Paroles de Saudades
There's a word, for longing,For someone, or something,
That can't be found, in our language.
It's a type of anguish, our words don't know.
'Cause love goes,
Like a gypsy shawl.
Like an arrow,
Love is fast, and life is slow.
Like a jet plane,
Like a single day.
It comes,
And goes away.
I loved him, I love him still,
Perhaps I never did, perhaps I always will.
But I walked away, and he turned his back,
Now all I'm counting is all I lack.
'Cause love goes,
Like a gypsy shawl.
Like an arrow,
Love is fast, and life is slow.
Like a jet plane,
Like a single day.
It comes, It's him, that I've been longing for,
Now a memory in my head.
Because love goes,
Like a gypsy shawl.
Like an arrow,
Love is fast, and life is slow.
Like a jet plane,
Like a single day.
It comes,
And goes away.
Like an arrow,
Love is fast, and life is slow.
Like a jet plane,
Like a single day.
It comes,
And goes away.
I loved him, I love him still,
Perhaps I never did, perhaps I always will.
But I walked away, and he turned his back,
Now all I'm counting is all I lack.
'Cause love goes,
Like a gypsy shawl.
Like an arrow,
Love is fast, and life is slow.
Like a jet plane,
Like a single day.
It comes, It's him, that I've been longing for,
Now a memory in my head.
Because love goes,
Like a gypsy shawl.
Like an arrow,
Love is fast, and life is slow.
Like a jet plane,
Like a single day.
It comes,
And goes away.
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