Is it real?
I didn’t get it right away,
not today.
On my screen,
you were here along the way,
don’t you say.We can count on one another,
that’s what love is all about.
Again, let’s try to work it out.**
So bright,
can’t get out of my mind,
the sign of better days.
So bright,
in a blink of an eye.
**Summer breeze,
blowing through the silver lake,
morning haze.
Now it’s clear,
you’ll never call my name again—
such a shame.

I could be the one for you baby,
I tend to be real hesitant like maybe,
But I be think bout you on the daily,
You got me crazy.

Boy you got me spinning,
I'm running circles round you,
Boy you must be kidding,
I'm running circles it’s true.

Spinning around and around, round and around,
Spinning around and around, round and around.

I'm hoping it’s not obvious I want ya,
I look at you and damn I cannot fault ya,
Feelings got me messy this is torture,
I need my head back in order.

Boy you got me spinning,
I'm running circles round you,
Boy you must be kidding,
I'm running circles it’s true.

Spinning around and around, round and around,
Spinning around and around, round and around.

ENG:

Carry the herd above
Over the Mountains tops
Carrying a world of life
Carry
Carry
Keeping a part of light
Carry
Carry

FR:

Transporter le troupeau vers le haut
Sur les sommets des montagnes
Portant un monde de vie
Porter
Porter
Garder une part de lumière
Porter
Porter

Can you hear me knocking?
Can you hear me knocking at your heart?
I can wait patiently at the door,
I could hear you dreaming,
I swear I could hear you dreaming,
And that dream could be real it could come true,
I can wait patiently,
For me and you.

Have you seen the garden,
That ever changing garden,
It blooms and then dies over again,
And that is the way that love, that love can be.

And we never know which way to run,
And we don't care if we can't see the sun,
And we don't know what tomorrow,
What tomorrow brings,
And we don't know much about anything,
But I know this dream could be real.

But everything takes practice,
Experience and wisdom,
A candle that lights up then fades away,
You could be gone tomorrow,
But here today,
Can you hear me knocking?
Can you hear me knocking at your heart?
I can wait patiently at your door.

You were over there,
And I needed to be,
As close to something,
That looks like you and me,
That looks like you and me,
Those yellow falling leaves.

That I recall,
They're going south for the winter,
Leaving it all,
With you my life’s just better,
Ohhhh.

You would sit across,
That dusty hall,
And I asked myself some questions,
Can I fly or will I fall,
Can I fly or will I fall,
Can I be with you at all?

And I recall,
Your breath in the cold dark winter,
Leaving it all,
With you my life’s gets better,
Ohhhh.

BR:
Tem santo pra todo canto
tem canto pra todo santo, garanto
tudo me encanta nesse imenso mar
ouço a rainha mãe Oxum cantar
finjo brincando não saber nadar
todos os santos virão me salvar

ENG:
There's a saint on every corner
there's a song for every saint, I guarantee
everything enchants me in this immense sea
I hear Mother Queen Oxum sing
I playfully pretend not to know how to swim
all the saints will come and save me

FR:
Quand mes pensées vont parfois,
Vers des lieux distants

Là ou j’étais autrefois

Je vois palpitant


paraître un pays au-delà du grand océan
paraître des bribes de joie,
de tendresse
je ne pourrai oublier les couleurs,
le vent
les gens, la sérénité,

le
bonheur présent
là-basje pouvais ralentir le tempo le temps
je chantais à en ravir la paresse

comme autrefois,
comme autrefois
en douceur

rechercher la cadence
comme autrefois,
comme autrefois
lentement pour trouver résonance


si mon passé quelques fois m’est si apaisant
c’est qu’il recèle l’émoi d’un ailleurs distant

là-bas je savais que l’on peut sourire autrement

je chantais fou de joie, de tristesse


comme autrefois, comme autrefois
en douceur rechercher la cadence
comme autrefois,
comme autrefois
lentement pour trouver résonance
ENG:
When my thoughts go sometimes
To distant places
Where I once was
I see a land
a land beyond the great ocean
brief glimpses of joy, of tenderness
I can't forget the colors, the wind
the people, the serenity, the happiness of the moment
over there I could slow down the tempo of time
I would sing to the joy of idleness

as in days gone by, as in days gone by
gently in search of the cadence
as in days gone by, as in days gone by
slowly to find resonance


if my past is sometimes so soothing to me
it's because it conceals the stirrings of a distant elsewhere
there I knew that one could in a different way
i would sing crazy with joy, with sadness

as in days gone by, as in days gone by
gently in search of the cadence
as in days gone by, as in days gone by
slowly to find resonance