Mirame - Ankhara

Mrame atentamente

yo no soy lo que crees ver

mirame fijamente

y sabras lo que es el dolor.

No todo es un cuento de hadas

no todo es una noche sin final

no soy el bufon de todas las cortes

no siempre sigo el no mirar atras.

Sienteme mucho mas cerca

notaras como es mi calor

Sienteme mucho mas cerca

y veras que cambia el color

No todo iba a ser de rosa

no todo es lo que parece ser

no soy alguien sin sentimientos

no siempre te dire lo que quieres oir

Floto en el ambiente como la fragancia de una flor

leve brisa balanceandose sobre el placer

de sentirse libre

como el viento al alba

look at me carefully

I am not what you think you see

stare at me

and you will know what pain is.

Not everything is a fairy tale

not everything is a night without end

I am not the jester of all courts

I don't always follow the don't look back.

Feel me much closer

you will notice how my heat is

Feel me much closer

and you will see that the color changes

Not everything was going to be pink

not everything is what it seems to be

I am not someone without feelings

I won't always tell you what you want to hear

I float in the air like the fragrance of a flower

slight breeze swaying on pleasure

to feel free

like the wind at dawn