A mi edad (ingles)

A mi edad (ingles)
I am a big fake pretend while the joy
you suspicious when a large finger sympathy
as an earthquake in a desert
that everything will collapse and nobody sees that I'm already dead

We all know that in case of danger
saved only one who knows very well blow
thus excluding the pilots, clouds, eagles, airplanes
and the angels keep you
I ask myself and tell me what to do
that no one will save you
thousand compliments for the life of a champion
insults by the trace of a mistake
And I feel like I know still mourn for my age
and I am grateful to always know who mourn at night at my age
and my life that I've given so much
Pain true love everything
thank you to forgive those who always knows the door to my age
Admittedly never easy, has never been
watching life as a blind man looks on
because what is sometimes said damages
but what is written can hurt to death
And I feel like I know still mourn for my age
and I am grateful to always know who mourn at night at my age
and my life that I've given so much
Pain true love everything
thank you to forgive those who always knows the door to my age

and that life book which you serve, but
that cry for things ugly and beautiful things and that
your fear that grudge without becoming your cure
Joy is now returning and lost because
because only the chaos of rhetoric
confused and modifies the historical consistency and
and because God has suggested to me that I have forgiven you
and what he says I do
Night at my age
at night my ...