Under the glass roof, hatred and passion are sleeping,
dreams of glory and power are keeping calm of its grey desolation.
Sadness of love, a cruel game,
by playing to win, you have lost again
They are a lot who lie to glow, paying an interest for their life.
They are a lot who neither cry nor love the truth.
They are masks which hide their loneliness.
They are a lot who ignore the crying and love,
They kill to love and abuse of sorrow
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Under the glass roof, hatred and passion are sleeping,
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Sadness of love, a cruel game,
by playing to win, you have lost again
They are a lot(1) who lie to glow(2), paying an interest for their life.
They are a lot who neither cry nor love the truth.
They are masks which hide their loneliness.
They are a lot who ignore the crying and love,
They kill to love and abuse of sorrow
(1) "They are many" sounds better to me.
(2) "who tell lies in order to shine" sounds better to me.
"To lie" can be ambiguous, sometimes meaning "mentir" and sometimes "tumbarse". "To tell lies" is clearer.
thanks and have a nice day.
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