LA BALADA
RUSLANA (ES)
THE BALLAD
Another day and the same stunned person
Walking towards the exit
One hand on the wound, the other on the door
Four walls
They remind me that we are what each one has
And I am lost
Knowing that I want more
That it will never be enough
And now that everything has happened and it is hard for me to assimilate
I'm still the same as before, I'm still in the same place
My boots, the same as always, but the streets I walk on
They seem different to me, although it is the same city
Another day and the same stunned person
Walking towards the exit
One hand on the wound, the other on the door
I ended up in this life
I postponed my escape, turned around
I ended up in this life
One hand on the wound, the other on the door
I ended up in this life
And before you can doubt it
I throw myself headlong into these walls again
Something tells me I'm safe here
Even if they never seem safe
And now that everything has happened and it is hard for me to assimilate
I'm still the same as before, I'm still in the same place
Lost among the people, as if she were there
What I was never able to find
Another day and the same stunned person
Another day and the same stunned person
Walking towards the exit
One hand on the wound, the other on the door
I ended up in this life
I postponed my escape, turned around
I ended up in this life
One hand on the wound, the other on the door
I ended up in this life
