Fue pasión. Fui yo: 100 por cien yo. Y tú.
Desnudaste mi alma y me cosiste alas.
Me elevé como Ícaro hacia el sol...
Todo se oscureció en mi caída.
¿Qué nos deja el amor cuando sólo podemos sentir un tremendo hueco de vacío en el alma?
La noche se acaba, y un nuevo mañana volverá a amanecer.
I am waiting for the daylight.
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Midnight
Not a sound from the pavement
Has the moon lost her memory?
She is smiling alone
In the lamplight
The withered leaves collect at my feet
And the wind begins to moan
Memory
All alone in the moonlight
I can smile at the old days
Life was beautiful then
I remember
The time I knew what happiness was
Let the mem'ry live again
Every street lamp
Seems to beat
A fatalistic warning
Someone mutters
And a street lamp gutters
And soon it will be morning
Daylight
I must wait for the sunrise
I must think of a new life
And I mustn't give in
When the dawn comes
Tonight will be a memory too
And a new life will begin
Burnt out ends of smokey days
The stale cold smell of morning
The street lamp dies
Another night is over
Another day is dawning
Touch me
It's so easy to leave me
All alone with my memory
Of my days in the sun
If you touch me
You'll understand what happiness is
Look a new day has begun.
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Sarah Brightman: Memory (Cats)
