World Before Columbus
If your love were taken from me
Every color would be black and white
It would be as flat as the world before Columbus
That's the day that I lose half my sight
If your life were taken from me
All the trees would freeze in this cold ground
It would be as cruel as the world before Columbus
Sail to the edge and I'd be there looking down
Those men who lust for land
And for riches strange and new
Who love those trinkets of desire
Oh they never will have you
And they'll never know the gold
Or the copper in your hair
How could they weigh the worth
Of you so rare
If your love were taken from me
Every light that's bright would soon go dim
It would be as dark as the world before Columbus
Down the waterfall and I'd swim over the brim
Those men who lust for land
And for riches strange and new
Who love those trinkets of desire
Oh they will never have you
And they'll never know the gold
Or the copper in your hair
How could they weigh the worth
Of you so rare
Mundo Antes de Colón
Si tu amor me fuera arrebatado
Cada color sería blanco y negro
Sería tan plano como el mundo antes de Colón
Ese día perdería la mitad de mi vista
Si tu vida me fuera arrebatada
Todos los árboles se congelarían en esta tierra fría
Sería tan cruel como el mundo antes de Colón
Navegar hasta el borde y estaría allí mirando hacia abajo
Esos hombres que codician tierras
Y riquezas extrañas y nuevas
Que aman esas baratijas del deseo
Oh, nunca te tendrán
Y nunca conocerán el oro
O el cobre de tu cabello
¿Cómo podrían valorar
Tu rareza?
Si tu amor me fuera arrebatado
Cada luz brillante pronto se apagaría
Sería tan oscuro como el mundo antes de Colón
Bajaría por la cascada y nadaría sobre el borde
Esos hombres que codician tierras
Y riquezas extrañas y nuevas
Que aman esas baratijas del deseo
Oh, nunca te tendrán
Y nunca conocerán el oro
O el cobre de tu cabello
¿Cómo podrían valorar
Tu rareza