Maybe..

"Otoño/invierno aunque me duela decirlo, aunque me duela septiembre, aunque me quiebre por dentro..."

It might not hurt now, but it's going to hurt soon.

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In my way

A donde vaya, siempre voy a llevarme.

Somos bolsas de tiempo, y nada más.

Nothing's gonna change my world.

Did you ever wonder why, this old world would make you cry?

It's a shame, that your heart turned to stone.

Can't we just laugh and joke around?

Why don't try it all? If you'll only remember it once.

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