Quizás nos amamos demasiado fuerte. Quizá no supimos medir nuestras fuerzas. Sí, es posible que me aprendiese de memoria tu rostro. Tu cuerpo.
Quizás cuando te fuiste, el recuerdo de todo tú se quedó conmigo, espero que no para siempre.
Es eterno, de momento, y es extraño pensarte aún.
Quizá puse demasiada fuerza en quererte, y no supe hacerme a la idea de que podías dejarme.
Y me dejaste sin fuerzas, y sin ganas de nadie más que tú.
Una dependencia enfermiza, que aún hoy, años ha, me hace recordarte.
Lover's eyes
Well, love was kind, for a time
But now just aches and it makes me blind
This mirror holds my eyes too bright
I can't see others in my life
Were we too young? Our heads too strong?
To bear the weight of these lover's eyes
Because I feel numb, beneath your tongue
Beneath the curse of these lover's eyes
But do not ask the price I pay
I must live with my quiet rage
Tame the ghosts in my head
That run wild and wish me dead
Should you shake my ash to the wind
Lord, forget all of my sins
Oh, let me die where I lie
Neath the curse of my lover's eyes
Because there's no drink or drug I´ve tried
To rid the curse of these lover's eyes
And I feel numb, beneath your tongue
Your strength just makes me feel less strong
But do not ask the price I pay
I must live with my quiet rage
Tame the ghosts in my head
That run wild and wish me dead
Should you shake my ash to the wind
Lord, forget all of my sins
Oh, let me die where I lie
Neath the curse of my lover's eyes
And I'll walk slow, I'll walk slow
Take my hand, help me on my way
And I'll walk slow, I'll walk slow
Take my hand, I'll be on my way
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