Monday, March 06, 2006

She (or can be also He)

''Elvis Costello''

May be the face I can't forget.
A trace of pleasure or regret
May be my treasure or the price I have to pay.
She may be the song that summer sings.
May be the chill that autumn brings.
May be a hundred different things
Within the measure of a day.

May be the beauty or the beast.
May be the famine or the feast.
May turn each day into a heaven or a hell.
She may be the mirror of my dreams.
A smile reflected in a stream
She may not be what she may seem
Inside her shell

She who always seems so happy in a crowd.
Whose eyes can be so private and so proud
No one's allowed to see them when they cry.
She may be the love that cannot hope to last
May come to me from shadows of the past.
That I'll remember till the day I die

May be the reason I survive
The why and wherefore I'm alive
The one I'll care for through the rough and ready years
Me I'll take her laughter and her tears
And make them all my souvenirs
For where she goes I've got to be
The meaning of my life is

She, she, she

Musica from the movie ''Notting Hill''
one of my favorite ones

clique no titulo para tradução.

1 moonlovers:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

My dearest romantic moolover,
como nós vemos o mundo pelas lentes do romantismo. Eu mais na prática, tu, a partir do teu quintal, num sonho quixotiano e utópico de amizade e doçura.
Pena que até tu estejas mais longe. Há confrarias que morrem à nascença, não é?
E eu?! Alone again, naturaly...
Um beijo imenso do teu fã número 1.

Thursday, March 23, 2006 7:35:00 pm  

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