Just tipsiness,
so that we turn sober,
A scar, blemish,
so that we see clearer..
Our love-promise
will follow us..
Just some boldness
That we may kiss a while
Candy sweetness
That we may stoke the fire
Our love-promise
will follow us..
Fuerte fuerte
Y con la muerte
Voy a hacerte una cancion
Dentro dentro
Y con el viento
Me atormento sin razon
Our love-promise
will follow us..
Too heavy, our oaths and our ties..
Too short feel all these miles in trains
Mute all her words of love,
and mine....
Just tipsiness,
so that we turn sober
Just a blemish,
so that we see clearer.
Our love-promise
will follow us..
When it's mid-July
When we sigh at the doors
When our Heart takes us away
And that, having back-ache,
we tell ourselves, perhaps
Nothing can be as prestigious
as summits and days
When we suggest to ourselves
That we'd like to be perhaps,
A bit over the rules,
when we Wonder if
We could not be
eagles.