A Volar - Amanda Miguel

Te molesta mi forma de hablar,

De moverme, de ser, de pensar,

Para qué continuar,

Ya las cosas no son como ayer,

Juntos nada tenemos que hacer.

A volar, a volar.

A volar, a volar

Presiento que nos queda nomás

Palabras que vienen y van,

Ninguna que me haga sentir,

Ninguna que me haga soñar.

Te molesta mi forma de amar,

De besar, de querer, de mirar,

Para qué continuar

Si el detalle ya no existe más,

Si murió nuestra curiosidad,

Si todos los intentos por salvar

Lo nuestro no pueden más.

A volar, a volar.

Presiento que esto va a terminar,

Presiento que no me importará,

Lo nuestro ya vive el final,

Lo nuestro ya no se salvará.

A volar.

Presiento que lo nuestro no va

Presiento que ya es nuestro final.

A volar, a volar.

Si ya no nos podemos ni hablar,

Digamos adiós y a volar.

A volar, a volar.

A volar, a volar.

My way of speaking bothers you,

To move, to be, to think,

Why continue?

Things are no longer like yesterday,

Together we have nothing to do.

To fly, to fly.

to fly, to fly

I feel that we only have left

Words that come and go,

none that makes me feel,

None that makes me dream.

My way of loving bothers you,

To kiss, to love, to look,

why continue

If the detail no longer exists,

If our curiosity died,

If all attempts to save

Ours can no more.

To fly, to fly.

I have a feeling this is going to end

I have a feeling that I won't care,

Ours already lives the end,

Ours will no longer be saved.

To fly.

I feel that ours is not going

I feel that it is already our end.

To fly, to fly.

If we can't even talk to each other anymore,

Let's say goodbye and fly away.

To fly, to fly.

To fly, to fly.