Basta - Saratoga

Es un maleficio hecho realidad,

un eterno caminar a ciegas.

Mil sueños truncados por necesidad,

escoltando al miedo sin dar marcha atrás.

Morirá sin condición,

escondido en su dolor.

Mano a mano con la muerte

negociando con su vida.

Basta.

Basta.

El espejo de su vida se rompió

en el día en que todo comenzó.

Mira siempre cerca, a su alrededor,

suele estar al límite de la verdad.

Morirá sin condición,

escondido en su dolor.

Mano a mano con la muerte

negociando con su vida.

Basta.

Basta.

Basta.

Basta.

It's a curse come true,

an eternal blind walk.

A thousand dreams truncated by necessity,

escorting fear without turning back.

She will die without condition,

hidden in his pain from him.

hand in hand with death

trading her life from him.

Enough.

Enough.

The mirror of his life was broken

on the day it all began.

Always look closely, around you,

It is usually on the verge of truth.

He will die without condition,

hidden in his pain from him.

hand in hand with death

negotiating with his life.

Enough.

Enough.

Enough.

Enough.