Like a summer thursday
Her face was crystal
fair and fine
her breath was morning
her lips were wine
her eyes were laughter
her touch divine
her face was crystal
and she was mine
If only she
could feel my pain
but feelin' is a burden
she can't sustain
so like a summer thursday
I cry for rain
to come and turn
the ground to green again
If only she
could her my songs
'bout the empty difference
'tween the rights and wrongs
then I know that I
could stand alone
as well as they
now that she's gone
Her face was crystal
fair and fine
her breath was morning
her lips were wine
her eyes were laughter
her touch divine
her face was crystal
and she was mine
Como un jueves de verano
Su rostro era cristal
claro y fino
su aliento era mañana
sus labios eran vino
sus ojos eran risa
su toque divino
su rostro era cristal
y ella era mía
Si tan solo ella
pudiera sentir mi dolor
pero sentir es una carga
que no puede sostener
así que como un jueves de verano
lloro por la lluvia
que venga y convierta
la tierra en verde otra vez
Si tan solo ella
pudiera escuchar mis canciones
sobre la vacía diferencia
entre lo correcto y lo incorrecto
entonces sé que yo
podría estar solo
tan bien como ellos
ahora que ella se ha ido
Su rostro era cristal
claro y fino
su aliento era mañana
sus labios eran vino
sus ojos eran risa
su toque divino
su rostro era cristal
y ella era mía
Escrita por: Townes Van Zandt