Garra Dos Sentidos
Diana Vilarinho
Claws of the Senses
I don't want to sing of love
Love is lost steps
Cold rays of sunlight
Green claws of the senses
They're racing horses
With wings of iron and lead
Fallen in the deep waters
I don't want to sing of love
Forbidden paradises
Unjust contentments
Happy adversity
Love is lost steps
It's the madness in the gazes
A joyful party of tears
It's obedient fury
Cold rays of sunlight
Defended from bad luck
The wise men
Have in their wondrous hands
Green claws of the senses
I don't want to sing of love
Nor speak of its reasons
