This is our last goodbye
I hate to feel the love between us die.
But it's over
Just hear this and then I'll go:
You gave me more to live for,
More than you'll ever know.
Well, this is our last embrace,
Must I dream and always see your face?
Why can't we overcome this wall?
Baby, maybe it's just because I didn't know you at all.
Kiss me, please kiss me,
But kiss me out of desire, babe, and not consolation.
Oh, you know it makes me so angry 'cause I know that in time
I'll only make you cry, this is our last goodbye.
Did you say, "No, this can't happen to me"?
And did you rush to the phone to call?
Was there a voice unkind in the back of your mind saying,
"Maybe, you didn't know him at all,
you didn't know him at all,
oh, you didn't know"?
Well, the bells out in the church tower chime,
Burning clues into this heart of mine.
Thinking so hard on her soft eyes, and the memories
Offer signs that it's over, it's over.
24/02/10
17/02/10
tenho saudades tuas
isso eu sei porque eu sinto no meu
peito esta ruas
nunca imaginei um amor assim
e agora até ficou real
mas isso trouxe coisas atrás
no momento de uma decisão percebes
tudo o que o presente faz
mesmo querendo ter alguém eu quero
ter-me a mim
mas meu amor, meu amor
nenhum de nós deixará de ser real
passo por essas ruas
isso eu sei porque eu sinto ter ainda
no meu peito coisas tuas
isso eu sei porque eu sinto no meu
peito esta ruas
nunca imaginei um amor assim
e agora até ficou real
mas isso trouxe coisas atrás
no momento de uma decisão percebes
tudo o que o presente faz
mesmo querendo ter alguém eu quero
ter-me a mim
mas meu amor, meu amor
nenhum de nós deixará de ser real
passo por essas ruas
isso eu sei porque eu sinto ter ainda
no meu peito coisas tuas
01/02/10
Desire
Pim
Passion
Pam
Love
Pum...
"We have a dance in the brothels of Buenos Aires.
It tells the story of a prostitute, and a man...who falls in love with her!
First there is desire,then : passion!
...then suspicion,jealousy! Anger!
Betrayal!
Where love is for the highest bidder,there can be no trust.
Without trust,there is no love!
Jealousy,
Yes, jealousy!
Will drive you ... MAD!"
Pim
Passion
Pam
Love
Pum...
"We have a dance in the brothels of Buenos Aires.
It tells the story of a prostitute, and a man...who falls in love with her!
First there is desire,then : passion!
...then suspicion,jealousy! Anger!
Betrayal!
Where love is for the highest bidder,there can be no trust.
Without trust,there is no love!
Jealousy,
Yes, jealousy!
Will drive you ... MAD!"
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