You don’t know
You don’t know
You don’t know
What you done to meI’m gon’ goI’m gon’ goI’m gon’ go
I know your love is coloured shades of blueBut my heart was weak enough to fall for you
Too blind to seeYou got the better of meThe fool, naïveYou got the better of meRealise my heart it got the better of me
Move on, be freeYou got the better of me
You don’t know, you don’t know
What you done to meI’m gon’ go, I’m gon’ go, I’m gon’ goGonna make you seeYou play your part
Swallow my heartThen disappear
I know your love is coloured shades of blueBut my heart was weak enough to fall for you
Too blind to seeYou got the better of meThe fool, naïveYou got the better of meRealise my heart it got the better of me
Move on, be free.

ES:

Suelo enmohecido por un firmamento dulce que se aleja lento.
Suelo que sé que se partirá en pedazos por la ausencia de su cielo.
Hoy sé lo que es quedarse sola en plena noche y perder la fe.
Hoy sé lo que es buscar la luz en las entrañas y volver a ver.

No hables porque todo lo que dices cambia con las mañanas.
Cambia, el mundo es lo que quieras y no te vencerá.
No hables porque todo lo que dices cambia con las mañanas.
Cambia, el mundo es lo que quieras y no te vencerá.

Pienso otra vez en rabias infundadas contra una impotencia grande,
De vencer el miedo de aceptar que puedo transformarme en lo que quiera.
Hoy puedo entender que todo lo hasta ahora hecho se puede borrar.
Hoy miro hacia atrás y sé que lo que viene por delante importa más.

No hables porque todo lo que dices cambia con las mañanas.
Cambia, el mundo es lo que quieras y no te vencerá.
No hables porque todo lo que dices cambia con las mañanas.
Cambia, el mundo es lo que quieras y no te vencerá.

No hay una forma concreta de explicar lo que es,
tener la vida en las manos, dejarla caer y atraparla otra vez.

No hables porque todo lo que dices cambia con las mañanas.
Cambia, el mundo es lo que quieras y no te vencerá.
No hables porque todo lo que dices cambia con las mañanas.
Cambia, el mundo es lo que quieras y no te vencerá.


EN:

Moldy soil by a sweet firmament that slowly moves away.
A soil that I know will break into pieces because of the absence of its sky.
Today I know what it is to be alone in the middle of the night and lose faith.
Today I know what it is to search for the light in the guts and see again.

Don't talk because everything you say changes with the mornings.
Change, the world is whatever you want and it will not defeat you.
Don't talk because everything you say changes with the mornings.
Change, the world is what you want and it will not defeat you.

I think again of unfounded rages against a great impotence,
Of overcoming the fear of accepting that I can transform myself into whatever I want.
Today I can understand that everything done so far can be erased.
Today I look back and I know that what lies ahead matters more.

Don't talk because everything you say changes with the mornings.
Change, the world is whatever you want it to be and it will not defeat you.
Don't talk because everything you say changes with the mornings.
Change, the world is whatever you want and it will not defeat you.

There is no concrete way to explain what it is,
to hold life in your hands, drop it and catch it again.

Don't talk because everything you say changes with the mornings.
Change, the world is whatever you want it to be and it won't defeat you.
Don't talk because everything you say changes with the mornings.
Change, the world is whatever you want and it won't beat you.