Moon River

Moon river... no te olvidaré,
yo no me dejaré llevar
por el agua, agua turbia
del río de la luna
que suena al pasar.

Río y luna, dime dónde están,
mi dios, el bien y el mal,
decid.

Yo quiero saber
qué se esconde en la oscuridad
y tú lo encontrarás,
río y luna... adiós.

Mi luna, ven y alúmbrame,
no sé ni dónde estoy, por qué.
Oigo el rumor de aguas turbias
que me llevan lejos, muy lejos de mí.

Moon river... dime dónde están
mi dios, el bien y el mal,
decid.

Yo quiero saber
qué se esconde en la oscuridad
y tú lo encontrarás,
Moon river... adiós.
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# Posté le mardi 07 juillet 2009 07:26

Successful living

Successful living
Etape franchie, victoire marquée, un pas de plus vers l' à venir. Ce qui nous attends...
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# Posté le vendredi 26 juin 2009 11:23

Etrange

Etrange
Une empreinte d'une mélancolie intarissable et d'une promesse de joie.
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# Posté le mardi 24 mars 2009 17:52

Modifié le jeudi 14 mai 2009 10:26

Slipping through my fingers

Schoolbag in hand, she leaves home in the early morning
Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile
I watch her go with a surge of that well-known sadness
And I have to sit down for a while
The feeling that Im losing her forever
And without really entering her world
Im glad whenever I can share her laughter
That funny little girl

Slipping through my fingers all the time
I try to capture every minute
The feeling in it
Slipping through my fingers all the time
Do I really see whats in her mind
Each time I think Im close to knowing
She keeps on growing
Slipping through my fingers all the time

Sleep in our eyes, her and me at the breakfast table
Barely awake, I let precious time go by
Then when shes gone theres that odd melancholy feeling
And a sense of guilt I cant deny
What happened to the wonderful adventures
The places I had planned for us to go
(slipping through my fingers all the time)
Well, some of that we did but most we didnt
And why I just dont know

Slipping through my fingers all the time
I try to capture every minute
The feeling in it
Slipping through my fingers all the time
Do I really see whats in her mind
Each time I think Im close to knowing
She keeps on growing
Slipping through my fingers all the time

Sometimes I wish that I could freeze the picture
And save it from the funny tricks of time
Slipping through my fingers...

Slipping through my fingers all the time

Schoolbag in hand she leaves home in the early morning
Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile...
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# Posté le lundi 22 décembre 2008 15:56