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Alguien se lleva éstos sueños
Qué me señalan a otro día
Con un duelo de personalidades
Qué se extienden a realidades verdaderas.

This is my one lucky prize

Son las cuatro y media de la noche y me he desvelado pero no hay nadie con quien hablar.
Esta canción es simplemente genial:

In fear every day, every evening
He calls her aloud from above
Carefully watched for a reason
Painstaking devotion and love

Surrendered to self preservation
From others who care for themselves
A blindness that touches perfection
But hurts just like anything else

Isolation, isolation, isolation

Mother I tried please believe me
I'm doing the best that I can
I'm ashamed of the things I've been put through
I'm ashamed of the person I am

Isolation, isolation, isolation

But if you could just see the beauty
These things I could never describe
These pleasures a wayward distraction
This is my one lucky prize

Isolation, isolation, isolation...

Love, love will tears us apart again..

                   

When routine bites hard,
and ambitions are low,
and resentments ride high,
but emotions won't grow, 

and we're changing our ways, taking different roads.
Then love, love will tear us apart again.
love, love will tear us apart again. 

You cry out in your sleep,
all my failings exposed.
and there's a taste in my mouth,
as desperation takes hold. 

just that something so good just can't function no more.