Maria Bethânia - Onde estará o meu amor | Текст песни

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It always puts me on the edge
To think of all the spoiled lives.
Today I'm one step further,
Not sure if I've survived myself.

Reality is sometimes stranger then fiction:
Whatever happens in my dreams
I know it can't be worse than this,
So I prefer to sleep.

I am searching
~ without vision ~
For the answers in the dirt.

I am waiting
~ just for nothing ~
For the day when I'll be heard.

You're the sea in which I'm floating
And I lose myself in you.
I am feeling these sensations,
I communicate with you.

I am looking
~ without vision ~
For a different kind of way.

I am thinking
~ just for nothing ~
About that specific day.

You're the night so you're the dark side
Of a day I'll never see.
You're the past but everlasting,
Can you share one day with me?

You're the hand that I rejected
But I can't forgive myself:
I am selfish and unworthy
To think of, even to die for.

Reality is sometimes stranger then fiction:
Whatever happens in my dreams
I know it can't be worse than this,
So I prefer to sleep.

Tomorrow don't know where I'll be,
I need some place to go now,
So, do you know the way I fell
Or shall I give up my belief?

You're the lock I've never opened
'Cause I've thrown away the key.
I'm enclosed within my own thoughts:
They will never set me free.

You're the hand that I rejected
But I can't forgive myself:
I am selfish and unworthy
To think of, even to die for.

You're the question to the answer
And without there'll never be.
Any thoughts in this direction -
You've created this for me.

You're the hand that I rejected
But I can't forgive myself:
I am selfish and unworthy
To think of, even to die for.

Serenity is taking over all I am, it gives me peace
And all I see are visions of my destiny:
Why should I bleed and pay for the other's greed?

We conciously sign our oun sentence of death.
How can you go on, did you forget
What we have learned from the past?
We can't go on killing ourselves
And with us all the rest,
Why can't you see, don't you regret?

Reality is sometimes stranger then fiction:
Whatever happens in my dreams
I know it can't be worse than this,
So I prefer to sleep.

I am alone with all my thoughts,
Alone without a hope and
I've lost the thing I needed most -
I feel I can't survive this fall...

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