BOKeTE traducción al Inglés

Uh, that-

6:00 pm in front of the river
Seeing our hearts
The water is falling
Question without answer

My feelings change like the seasons.
And even though it's always summer in Puerto Rico
I'm freezing, listening to these songs
Thinking of you, but don't get too excited.

Because I'm not going to write to you
Which of the two is going to suffer the most?
I don't know, but I hope it's you, I hope it's you
I think it's going to be you

I don't even want to compete anymore.
You're pretty, but you like to lie
Stay on your journey, because when you land
Nobody's going to applaud, hey

One day you'll get old
You'll look back and you'll regret it
Of all the real things you've ever had in your life
You let him go

Hey, hey, you're a hole in PR, that's why I avoid you
There are no more poems for you, this is the last one I write
Sometimes the flashbacks come, you and me fucking aggressively
I was going to take you to Maya and you didn't even make it to Arecibo

The invitation to the beach has expired.
No one saw the best of us
Or perhaps life lied to us.
And it was time to say goodbye

And to live as I lived before I met you
Looking at your pictures, testing if I'm strong
The waves with the wind, the dogs, and luck
I was afraid of losing you, but not more than I was afraid of death, and I'm alive.

Thank God I'm alive, that's what matters
I've fallen in love 515 times, and with you it's 516.
So, that's nothing new
Time to move on, pitch, and forget.
And later
If we have to fall in love again, we'll fall in love again.
You know I like being like this, in love, but

I don't even want to compete anymore.
You're pretty, but you like to lie
Stay on your journey, because when you land
Nobody's going to applaud, hey

One day you'll get old
You'll look back and you'll regret it
Of all the real things you've ever had in your life
You let him go