Friday 10 October 2008

Sleep well, my dear


Here we are again!

Trying not to screw it up this time!
Trying to do the correct!
Trying this time not to lose something I shouldn't never have lost before!

If I have to jump... I will!
If I have to believe... I will!
If you tell me to put me apart... I will!

And when you will be gone, because you will (I know), I hope I could remember you as one of the most amazing dreams I've ever had, as something will always come back to my mind whenever I'll open an excepcional red wine :-)
Because this is how I will remember you, caught into a fancy bottle that makes feel drunk of pleasure and happiness whenever I open you and taste you again!





I can hear the turning of the key
I've been deceived by the clown inside of me.
I thought that he was righteous but he's vain
Oh, something's a-telling me I wear the ball and chain.

My patron saint is a-fighting with a ghost
He's always off somewhere when I need him most.
The Spanish moon is rising on the hill
But my heart is a-tellin' me I love ya still.

I come back to the town from the flaming moon
I see you in the streets, I begin to swoon.
I love to see you dress before the mirror
Won't you let me in your room one time 'fore I finally disappear?

Everybody's wearing a disguise
To hide what they've got left behind their eyes.
But me, I can't cover what I am
Wherever the children go I'll follow them.

I march in the parade of liberty
But as long as I love you I'm not free.
How long must I suffer such abuse
Won't you let me see you smile one time before I turn you loose?

I've given up the game, I've got to leave,
The pot of gold is only make-believe.
The treasure can't be found by men who search
Whose gods are dead and whose queens are in the church.

We sat in an empty theater and we kissed,
I asked ya please to cross me off-a your list.
My head tells me it's time to make a change
But my heart is telling me I love ya but you're strange.

One more time at midnight, near the wall
Take off your heavy make-up and your shawl.
Won't you descend from the throne, from where you sit?
Let me feel your love one more time before I abandon it.

1 comment:

kaotika_amelie said...

Madre mía, qué texto tan bonito...

Se respira esa palabra en el ambiente... no la diré, no te preocupes :-)

Suerte.