
I sleep.

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

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

I a hidden secret
I like all
my other hand is an
a treasure to comfortable.

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

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

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

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

Secrets are like unanswered
know who performed but no, those 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 a present a future I keep in my secret
every moment, never be lost in time.

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

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

My in my body
my is separated
I think.

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

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

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

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

The escapes from his other half
city that is 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 hides something that is not seen
I was but insists that did not get and not be
be back as always gives birth to
so depressing that wall behind this front.

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

After my moon ...