Across the universe.
     Across the universe.
         Across the universe.

I'm worse at what I do best 
And for this gift I feel blessed 

Quizás, quizás, quizás...

No puedo conseguir, cambiar ni corregir
Lo que me corre en las venas.

Fairytales don't always have a happy ending, do they?

The littlest things that take me there
I know it sounds lame but it’s so true
I know it’s not right but it seems unfair
That thing’s are reminding me of you
Sometimes I wish we could just pretend
Even if only for one weekend
So come on
Tell me
Is this the end?

But then if you're so smart, 

tell me why are you still so afraid?

Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead.

Sometimes I find myself sitting back and reminiscing

Especially when I have to watch other people kissing
And I remember when you started calling me your Mrs
All the play fighting
All the flirtatious disses
I’d tell you sad stories about my childhood
I dunno why I trusted you but I knew that I could
We’d spend the whole weekend
Lying in our own dirt
I was just so happy
In your boxers and your t-shirt.

Había una vez en un pequeño país
donde alguna gente se sentia feliz,
un alma chiquitita se quiso escapar
pero no le daba para cruzar el mar
y le dijeron vas mal, muy, muy mal
eso no se hace tenés que pensar.

<Y vos preguntarás por qué esperamos tanto, sólo para tomar impulso y llegar más alto>

      +-      Sólo me quiero sentar a esperar, que saltes al vacío y que no vuelvas nunca.

For the werewolf, for the werewolf. 


Have sympathy, 'cause the werewolf he is someone.


 Just like YOU&ME.

Wake me up when september ends.