Corazón Malherido

I had your love and forever dreamed of it, I gave my best and in every kiss I surrendered. Then time, the enemy, tore you from my destiny, little by little you forgot to love.
Wounded heart, all that remains of this love is a heartbeat of pain, faithless heart, giving my soul so that, if we grow tired of dreaming, it's too late to love.
I wanted to invent a reason to come back and could only find ashes of yesterday, because damn routine stuck a thorn in my chest, that even if I try, I will never pull out.
Wounded heart, all that remains of this love is a heartbeat of pain, faithless heart, giving my life for what. Even if I die in this goodbye, it will be better for both of us.
No one can ever deny that we fought until the end, we bet everything on passion and lost.
Wounded heart, all that remains of this love is a heartbeat of pain, faithless heart, giving my soul so that, there is a price to pay if the heart is tired of loving.
Of loving...