Moscas en la casa traducción al Inglés

My days without you are so dark
So long, so gray, my days without you
My days without you are so absurd
So bitter, so hard, my days without you

My days without you have no nights.
If one appears, it's useless to sleep.
My days without you are a waste
Hours have no beginning and no end.

So short of breath
So full of nothing
Useless scrap metal, trash on the ground, oh-oh-oh
Flies in the house

My days without you are like heaven
Without silver moons or traces of sun
My days without you are just an echo.
That always repeats the same song

So short of breath
So full of nothing
Useless scrap metal, trash on the ground, oh-oh-oh
Flies in the house

Kicking stones, I'm still waiting for you to come back to me.
I'm still looking for pieces of my childhood in the faces of old people.
Hunting for reasons to believe I'm still alive
Biting my nails, drowning in tears, missing you so much

My days without you
My days without you
My days without you
How painful the days are without you.
Your son
Your son
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