The Spring Dream
(Camila Zoschke / João Pimentel)
I try to keep life not so deep, not so hard, not so down
I lie to all these people that never get out of my clouds
Would you help me
In this night?
Would you lend me
your shoulder and your pillow
and your sweet lips?
Meet me there
In the Land of Hope
We'll swim together
Without our clothes
The only happy deal in this lier world
I want to remind your face in my lunch, in my trial, in my dreams
I must strike again all those stones that affected my heart
Would you hold me
Till my sleep?
Would you lend me
your shoulder and your pillow
and your sweet lips?
(I'm not satisfied)
I'll be back
Wait for me
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