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Qué Sería de Mí

Si la vida no fuera morirme y despertar
Si de pronto la muerte se volviera un consuelo
Si la vida no fuera tenerte y gritar
Y esta vez es perderte por la gente y los celos
Si cuando me levanto no encontrara paredes
Si no sintiera que me vuelvo como un
Si no me diera cuenta que la vida es un juego
Y si no fuera el hombre con el que duermes tú
Que seria de mí si no cayera siempre
Si no me equivocara ni volviera a empezar
Que seria de mí si no pudiera verte
Si no fuera tu sombra ni te hiciera llorar
Que seria de mi si creyera en el cielo
Si no diera una mano por hacerte feliz
Si me tragara el cuento de que existe otra vida
Que seria de mi si no fuera por ti
Si pudiera callarme cuando todo me duele
Si no fueras mi calma y mi rabia también
Si de pronto no sientes ese miedo a perderme
Si no diera los huesos por quedarme en tu piel
Si creyera que todo ya lo tengo ganado
Si cambiaras de pronto
Si perdiera la fe
Si no probara a veces el sabor de tu sangre
Si fueras mi fuerza y mi espada a la vez
Que seria de mí si no cayera siempre
Si no me equivocara ni volviera a empezar
Que seria de mí si no pudiera verte
Si no fuera tu sombra ni te hiciera llorar
Que seria de mi si creyera en el cielo
Si no diera una mano por hacerte feliz
Si me tragara el cuento de que existe otra vida
Que seria de mi si no fuera por ti
Si no fuera por ti
Que seria de mí si no cayera siempre
Si no me equivocara ni volviera a empezar
Que seria de mí si no pudiera verte
Si no fuera tu sombra ni te hiciera llorar
Que seria de mi si creyera en el cielo
Si no diera una mano por hacerte feliz
Si me tragara el cuento de que existe otra vida
Que seria de mi si no fuera por ti
Si no me equivocara
Si no cayera siempre
Si no fueras mi rabia y mi fuerza a la vez
Si de pronto no sientes ese miedo a perderme
Si no diera los huesos por quedarme en tu piel
Que seria de mi si creyera en el cielo
Si no diera una mano por hacerte feliz
Si me tragara el cuento de que existe otra vida
Que seria de mi si no fuera por ti

What Would Become of Me

If life wasn't about dying and waking up again,
If death suddenly became a comfort,
If life wasn't about having you and screaming,
And this time it's losing you because of people and jealousy,
If when I wake up I don't find walls,
If I didn't feel like I'm becoming a...
If I didn't realize that life is a game,
And if I wasn't the man you sleep with,
What would become of me if I didn't always fall,
If I didn't make mistakes and start over again,
What would become of me if I couldn't see you,
If I wasn't your shadow or made you cry,
What would become of me if I believed in heaven,
If I didn't lend a hand to make you happy,
If I swallowed the story that there's another life,
What would become of me if it weren't for you,
If I could be silent when everything hurts,
If you weren't my calm and my rage too,
If suddenly you don't feel that fear of losing me,
If I didn't give my bones to stay in your skin,
If I believed that I already have everything won,
If you suddenly changed,
If I lost faith,
If I didn't sometimes taste the flavor of your blood,
If you were my strength and my sword at the same time,
What would become of me if I didn't always fall,
If I didn't make mistakes and start over again,
What would become of me if I couldn't see you,
If I wasn't your shadow or made you cry,
What would become of me if I believed in heaven,
If I didn't lend a hand to make you happy,
If I swallowed the story that there's another life,
What would become of me if it weren't for you,
If it weren't for you,
What would become of me if I didn't always fall,
If I didn't make mistakes and start over again,
What would become of me if I couldn't see you,
If I wasn't your shadow or made you cry,
What would become of me if I believed in heaven,
If I didn't lend a hand to make you happy,
If I swallowed the story that there's another life,
What would become of me if it weren't for you,
If I didn't make mistakes,
If I didn't always fall,
If you weren't my rage and my strength at the same time,
If suddenly you don't feel that fear of losing me,
If I didn't give my bones to stay in your skin,
What would become of me if I believed in heaven,
If I didn't lend a hand to make you happy,
If I swallowed the story that there's another life,
What would become of me if it weren't for you,