Belinda

Amiga Soledad (en ingles)

calm, sad heart

don't cry more for me,

I will be well...

in the border that I am

I can die or to relive,

or to hear from you

I returned to me, and I don't know who am,

for not having, I don't have nor my being..

we are that he/she doesn't see.

behind the truth, there is something more..

solitude, companion of waiting.

solitude, as it could change

of my dreams the end..

Every love is a pain,

we arrive without asking not even a kiss.

the life passes in front of me,

My friends no longer they are,

There is to proceed

to who speaks, alone in front of me,

without a mirror to who lies..

we are that he/she doesn't see.

behind the truth there is something more..

solitude, companion of waiting.

solitude, as it could change

of my dreams the end..

...

...

it doesn't remain me other disguise,

nor soul for dressing.

I am not me..

solitude, companion of waiting.

solitude, as it could change

solitude, companion of waiting.

solitude, as it could change

of my dreams the end..

it doesn't remain me other disguise,

nor soul for dressing.

I am not me..

and you, who will be?