La Herida (english Translation) Songtext / Lyric

It's always the same performance,
the same spectator,
the same theatre,
where he used to play so often.
And losing my mind
in such a real game
could have been a mistake.
Will you please cure my wound?

What's left between two friends
when after all
they seem to be lost
and they prefer some others?
What do stupid hands give
ignoring what has been given,
if they were shaken long ago
and now they are deceived?
What made them move away
from their "restless shore"
thinking of those days
for hardly a moment?

It's always the same performance,
the same spectator,
the same theatre,
where he used to play so often.
And losing my mind
in such a real game
could have been a mistake.
Will you please heal my wound?

I have always preferred
a long slow kiss,
even if I know it's lying,
even if I know it's false.
What the hell happens
when glances don't come across each other?
The cockfight, bets can be made.
Who has been looking for shelter
in any other place?
Does real cold
come with one's age?

It's always the same performance,
the same spectator,
the same theatre,
where he used to play so often.
And losing my mind
in such a real game
could have been a mistake.
Will you please cure my wound?