Dreaming in colours

Cada vez más, adiós.

Cancer - My chemical romance

Acuérdate que hasta el último de mis segundos yo estaría pensando en ti. Cuarenta y tres veces puedo decirlo hoy.

Al menos si fui la excepción de tu corazón.

Esto es sólo el comienzo, todos lo sabemos.

Nunca dejes de buscarme la excusa más cobarde es culpar al destino. Ella soñará un verso que nunca escuchará, ella no escucha el rumor de sus alas si pasa a su lado. Ella soñará un viaje y no habrá despedidas.

So of course, you were supposed to call me tonight. You were supposed to call me tonight. We would have gone to the cinema. And after to the restaurant, the one you like in your street. We would have slept together, have a nice breakfast together and then a walk in the park together. How beautiful it been!
You would have said: ''I love you!'' in the cutest place on earth, where some lullabies are dancing with the faries.
I would have waited like a week or two but you never tried to reach me, no, you never called me back.
You were dating that bleach-blonde girl. If I find her I swear, I swear...
I'll kill her, I'll kill her. She stole my future, she broke my dreams. I'll kill her, I'll kill her. She stole my future when she took you away.
I would have met your friends, we would have a drink or two. They would have liked me cause sometimes I'm funny! I would have met your dad, I would have met your mom. She would have said: '' Please, can you make some beautiful babies? ''
So we would have had a boy called Tom and a girl called Susan, born in Japan. I throught it was a love story but you don't want to get involved. I throught it was a love story but you're not ready for that.......
Me neither!!! I'll kill her, she stole my future, she broke my dreams. I'll kill her, I'll kill her. She stole my future when she took you away.
She's a bitch, you know. All she's got is blondness not even tenderness, YEAH. She's clever... less. She'll dump you ass for a model called Brandon. He will pay for a beautiful surgery because he's full of money.
I would have waited like a week or two but you never tried to reach me, no, you never called me back. You were dating that bleach-blonde girl and if I find her, I swear, you know, I swear: I'll kill her.

Man, I told you, you know if I find her, I really..., I mean..., I'll kill her for real. Cause that's for sure you have to know. I mean, eh..., you know. I can do it. Man, I'll kill her.

Bailando aquella noche me hiciste mayor, pero ahora me has hecho descender y descender. Pero quién sabe?
Ya he bajado, hasta el fondo. Debería subir ya, no?

45'6 -> Again and again and again.

Rodeada de mentiras.

Cuánta frialdad en cada una de tus palabras, pareces sacada de una pesadilla. Parece que me odies, que no te importara. No me arrepiento de haber insistido. Quizás hoy no, quién sabe mañana? o el otro, o el otro, o el otro. Siempre tuya.

You feel the weight of lies and contradictions that you live with every day...
It's not too late. Think of what could be! if you rewrite the role you play.
Take a step before you leap into the colours that you seek.
You get back what you give away, so don't look back on yesterday.
Wanna scream out, no more hiding. Don't be afraid of what's inside.
Gonna tell you. You'll be alright in the Aftermath.
Anytime anybody pulls you down. Anytime anybody says you're not allowed.
Just remember you're not alone in the Aftermath...

Bahía ♥

Cuando más te necesita. Cómo explicarle al corazón que hoy te vas? cómo decirle que sin ti puede seguir? cómo fingir para que no se de ni cuenta que desde hoy tú no estarás junto a mí.

Te echo de menos aunque sólo estés a unos centímetros de mí!

Me and you, and you and me <3

En la noche del corazón
la gota de tu nombre lento
en silencio circula y cae
y rompe y desarrolla su agua.

Algo quiere su leve daño
y su estima infinita y corta,
como el paso de un ser perdido
de pronto oído.

De pronto, de pronto escuchado
y repartido en el corazón
con triste insistencia y aumento
como un sueño frío de otoño.

La espesa rueda de la tierra
su llanta húmeda de olvido
hace rodar, cortando el tiempo
en mitades inaccesibles.

Sus copas duras cubren tu alma
derramada en la tierra fría
con sus pobres chispas azules
volando en la voz de la lluvia.

Hoy he dormido lo justo porque tu presencia supera mis sueños. Te he cuidado y tapado las veces que te hacían falta y las que no, también. No sabes cómo te amo!