El milagro (en inglés)

El milagro
l came through the smell of dead flowers
that flood the night...
crossing through words of black magic
that praise at your image
l crossed through labyrints of broken dreams
howling out to the moon...
it doesn't make sense to escape away

the end has come
it ends right here
it shall be a miracle...
that you're crossing over here
and later to look at me
it shall be a miracle...
if you're still in here
and this way save me
it shall be a miracle...
that you're crossing over here
and later to look at me
it shall bea miracle...
if you're still in here
and this way save me
it shall be a miracle...
that you're crossing over here
and later to look at me
it shall be a milacle...
if you're crossing over here
and later look at me
it shall be a miracle...
if you're still in here
and this way save me