the Girl heaven sent

Ya es tarde y estoy cansado.

 

Sigo acatarrado, aunque algo mejor que ayer.

 

Estaba escuchando algo de música antes de acostarme.

Concretamente a Esthero. 

 

 

Y justo cuando escuchaba That Girl estaba pensando en esa chica que llega a tú vida de repente, como enviada por el cielo.

 

 

 

Esthero - That Girl

 

In the bat of an eye...
You already think about yourself
And I don't believe all the lies coming out of my mouth...
Try to forget all the things that I did to myself and in time I see it fading

 

One of these these things just doesn't belong here
And look at that girl
Oh, I just don't belong here
And look at that girl

 

Aphrodite tonight...
She's lifting up her dress and child
Her stomach was so tight...
And she sees herself fading

 

One of these these things just doesn't belong here
And look at that girl
I just don't belong here
And look at that girl

 

And I'll try to catch my own vibe
Leave behind the countryside
Who I'll be?
What I'll be, 'cause it's my right to love design...

 

One of these these things just doesn't belong here
And look at that girl
I just don't belong here
And look at that girl (Look at that, feel bad...)

 

 

Esthero - Heaven Sent

 

I came and saw you left the light on
There was no one home at all
Couldn't wait to get your clothes on
Shouldn't come around to call on you
The taste was sweet and you delivered
I didn't know I would feel so high
Well, I guess we didn't have to kill her
But don't feel so bad though

 

You looked her in the eye
And I watched her cry
And my mouth went dry
Everyone is going to have to die sometime

 

My mouth is clean, my hands are dirty
Heaven isn't on my side
Well, if it was then she'd have hurt me
Didn't think this through

 

But I didn't have the time
To perfect my crime
I drank my wine
Everything is going to be just fine

 

I don't know, I don't love (You're alone, You're alone)
I don't know anyone like me
I'm not heaven sent
I'm not heaven sent
But I'm broken and bent

 

My mouth went dry
As I watched her cry
Everyone has to, gets to die
But not on my time, not on this girl's time
Fucked if it's my time (fucked if it's my time)
Not on my time (This is all fucked up)

 

 

 

Quizá, esta sea la chica que el cielo ha enviado (para mí)