10 para las 10 (ingles)

The six forty-three cold water on my skin
And one foot after another foot dragged into the night.
The fruit and honey, I know sheets of paper
And the nine and thirty-three feel so empty.

Life changes of address,
Hours lose their meaning and their voice
Slowly and leave my heart

And so the time goes slowly
And in an instant what they feel is losing colour,
And is gradually emerging from my mind
Returns the time when life had flavor.

The hours will I turn my back and no longer these
Each sigh and takes him on the day.
The ten for the ten was late again
Water and cafe are filled with apathy. Life changes of direction
Hours susentido and lose their voice
Slowly and leave my heart.

And so the time goes slowly
And in an instant what they feel is losing colour,
And is gradually emerging from my mind
Returns the time when life had flavor

And so the time goes slowly
And in an instant what they feel is losing colour,
And is gradually emerging from my mind
Returns the time when life had flavor

And so the time goes slowly
And in an instant what they feel is losing colour,
And is gradually emerging from my mind
Returns the time when life had flavor