I feel like crap Most days I have a lot going my way I am loved I can smile
No es solo la tristeza Aunque si lo estoy No es por el desanimo Aunque si me desanimo No es tan sencillo
I told everyone About you The ugly beast Inside of me You can’t hide
Would I rather be A younger me? More productive Stronger Would i have to give up
My grandfather told my father when he proposed to my mother on one condition
If I could draw a tree In all it’s complexity Would you be impressed? If I could draw a human face It would be but a trace
May sun is warm An old friend You have missed June sun Still smiles
The teenage rebels All fall in line Be they hippies Goths, rockers or skaters Moving from one mould
Que te cuentan un chiste Las palabras se traducen Pero el humor no se puede Por si no lo entiendes Ríete
Who am I? I am me When did I Become me? As I recall
Life is good A little luxury A cup of coffee Served with toast Consumed lazily
The ugliest shade Of green We envy The car The job
I had it all In my head And then I said Words I do not know which ones
Manos fuertes No me sueltan De la cama Yo les digo Me tengo que ir
I am sorry That I cannot be happier I know that I’d be prettier If I smiled If I could smile