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Suppose the night sings songs of sleep But the words can't ring or reach us. Does it matter if we hear them wail When all we do is sink not sail Mi encantadora, I'm on your trail There's a purpose here lost in the wind But before the rain starts and the storm begins I've got to say to you something I don't know If I can't hold it in before the winter snow Mi encantadora, you're the place I go Think of lights high in the apartment suites Who might live there and what they eat Do you think they ever think of us? Two lovers lost among the frozen dusk Mi encantadora, slay me if you must Has your life ever passed you by And you think back with teary eyes Of all the people that have come and gone And how many of them never said so long Mi encantadora, is it right or wrong? I can't answer everything you ask I will do my best, I can't give more than that If you bleed than you can bleed on me And I won't sigh when you need me Mi encantadora, it's your life that feeds me As if all the things that I've ever done Meant nothing until we begun And everything from here on in Will mark my grave and do me in Mi encantadora, I hope we die as friends
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Dec 22, 2015
Dec 22, 2015 at 4:13 PM UTC
Mi Encantadora (My Lovely)
Suppose the night sings songs of sleep But the words can't ring or reach us. Does it matter if we hear them wail When all we do is sink not sail Mi encantadora, I'm on your trail There's a purpose here lost in the wind But before the rain starts and the storm begins I've got to say to you something I don't know If I can't hold it in before the winter snow Mi encantadora, you're the place I go Think of lights high in the apartment suites Who might live there and what they eat Do you think they ever think of us? Two lovers lost among the frozen dusk Mi encantadora, slay me if you must Has your life ever passed you by And you think back with teary eyes Of all the people that have come and gone And how many of them never said so long Mi encantadora, is it right or wrong? I can't answer everything you ask I will do my best, I can't give more than that If you bleed than you can bleed on me And I won't sigh when you need me Mi encantadora, it's your life that feeds me As if all the things that I've ever done Meant nothing until we begun And everything from here on in Will mark my grave and do me in Mi encantadora, I hope we die as friends
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Dec 22, 2015
Dec 22, 2015 at 4:13 PM UTC
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