Avidness,
of having you in my arms
whispering... words of love.
Avidness,
of having your charms
and kissing your lips once again...
Avidness,
of having you in my arms
whispering... words of love.
Avidness,
of having your charms
and kissing your lips once again...
Maybe I´m crying out my thoughts
my tears are like pearls, falling into the sea
and the drowsy echoes of this reverie
makes her present in my dreams.
Maybe you´ll be crying as you remember me
and frantically clasp my portrait at your bosom
and to your ears will drift, this savage melody
of echoes of the sadness, of being without you.
Avidness,
of having you in my arms
whispering... words of love.
Avidness,
of having your charms
and kissing your lips once again...
Avidness,
of having you in my arms
whispering... words of love.
Avidness,
of having your charms
and kissing your lips once again...
Maybe I´m crying out my thoughts
my tears are like pearls, falling into the sea
and the drowsy echoes of this reverie
makes her present in my dreams.
Maybe you´ll be crying as you remember me
and frantically clasp my portrait at your bosom
and to your ears will drift, this savage melody
of echoes of the sadness, of being without you.