Muero En Este Verano

I die in this summer,
Drowned by so much shallowness
By so many voices that won't stop talking,
I return in this summer
It's neither early nor late to start
I sing both farewell and song
To the neighborhood of yesterday, today I fall again
It intoxicates me once again, life, my paleness.

I die in this summer,
Drowned by so much shallowness
By so many voices that won't stop talking,
I return in this summer
It's neither early nor late to start
I sing both farewell and song
To the neighborhood of yesterday, today I fall again
It intoxicates me once again, life, my paleness.

For the love of singing to you,
The carousel is like a dream.
The path must be retraced, stepping on exhausted mud,
An effort to understand,
Hard is the plot of growing up.
I die in this summer...