I read your lips, ''Hasta la vista, mi amor.''
It's natural that todo cambia de color,
Just my soul stubbornly resists getting older,
While nights without you are longer and colder.
Another manana, another flashback to yesterday,
Missing my onliest little angel in a big way.
Time kiped a groove, and I am up the creek.
I've left so spooked and cut up that I freak.
Can I find the lost way to tu corazon
To turn back the former rapture and pasion?
I hope love doesn't waste in the depths of eternidad.
While in Nirvana, no one can feel hurt or sad.
Como es posible olvidar tus besos, mi angelito?
Un mundo nuevo sin frontieras sera muy bonito.
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