Parece que estamos de nuevo en el mismo tren (al oriente).
¡Yo me quiero bajar!
And now who is the lonely one?
Yo, yo, escógeme a mí.
...once and again.
And now, who is the lonely one?/ I think it's me, the lost, / The wandering one / I have no voice; I cannot speak / And if I could, would I be heard? / Would I be heard?
It's just a game / Doesn't matter if you win or lose / It's just a game / No matter what side you choose / It's not even in the way you play, 'cause / It's just another day that / I'll spend without you
Y en otros asuntos sobre la misma cosa terrible...
Let me try to make you understand / That I was never your enemy / I was always yours, I gave it my all / I never wanted to be right / But who am I to obscure the truth? / Who am I to take the blame?
Lo bueno es que...
One day, this will all be over.