“You Leave Me to Scream” Déjame Gritar by Kudai

Memories that live in the skin
in cold nights of yesterday
your shadow that loved my faith
There’s nothing to lose

Only I want to see the night to pass
and in that darkness
and between Hell (love)
only I want in your gaze to end
To be the light of the time

You leave me to scream (There’s no going back)
The life to kill (That’s important now)
I go to begin (I want to scream)
To carry on until the end

You leave me to fly (Without turning back)
I don’t go to cry (only to scream)
to go to begin (I am able to sing)
to go until the end
So that nothing can catch up to us

Memories, a thousand dreams,
That go out with the sun
Without anyone, without anything
That lights up my heart

Only I want to see the night to pass
and in the darkness
and between Hell (love)
only I want your gaze to end
To be the light of the time

You leave me to scream (There’s no going back)
The life to kill (That’s important now)
I go to begin (I want to scream)
To carry on until the end

You leave me to fly (Without turning back)
I don’t go to cry (only to scream)
to go to begin (I am able to sing)
to go until the end
So that nothing can catch up to us

You leave me to scream (There’s no going back)
The life to kill (That’s important now)
I go to begin (I want to scream)
To carry on until the end

You leave me to fly (Without turning back)
I don’t go to cry (only to scream)
to go to begin (I am able to sing)
to go until the end
So that nothing can catch up to us

“Maybe” Tal Vez – Kudai

Maybe tomorrow will be only a memory
and maybe tomorrow will be only my yesterday
and you see, I know it, the time writing furiously
of light, of faith, the deserted streets
So that, then wounds the skins

And now you see that again I’m able to go into my past
The memories don’t kill my faith
I want to speak, I want to see, I want to be and I want to be
And in your arms return to birth

And now they see and take me
that next to you, I will return to birth

Maybe yesterday wont be more than a memory
and maybe the past will be erased of our skin
and maybe, I don’t know, the time I of the time,
of speaking, from to see the light of the sentimental
The dream that still is able to be born.

and now you see that again I am able to go into my past
The memories don’t kill my faith
I want to speak, I wan to see, I want to be and I want to be
and in your arms return to birth

and now they see and take me
that next to you, I will return to birth

and now you see that again I am able to go into my past
the memories don’t kill my faith
I want to speak, I want to see, I want to be and I want to be
and in your arms return to birth

maybe…