Muñeca de trapo ( en ingles)

As those tables that are still hanging on,
as the tablecloth for dinner yesterday.
Always waiting to tell you something else,
and my heartfelt words will not want to fly.

I never said dissolves in tea,
the infidel states "I never will."
I feel like I'm in a prison of love
olivdarás me if I sign my statement.

I hug the devil without hesitation
To see your face when listening to talk.
You're all I want more
But I miss my silence.
My eyes are two black crosses
Who have not spoken never clear.
My heart full of sorrow
And I a rag doll.

Every silence is a cloud that will
behind me to mourn without stopping.
I tell you what I feel for you,
I hear talk of the moon in January looking at you.

I hug the devil without hesitation
To see your face when listening to talk.
You're all I want more
But I miss my silence.
My eyes are two black crosses
Who have not spoken never clear.
My heart full of sorrow
And I a rag doll.

I have no fear of eternal fire,
Nor their bitter stories
silence is anything but cold
and my winters are very long.
And your return will be far
between the lines of a tango.
Because this heart
He died being rag doll