Si murieramos mañana (en inglés)

Si murieramos mañana
If we die tomorrow, we’d stop being
Enemies for a few hours
If we wake up tomorrow I know we’ll recognize
That it was like a bad dream and that we lost
For fear of losing ourselves

I’m certain that in your heart
You keep a space for our love
Although your words sometimes taste of resentment
If we die tomorrow, you may not discover
What you feel, what I feel
And that I’m looking for what you’re looking for
If we die tomorrow, you might not remember
That we were like two peas in a pod
And that nothing would separate us
I have so many melodies left of you
If we die tomorrow, I’ll raise a white flag
And we’ll smoke the peace pipe
If we wake up tomorrow, I’ll only want to dream again
To sow in you a doubt and for you to understand
That it’s not worth it
I’m almost certain that in your heart
It hurts you the same as me to say goodbye
I want you to know that I no longer have any resentment
If we die tomorrow, you may not discover
What you feel, what I feel
And that I’m looking for what you’re looking for

If we die tomorrow, you might not remember
That we were like two peas in a pod
And that nothing would separate us
I have so many melodies left of you
So many melodies
So many, so many melodies
So many melodies
So many melodies
So many, so many melodies