Otros Ejercicios
This Game Is Over 
Medium
de Alejandro Sanz & Emeli Sandé & Jamie Foxx
Completa los huecos, después pulsa el botón Score para chequear tus respuestas
When visions and sick precisions awaiting at night
I you'll be confessing soon
That you're me right
Hating me, right, waiting me, right
Just with the fire, call me a liar
On this funeral part desire
sighing, sighing, all predicting the end
Going for the dim martyrs
They were amen
Spraying and with automatics
Got the mics erratic
It so static, it's all dark as an attic
He knew without you
(No debería aparecer ahora)
(No deberías así)
(No debería hacer que te enamoras)
(No deberías jugar así)
(Tú no deberías en mi persona)
(A veces que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If only time could go slower
If could bring us closer
If we could be more than just lovers
If you that our love is not strong
is over
game is over
Never had to doubt you
But these wounds inflicted
Perusing them soon
But recollections restricted
My mind talks and talks, smoke
fire and brimstone
Telling me we had our fun
But it's over in dim tones
And all our showing
In the heat of the moment
So till the goading
Get going and now is growing
And you and throttling, falling like roses
Swollen and growing in the blast
The throne with dishonor to close up my past
(No debería aparecer ahora)
(No deberías mirarme así)
(No deberías tentar a la suerte)
(A creo que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If only time could go slower
If only space could bring us closer
If we could be just lovers
If you believe our love goes strong
If only could go slower
If only space bring us closer
If we could be more than just lovers...
If you believe that our love is not strong
This game is over
(Ohhh)
This is over
This game is over
I you'll be confessing soon
That you're me right
Hating me, right, waiting me, right
Just with the fire, call me a liar
On this funeral part desire
sighing, sighing, all predicting the end
Going for the dim martyrs
They were amen
Spraying and with automatics
Got the mics erratic
It so static, it's all dark as an attic
He knew without you
(No debería aparecer ahora)
(No deberías así)
(No debería hacer que te enamoras)
(No deberías jugar así)
(Tú no deberías en mi persona)
(A veces que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If only time could go slower
If could bring us closer
If we could be more than just lovers
If you that our love is not strong
is over
game is over
Never had to doubt you
But these wounds inflicted
Perusing them soon
But recollections restricted
My mind talks and talks, smoke
fire and brimstone
Telling me we had our fun
But it's over in dim tones
And all our showing
In the heat of the moment
So till the goading
Get going and now is growing
And you and throttling, falling like roses
Swollen and growing in the blast
The throne with dishonor to close up my past
(No debería aparecer ahora)
(No deberías mirarme así)
(No deberías tentar a la suerte)
(A creo que no debo)
(Y a veces sueño con tenerte)
If only time could go slower
If only space could bring us closer
If we could be just lovers
If you believe our love goes strong
If only could go slower
If only space bring us closer
If we could be more than just lovers...
If you believe that our love is not strong
This game is over
(Ohhh)
This is over
This game is over
Click en la palabra para obtener su definición.
( Traducción Automática )
Con tecnología de Microsoft® Translator
