[Jamie Foxx:]
When visions and sick precisions awaiting at night
I guess you’ll be confessing soon that you’re evading me, right?
Hating me, right? Waiting me, right?
Just caught with the fire,
Call me a liar on this funeral part about desire.
Seasons sighing, sighing, all predicting the end,
Going for the dim martyrs, they were saying «Amen»
Spraying and swinging with automatics, got the mics erratic.
It look so static,
It’s all dark as an attic, he knew without you.
[Alejandro Sanz:]
No debería aparecer ahora,
No debería mirar me así,
No debería hacer que te enamoras,
No debería jugar así.
Tu no deberías estar en mi persona,
A veces creo que lo dejo,
Y a veces creo que lo sueño con tener te
[Emeli Sande:]
If only time could go slower,
If only space could bring us closer,
If we could be more than just lovers,
If you believe our love goes strong.
This game is over,
This game is over…
[Jamie Foxx:]
Never had to doubt you but these wounds were inflicted
Perusing them soon but recollections still 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 sins showing in the heat of the moment
So potent till the goading get going and now is growing.
And you rolling and throttling,
Falling like roses, swollen and growing in the blast.
The throne with dishonor to close up my past…
[Alejandro Sanz:]
No deberia aparecer ahora,
No deberia mirar me asi,
No deberia tentar a la suerte.
A veces creo que no te voy a vez con tener te…
[Emeli Sande:]
If only time could go slower,
If only space could bring us closer,
If we could be more than just lovers,
If you believe our love goes strong.
If only time could go slower,
If only space could bring us closer,
If we could be more than just lovers,
If you believe our love goes strong.
This game is over, ohh,
This game is over…