El perdido traducción al Inglés

You are a loser of society
You are just flesh and little else
How many times have you thought about it?
In the hours you waste
Burning and playing with your life
Spinning the wheel of fate
Caressing the fingers of danger
Betting on prohibited numbers
You must cure your nocturnality
Even if you can't explain it
What does the night have that the day doesn't?
What is it about your blood that never cools?
You are a man, a prisoner of loneliness
Well, you look for something in your night that isn't there.
You only find eyes that never see you
Fake stories that no one believes
Gifts from a cruel-looking lady
Who kisses you without knowing why
Open contempt under the moon
Open your heart if the sun is looking at you
You must cure your nocturnality
Even if you can't explain it
What does the night have that the day doesn't?
What is it about your blood that never cools?
You must cure your nocturnality
Even if you can't explain it
What does the night have that the day doesn't?
What is it about your blood that never cools?
You are the beggar of a gray street
From hidden, murky and unlit places
You carry bags of pain on your back
You drag the misery of a sad voice
Blind vagabond, wandering vagabond
Solitary body ahead in the world
You are a vagabond because you want to be
At night you are just a vagabond
You must cure your nocturnality
Even if you can't explain it
What does the night have that the day doesn't?
What is it about your blood that never cools?
You must cure your nocturnality
Even if you can't explain it
What does the night have that the day doesn't?
What is it about your blood that never cools?
Relax
Smooth smooth
Relax
Smooth smooth
Relax
Smooth smooth
Relax
Smooth smooth