Petjades
El dia s'acaba i,
totes les seves petjades,
no em deixen reconèixer
les teves passes.
Pot ser un bon senyal,
que hagi passat
sense haver-te seguit
el rastre.
totes les seves petjades,
no em deixen reconèixer
les teves passes.
Pot ser un bon senyal,
que hagi passat
sense haver-te seguit
el rastre.
Traces (Anthony Phillips - Invisible Man)
ResponEliminaThe girl in the gallery,
The way she moves her air,
Footsteps in the Autumn leaves,
Turning and finding no-one there.
Chorus:
Traces of you in the morning light
Traces of you in the night
You’re haunting me still
I don’t even have to try
I always find – those.
Traces of you all around my life
Traces of you like a Knife
Twisting inside my heart
You’re tearing my world apart
Don’t torture me.
The ring of the telephone
The quizzical hello
The glass in my shaking hand
Lying shattered in the snow
I saw a face in a picture show
Those Alborado eyes – calling me
I see trees, I see indigo
I can’t keep up this disguise.
No les pots seguir, però no has oblidat, i això pot èsser un problema...
ResponEliminaPot ploure o pujar la marea...i llavors encara quedaran menys traces per seguir...
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