Idioma Origen:
Life seems esmorecer
Slouching away every day
In case of loss within myself
None of affairs, no one else
I lost my desire to live
Simply nothing more to give
There is nothing more for me
Is it the end for my release
Things are not as they used to be
Missing something inside me
Mortalmente lost, this can not be real
I can not support this hell that I
The emptiness fills me with
In point of agony
The darkness grow taking the aurora
I, myself
But now he
No one can save me, besides me, but too late
Now I think it should at least try
Yesterday, seems never to have existed
The death affectionately
Now I will just say goodbye
Idioma Destino:
Life seems esmorecer
Slouching away every day
In case of loss within myself
None of affairs, no one else
I lost my desire to live
Simply nothing more to give
There is nothing more for me
Is it the end for my release
Things are not as they used to be
Missing something inside me
Mortalmente lost, this can not be real
I can not support this hell that I
The emptiness fills me with
In point of agony
The darkness grow taking the aurora
I, myself
But now he
No one can save me, besides me, but too late
Now I think it should at least try
Yesterday, seems never to have existed
The death affectionately
Now I will just say goodbye