I think that when I saw you for the first time, way back then,
I felt my knees start crumbling in
I think that when I met you we'd be knights to save the queen
I think a little story is what everyone believed
Y entonces cada miércoles, nos encontramos a jugar
Entre piratas y dragones algo logramos encontrar
Que con cada gran batalla viene una cicatriz,
Que no toda buena historia tiene un final feliz
Oh i think I've always been too young to know,
I’ll never be quite old enough to understand
I think I’ve always been too scared to dance on foreign land
They'll forget me
They will kill me
In their minds we're barely there
There's nothing like a ghost story to tell and then be scared
Creo que a veces pasa que las personas son capaces de,
con trinchos y barreras, alejar a un fantasma
y los demonios siempre saben que eso no los acabará,
pero de todas formas se esconden, porque no es bueno estorbar
Try to learn to hide it and try to push it down
Try to learn to fight it without falling on the ground
Fire looks so lovely till it goes and burns your skin,
and all the best of prayers maybe sometimes sin
Oh I think I’ve always been too young to know,
I’ll never be quite old enough to understand
I think I’ve always been too scared to dance on foreign land
They'll forget me
They will kill me
In their minds we're barely there
there's nothing like a ghost story to tell and then be scared
Las generaciones todas pasan,
y nos empiezan a olvidar
se pierde la memoria,
como la arena se la lleva el mar
And not even our own ghosts will be left to haunt around,
when the time has come and all is done we'll get buried in the ground
Entre susurros y mentiras
que la muerte nos llevó,
with every moon that keeps on rising
we got lost amongst the lore
Entre mitos y leyendas
que nunca existimos,
people love to have a fantasy
to pretend and maybe dream of
oh i think I’ve always been too young to know,
I’ll never be quite old enough to understand
I think I've always been too scared to dance on foreign land
They'll forget me
They will kill me
In their minds we're barely there
There's nothing like a ghost story to tell and then be scared
And now when i don't see you, I feel you through the ground
and I'm no longer chasing the love that I once found
Y entonces cada miércoles, los pocos pueden recordar,
cuentan esas fábulas de monstruos que no pueden amar