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.