No sé qué tienen las flores, llorona. Las flores del campo santo. No sé qué tienen las flores, llorona. Las flores del campo santo.

I should be downtown, whipping on the way to you. You got something that belongs to me. Your body language says it all. Despite the things you said to me.

If you had the time to lose. An open mind and time to choose. Would you care to take a look. Or can you read me like a book? Time is always on my side.

No se imaginan de qué cosas hablamos. Estando en nuestro sitio especial. Conversar, de moda, chicos, música y vacaciones.

If I ruled the world, I'd throw all the money in the air like confetti. If I ruled the world, every house got a DJ and a backyard party.

Sigue esa voz que escuchas. Que viene desde adentro. No es normal sentir. Todo lo que yo siento. Es el amor que me ataca. Que me invade todo el cuerpo.

Siempre en la oscuridad. La voz no tiene sentido. El silencio lo es todo. Héroe en su propio olvido. En sus ojos apagados. Hay un eterno castigo.

I could take the high road. But I know that I'm goin' low. I'm a ban—I'm a bandito. I could take the high road. But I know that I'm goin' low.

¿Por qué no vienes hasta mí? ¿Por qué no puedo amarte? ¿Por qué no vienes hasta mí? ¿Por qué no cambias como el Sol?

You feel like you're falling backwards. Like you're slippin' through the cracks. Like no one would even notice. If you left this town and never came back.

We can be strong, we can be strong. Out on this lonely run on the road to love. We can be strong, we can be strong. Follow that unicorn on the road to love.

I've got a soul that can not sleep. At night when something just ain't right. Blood red but without sight. Exploding egos in the night.

Ese sentimiento. Sensación llena de emoción. Siento la alegría. Que me provoca esta canción. Oye mi corazón.

I could be mean. I could be angry. You know I could be just like you. I could be fake. I could be stupid. You know I could be just like you.

Qué milagro tiene que pasar para que me ames. Que estrella del cielo ha de caer para poderte convencer. Que no sienta mi alma sola.

Listen. I woke up this morning. And heard the TV saying something. About disaster in the world. It made me wonder where I'm going.

Mhmm, yeah, alright. Ooh. Everyone knows all about my direction. And in my heart somewhere, I wanna go there. Still I don't go there.

I remember when. We used to laugh. About nothing at all. It was better than going mad. From trying to solve all the problems we're going through.

One. Two. Three. Nil! (Yeah!). Chaos, it's just the beginning. Every promise I made I'm rescinding. Center mass in the middle of the monster.

This one goes out to the one I love. This one goes out to the one I've left behind. A simple prop to occupy my time. This one goes out to the one I love.