On the tide withdrawn she disappeared, back to the deepest sea The shells whisper secretly, she's the one I've waited for a thousand years I feel it in the salted air, in the moon's moist breath A need to recreate the worlds we once shared
Medieval mosques had warmed her then, charcoal blackened her eyes Young, intense, untouchable. Weaving her spiral of desire She had dreams beneath a golden sun, festivals passionate Traded cruelly between hands of men, a possession. Masked, bound and sold I listened to dreams of another life, painted in luscious breath
Pescaré a mi amor con mis dolores Pescaré a mi amor con mis dolores
Beneath the sea is a tower, in the tower there's a window where she waits It's a shame she sleeps alone, reach out to me I will come to you In that case let me be a fisherman, I'll fish for my love with my sorrows
En la mar hay una torre Y en la torre una ventana Y en la ventana una niña Que a los marineros ama Y en la ventana una niña Que a los marineros ama Si la mar se hace leche Yo me hago pescador Pescaré a mis dolores Con palabritas de amor Pescaré a mis dolores Con palabritas de amorTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
