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Be free of all the pain...
Fonte em Santarém
Agora que a estrada nos escapa
É que eu vejo no rodopiar das horas
A creuza do silêncio!
E quando queremos dançar com o vento
Nesse campo desterrado de artefactos
É que eclodem as lágrimas
Por ter que estar onde não estás.
Parisienne Moonlight
I feel I know you
I don't know how
I don't know why
I see you feel for me
You cried with me
You would die for me
I know I need you
I want you to
Be free of all the pain
You hold inside
You cannot hide
I know you tried
To be who you couldn't be
You tried to see inside of me
And now I'm leaving you
I don't want to go
Away from you
Please try to understand
Take my hand
Be free of all the pain
You hold inside
You cannot hide
I know you tried
To feel...
To feel...
Agora que a estrada nos escapa
É que eu vejo no rodopiar das horas
A creuza do silêncio!
E quando queremos dançar com o vento
Nesse campo desterrado de artefactos
É que eclodem as lágrimas
Por ter que estar onde não estás.
Parisienne Moonlight
I feel I know you
I don't know how
I don't know why
I see you feel for me
You cried with me
You would die for me
I know I need you
I want you to
Be free of all the pain
You hold inside
You cannot hide
I know you tried
To be who you couldn't be
You tried to see inside of me
And now I'm leaving you
I don't want to go
Away from you
Please try to understand
Take my hand
Be free of all the pain
You hold inside
You cannot hide
I know you tried
To feel...
To feel...
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Anekke Van Giersbergen,
Parisienne Moonlight song,
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