Letra de 11 de marzo (ingles)

if guapay a bit more if special list where magazine would have the courage to cross the vagon and ask who you are and you sit in front or you think that you took my dress to look more beautiful and throw a glass yawn andalusia flood my eyes.

suddenly you look you look at them and sigh I close my eyes your eyes away I barely breathing and I put a little shiver.

and so pass the days from Monday to Friday as the swallows of the poem Becker from season to season in unlike you and me there is silence.

suddenly you look you look at them and sigh I close my eyes your eyes away I barely breathing and I put a little shiver.

occurs and then wake up my lips pronucian guess your name stammering think dumbest girl I want to die but the time you get close to saying I do not know, and I missed you every morning rejection and choose to live this train.

and we´re coming to my life changed a special day this March 11 I take the hand we reach a tunnel that turns off the light.

I find you face with my hands I become brave and kissed the lips you say you love me and I present the last breath of my heart...