Cicatriz - Kudai

Siete de la mañana

Ella no despierta

La mesa está servida

Pero ya no contesta

Siete de la mañana

Su madre está en la puerta

La sombras otra vez

Lento la despierta

Quiere gritar

Quiere llorar

Se está quedando atrás

Quedando atrás

Y nadie la despierta

Quiere llorar

Quiere gritar

Quiere llorar

Temprano en la mañana

Trata de olvidarse

De todos los fantasmas

Que no desaparecen

Tanto que dolió, nada se quedo

Solo cicatrices que no desaparecen

Quiere gritar

Quiere llorar

Se está quedando atrás

Quedando atrás

Y nadie la despierta

Quiere llorar

Quiere gritar

Quiere llorar

Quiere gritar

Quiere llorar

Se está quedando atrás

Quedando atrás

Y nadie la despierta

Quiere llorar

Quiere gritar

Quiere llorar

Quiere gritar

Quiere llorar

Se está quedando atrás

Quedando atrás

Y nadie la despierta

Quiere llorar

Quiere gritar

Quiere llorar

Seven in the morning

she doesn't wake up

the table is served

But she no longer answers

Seven in the morning

Her mother of hers is at the door

the shadows again

Slow wakes her up

she wants to scream

she wants to cry

she is falling behind

falling behind

And no one wakes her up

Wants to cry

she wants to scream

Wants to cry

Early in the morning

try to forget

Of all the ghosts

that do not disappear

So much that she hurt, nothing stayed

Just scars that won't go away

wants to scream

Wants to cry

she is falling behind

falling behind

And no one wakes her up

Wants to cry

wants to scream

Wants to cry

wants to scream

Wants to cry

she is falling behind

falling behind

And no one wakes her up

Wants to cry

wants to scream

Wants to cry

wants to scream

Wants to cry

is falling behind

falling behind

And no one wakes her up

Wants to cry

wants to scream

Wants to cry