A Voz
A voz que não fala
Mas dá presença do silêncio
Me diz aquilo que se esconde
Por trás do que penso
A voz que não fala
Mas dá presença do silêncio
Me diz aquilo que se esconde
Por trás do que penso
E me virou a cabeça
E me virou a cabeça
E agora que eu vivo do lado avesso de mim
Me recordo e vejo que sobrou tão pouco
Do que eu pensava ser
Do que eu pensava
Do que eu pensava ser
Do que eu pensava
E agora que eu vivo do lado avesso de mim
Me recordo e vejo que sobrou tão pouco
Do que eu pensava ser
Do que eu pensava
Do que eu pensava ser
Do que eu pensava
Do que eu pensava ser
Do que eu pensava
Do que eu pensava ser
Do que eu pensava
Do que eu pensava ser
Do que eu pensava
E agora que eu vivo do lado avesso de mim
Me recordo e vejo que sobrou tão pouco
Do que eu pensava ser
Do que eu pensava
Do que eu pensava ser
Do que eu pensava
Do que eu pensava ser
Do que eu pensava
Do que eu pensava ser
Do que eu pensava
Do que eu pensava ser
Do que eu pensava
The Voice
The voice that doesn't speak
But brings the presence of silence
Tells me what’s hidden
Behind what I think
The voice that doesn't speak
But brings the presence of silence
Tells me what’s hidden
Behind what I think
And it turned my head
And it turned my head
And now that I live on the flip side of me
I remember and see that so little is left
Of what I thought I was
Of what I thought
Of what I thought I was
Of what I thought
And now that I live on the flip side of me
I remember and see that so little is left
Of what I thought I was
Of what I thought
Of what I thought I was
Of what I thought
Of what I thought I was
Of what I thought
Of what I thought I was
Of what I thought
Of what I thought I was
Of what I thought
And now that I live on the flip side of me
I remember and see that so little is left
Of what I thought I was
Of what I thought
Of what I thought I was
Of what I thought
Of what I thought I was
Of what I thought
Of what I thought I was
Of what I thought
Of what I thought I was
Of what I thought
Escrita por: Francisco Gil