La Luna Gris
Manuel Moreira
The Gray Moon
There are leaks in the soul and I can go crazy
I get on a trip and think it may seem
A heart that beats more than it gives
Melodies return that I prefer to forget
Joy comes at a price and it's loneliness
We are nothing but lies and truth
How many kisses went to give all in the sun?
How many blows can a heart endure?
How many times do I have to be born to die?
Reincarnation that never tires of suffering
Wandering around
And like your eyes is the gray moon
And like your eyes is the gray moon
Today I realized that I cling to a wall
We are mirages of what we dream of being
When resentment confuses us in love
How many kisses went to give all in the sun?
How many blows can a heart endure?
How many times do I have to be born to die?
Reincarnation that never tires of suffering
And like your eyes is the gray moon
And like your eyes is the gray moon
Time turns on me
And I will never return
The rain that clings to you will die with the body