Monte Castelo
Renato Russo
Castle Hill
Even if I spoke the language of men
And spoke the language of angels
Without love, I would be nothing
It's just love, it's just love
That knows what is true
Love is good, it doesn't want evil
It doesn't feel envy or boast
Love is the fire that burns unseen
It's a wound that hurts and isn't felt
It's a discontented contentment
It's pain that drives without hurting
Even if I spoke the language of men
And spoke the language of angels
Without love, I would be nothing
It's a not wanting more than wanting well
It's walking lonely among people
It's not being content with being content
It's caring that you gain by losing
It's being held by will
It's serving the victor, the winner
It's having loyalty to the one who kills us
So contrary to itself is love
I am awake and everyone sleeps
Everyone sleeps, everyone sleeps
Now I see in part
But then we will see face to face
It's just love, it's just love
That knows what is true
Even if I spoke the language of men
And spoke the language of angels
Without love, I would be nothing
