Cicatriz (en inglés)

Cicatriz
7 am
She did not wake up
The table is served
But no longer contests
7 am
His mother is at the door
The shadows again
Slow the awakens

He wants to scream
He wants to cry
It lags behind
Left Behind
And nobody wakes
He wants to cry
He wants to scream
He wants to cry
Early in the morning
Try to forget
Of all the ghosts
Do not go away
So much so that dollar, I am nothing
Only scars that do not disappear
He wants to scream
He wants to cry
It lags behind
Left Behind
And nobody wakes
He wants tcry
He wants to scream
He wants to cry
He wants to scream
He wants to cry
It lags behind
Left Behind
And nobody wakes
He wants to cry
He wants to scream
He wants to cry