Lifting shadows off a dream… once broken

August 16, 2006

If You Could…

Filed under: Altres

La cançó que cantava avui; llavors m’he escoltat la lletra i he entés una mica més perquè la cantava… pels que marxem, pels que marxen, o pels que es queden ens quedem,… Almadrava (serà que la cantpo perquè van fer-la al concert de dissabte )
…esperant… No voldria que s’acabés l’estiu… no us vull tenir lluny…

IF YOU COULD SEE MY EYES..

The air will never have the same smell, the

sun
will never get to shine so bright again. How they hurt my eyes, god! they hurt my eyes,

                                                                                                                                                              <em>  now that you're leaving.</em>

My past is travelling on an airplane, who will be there the next time I need a <friend>, and I close my eyes, now I close my eyes

                                                                                                                                                                         <strong>     because you're leaving.</strong>

And the telephone is ringing in my hand, I have to cheer you up, and you still don’t understand why did you say goodbye, how did you say goodbye?

                                                    <strong>it's me who did it ...</strong>

I have my life right in front of me, my past seems one minute, present seems eternity. I want to freeze the time,

                so I close my eyes






                                                                                    <em>but you're still leaving.</em>

With any problem I did lean on you. <You are now my problem and I don’t know what to do.>

I see you fly away, god! they hurt my eyes

                                                                     ....................................<em>now that you're leaving</em>

The telephone….

And you still wonder how I didn’t cry.

Of course I love you, but somehow I had to

lie
beause you had to go, yes! you had to go although you need me.

Because your future is so far from here and from the distance I will help to fight your fears. I’ll have to be strong, yes! I will be strong because you need me.

And the telephone is

ringing
in my hand I have to cheer you up, and I don’t know if I can.

If you could see my eyes, if you could see my eyes…

August 9, 2006

Tancat per Vacances (volveré…)

Filed under: Altres

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