Sync Different

ES:

Hablando un poco de ti,
me imagino
Que aún sigo vivo
Hablando un poco,
de que me siento muy solo
Y que no pude ser mas tolerante…

Mi cabeza en la defensa
Oculta una razón

Fría, que fría
La noche es el día
en mi corazón
cargo una herida
y mi alma vacía
de amor

Ya no estamos divirtiéndonos
El sentimiento se reveló
Y mandó sus ganas
para otros cuerpos
¿Por favor dime que pasó?

Pero no trates, no trates de engañarme
Porque sin luz todo fallece
Sin luz todo fallece...

Fría, que fría
La noche es el día
en mi corazón
cargo una herida
y mi alma vacía de amor

Fría, que fría
La noche es el día
en mi corazón
cargo una herida
y mi alma está vacía de amor
mi alma, mi alma vacía de amor…

Ya no estamos divirtiéndonos
¿Por favor dime que pasó?

Uhhhh…




EN:

Talking a little about you,
I imagine
That I'm still alive
Talking a little,
That I feel very lonely
And that I wasn't able to be more tolerant...

My head on the defensive
Hides a reason

Cold, how cold
The night is the day
in my heart
I carry a wound
and my soul empty
of love

We're not having fun anymore
The feeling revealed itself
And sent its desires
To other bodies
Please tell me what happened?

But don't try, don't try to fool me
Because without light everything dies
Without light everything dies...

Cold, how cold
The night is the day
in my heart
I carry a wound
and my soul empty
of love

Cold, how cold
The night is the day
in my heart
I carry a wound
and my soul empty
of love
my soul, my soul is empty of love...

We're not having fun anymore
Please tell me what happened?

Uhhhh...

I don’t need no one to tell me You’ve been on my mind lately I know
I’ve been thinking lots about you Wondering if I’ll ever get through My love
Some friends of mine they thought we should have Never got together from the start
But what do you think?
Is life lighter without me now,
How do you feel kissing someone else’s neck?
Still dreaming about you now and then Hoping to get fixed in the end
Always smiling with all my friends but They don’t know my castle’s made of sand
For you don’t answer when I call I stay awake until I fall
I miss you
Where have you been?
Tell me did you leave America, Making sure you don’t look back? Chasing clouds in South Australia, Trying to get back on track?