Oh nothing’s going to change my love for you
I wanna spend my life with you
So we make love on the grass under the moon
No one call tell, damned if I do
Forever journey on golden avenues
I drift in your eyes since I love you
I got that beat in my veins for only rule
Love is to share, mine is for you
O estoy especialmente susceptible [lo cual es posible] o simplemente soy un jodido sentimental [lo cual es probable] o ambas cosas [lo cual es viable]. Estar viendo a João Gilberto, Antônio Carlos Jobim y a otros grandes artistas de la MPB mientras interpretan las canciones que tanto me gustan es que me dan ganas de llorar, y no es porque sean temas tristes. Si me pongo así viéndolos en grabaciones, creo que si pudiese tener la oportunidad de viajar en el tiempo y pudiera escucharlos en vivo me deshidrataría por los ojos de la emoción.
Joer, todavía me acuerdo de ver este vídeo en la televisión de mi abuela antes de almorzar, cuando daban los 40 Principales en Canal+.
Lay beside me, tell me what they’ve done
Speak the words I wanna hear, to make my demons run
The door is locked now, but it’s opened if you’re true
If you can understand the me, then I can understand the you
Lay beside me, under wicked skies
Black of day, dark of night, we share this pair of lies
The door cracks open, but there’s no sun shining through
Black heart scarring darker still, but there’s no sun shining through
No, there’s no sun shining through
No, there’s no sun shining
What I’ve felt, what I’ve known
Turn the pages, turn to stone
Behind the door, should I open it for you?
Yeah
What I’ve felt, what I’ve known
Sick and tired, I stand alone
Could you be there, ‘cause I’m the one that waits for you
Or are you unforgiven too?
Come lay beside me, this won’t hurt I swear
She loves me not, she loves me still, but she’ll never love again
She lay beside me, but she’ll be there when I’m gone
Black heart scarring darker still, but she’ll be there when I’m gone
Yes she’ll be there when I’m gone
Dead sure she’ll be there
What I’ve felt, what I’ve known
Turn the pages, turn to stone
Behind the door, should I open it for you?
What I’ve felt, what I’ve known
Sick and tired, I stand alone
Could you be there, cause I’m the one that waits for you
Or are you unforgiven too?
Lay beside me, tell me what I’ve done
The door is closed, so are your eyes
But now I see the sun, now I see the sun
Yes, now I see it
What I’ve felt, what I’ve known
Turn the pages, turn to stone
Behind the door, should I open it for you
What I’ve felt, what I’ve known
So sick and tired, I stand alone
Could you be there, cause I’m the one that waits
The one that waits for you
Oh, what I’ve felt, what I’ve known
Turn the pages, turn to stone
Behind the door, should I open it for you
Oh, what I’ve felt
Oh, what I’ve known
I take this key
And I bury it in you
Because you’re unforgiven too!
