ENGLISH LYRICS TRANSLATION
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I arrive on Sunday and I still believe
That today in an old man of these
I arrive on Sunday and I keep thinking
That when I get to my room
You'll be waiting for me dreaming
Tell me love how I'm going to heal
Of this bad pain that won't let me breathe
From scars that don't heal
Situations that enclose themselves in my broken soul
Tell me how I get out of my being
The feeling that makes me see
Your face your hair your lips
Today I live a love that is born again
Every time I close my eyes
Tell me love how I'm going to heal
Of this bad pain that won't let me breathe
From scars that don't heal
Situations that enclose themselves in my broken soul
I arrive on Sunday and I still believe
That today in an old man of these
I arrive on Sunday and I keep thinking
That when I get to my room
You'll be waiting for me dreaming
And expect blood tears soon
You asked me for a vein-cutting bolero
And I took out everything I had in my heart