1) Habrá guadaña, cuando del rebaño
tu cabeza se quiera asomar
así se juega
siempre con trampa
y el que se juega, jugado está.

2) La luna y mi suerte, rompieron el encanto
perdí mi sueño en la noche que el ángel se hizo diablo.
Un par de ojos negros te pueden robar la ilusión
y no hay cura ni remedio que te haga ver mejor.

3) Why ? I may be mad. I may be blind. I may be viciously unkind, but I can still read what you're thinking and I've heard it said too many times that you'd be better off besides... Why can't you see this boat is sinking? Let's go down to the water's edge and we can cast away those doubts. Somethings are better left unsaid. But they still turn me inside out, turning inside out turning inside out. Tell me why: This is the book I never read. These are the words I never said. This is the path I'll never tread. These are the dreams I'll dream instead. This is the joy that's seldom spread. These are the tears we shed. This is the fear. This is the dread. These are the contents of my head, and these are the years that we have spent, and this is what they represent, and this is how I feel. Do you know how I feel? 'Cause I don't think you know how I feel.

4) She is happy just to hear me say
That I will never leave her.
She's a woman who understands.
She's a woman who loves her man.

5) This is the last time that I will say these words: I remember the first time, the first of many lies.

This is the last time that I will show my face. One last tender lie and then I´m out of this place, so tread it into the carpet or hide it under the stairs. Say that some things never die, well I tried and I tried. Something I wasn´t sure of, but I was in the middle of something I forget now, but I´ve seen too little of the last time.