A viagem

É vão o amor, o ódio, ou o desdém                                                                     

Inútil o desejo e o sentimento

Lançar um grande amor aos pés d’alguém

O mesmo é que lançar flores ao vento!

Todos somos no mundo “Pedros Sem”,

Uma alegria é feita dum tormento,

Um riso é sempre um eco dum lamento,

Sabe-se-lá um beijo donde vem!

A mais nobre ilusão morre...desfaz-se...

Uma saudade morta em nós renasce

Que no mesmo momento é já perdida...

Amar-te a vida inteira eu não podia...

A gente esquece sempre o bom dum dia.

Que queres, ó meu Amor, se é isto a Vida!

I'm not the kind of fool

Who's gonna sit and sing to you

About stars, girl

But last night I looked up into

The dark half of the blue

And they'd gone backwards

Something in your magnetism Must have pissed them off Forcing them to get an early night

I have been searching from The bottom to the top For such a sight As the one I caught when I saw your

Fingers dimming in the lights Like you're used to being told that you're trouble And I spent all night Stuck on the puzzle

Nobody I asked Knew how he came to be the one To whom you surrendered

Any man who wasn't led away Into the other room Stood pretending

That something in your magnetism Hadn't just made him drop Whoever's hand it was that he was holding

I have been searching From the bottom to the top For such a sight As the one I caught when I saw your

Fingers dimming in the lights Like you're used to being told that you're trouble And I spent all night Stuck on the puzzle