Un Suspiro en la Tormenta

Eyes on fire, eyes on fire, and the burn from all the tears
I've been crying, I've been crying, I've been dying over you

I think I've had enough of this, Blow me on last kiss.

I am sick, whiskey-dick, no more battles for me
You'll be calling a trick, cause you'll no longer sleep
I'll dress nice, I'll look good, I'll go dancing alone
I'll laugh, I'll get drunk, I'll take somebody home