sábado, 9 de outubro de 2010

Memoirs of an Imperfect Angel (Memórias de um Anjo Imperfeito)

Even the good memories may turn into sadness
If you just think they will never happen again
Life is short. See, how short life is!
I keep on fighting against myself,
But God knows if I will bear the pain.
You are still on my mind.
Wish you were here by my side.

Remember how much I wanted to meet you
And take you to see the sunset?
Maybe we will never meet up again,
But the sun will still be there.
And, maybe, if you let me so
Maybe I can wait for you.

It was uncertain and now it is even more uncertain
When you were gone, you took away my happiness
How could I not say that the best of my life was with you

How nice it was to escape from your eyes,
Pretend not to know where to go just to meet you, by chance.
This kind of love, nobody will ever understand.
My behavior made it clear enough for you?

Telling everyone what I felt for you
As if you were not there, but nobody could know it
With those whole lies, I said my biggest truth.
Had you ever seen a declaration of love like that?
It may be hard for some, it was so easy to me.

You took me to another planet without any visa or passport.
With a love like this, why should I worry about luck?
As those whole "equal hours" went by, I counted them to see you
And this magical feeling, now I have to forget.

But I don't want to. It's not easy.
You should know it's not easy.
Don't you know it is not easy?
Does the same happen to you?
Or could you forget it yet?
The songs on the radio, the hours
The whole afternoons, and how nice it used to be to see you by the mornings too.
Now all that I can do is to hear some news about you
Just so I keep the habit to keep thinking about you.
If it wasn't for you, maybe I wouldn't have done so many things.
And, maybe, I'd even regret doing some other things.
But I don't regret doing anything.
If I could turn back time, I wouldn't change a thing.
I would just repair some of my mistakes
So I could live some more time by your side.
Now, it's not up to me, there ain't nothing I can do.
Never meant to get this hurt, try to understand.

Maybe you don't want to meet me up again,
But the sun will still be there.

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