Band: Letras Vivas |
THAT DOES NOT GIVE BIRTH TO THE WIND.
I do not know, which has this woman,
that it makes me shake, in spite of only travelling his look on me I already do not breathe solitude, knowing that in the end, of the day I will write with his notes my song.
That does not give birth to the wind,
it takes my silence to her,
that does not extinguish the fire,
it melts my passion with her.
Today I know that for the first time,
they will have to depend, my songs of his voice,
my poems of his skin,
finally in the street of the love, I walk myself without fear
I am a ground turned in flower, I ask already only...
(copyright Music / Rubén
Oliveira und Juan Carlos Oliveira)
Translation by Angela J. Shirley
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