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.
(dylan)
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.
(dylan)
posted by Tahiná-Khan at 11:40 PM
1 Comments:
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.
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