Cancion Para Mañana (en inglés)

Cancion Para Mañana
To wake up in the mornings
he/she doesn't make me too well
to look for the window
to see the sky darken
to stroll down the street
that people can see
the mountain of sadness
that you left dawn.

the city in that you went
the stones that I threw
the dream that you killed
the wound that I bled
I hated the uniforms
the barracks executioners
the fight takes to hill
the hope of the evening
Tomorrow there will be promises in my door to open up,
tomorrow there will be a tear in my eyes for you.
The old ones are of the worst thing
they never had neither a reason tiny piece
but to my the years didn't make me very happy
to remember is more a step in false
and who wants to look at himself in a mirror that won't break
tomorrow there will be promises in my door to open up,
tomorrow there will be a tear in my eyes for you.
Yesterday the love was in death agony
he/she left shirts that to choose
a glasses couple to see
what tomorrow can appear
yesterday the love was in death agony
the death allowed it to choose
and who can resuscitate
the flowers that you stepped yesterday
Too many impossible
for not dying happy
for what reason to count stars
for what reason to live for you
only the death
it can hide
back swimming to you also
feel too well.