Thursday, November 20, 2008

I can't see my reflection in the waters
I can't speak the sounds that show no pain
I can't hear the echo of my footsteps
Or can't remember the sound of my own name.
Se ao menos o meu amor estivesse aqui
E eu pudesse ouvir seu coração
Se ao menos mentisse ao meu lado
Estaria em minha cama
Outra vez.



Anonymous Anonymous said...

There's beauty in the silver, singin' river,
There's beauty in the sunrise in the sky,
But none of these and nothing else can touch the beauty
That I remember in my true love's eyes.
Yes, and only if my own true love was waitin',
Yes, and if I could hear her heart a-softly poundin',
Only if she was lyin' by me,
Then I'd lie in my bed once again.

9:21 AM  

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