
Impõe-se
nas crateras
uma luminosidade
antiga e
crescente
que
seja capaz de
implorar-se
nas artérias
Escultural devaneio
You are my personal possession,
You're mine alone
You are my personal possession,
My very own.
Nobody else must kiss you but me,
Nobody else must miss you but me.
Nobody must dream of you but me,
And nobody else must love you but me.
You're my personal possession,
That's what you are.
You're my magnificent obsession,
My lucky star.
I own you exclusively,
Darling, you belong to me.
You're my personal possession,
My precious love!
(Background vocals:)
(Nobody else must kiss you but me,
Nobody else must miss you but me.
Nobody must dream of you but me)
(Nat:)
And nobody else must love you but me.
You're my personal possession,
That's what you are.
You're my magnificent obsession,
My lucky star.
I own you exclusively,
Darling, you belong to me.
You're my personal possession,
My precious love!
♏
Nat King Cole
2 comments:
Batimento incessante a pedir subtilezas. Nas profundezas as crateras sabem como o brilho orienta a visão
As duras correntes de lava infiltram-se na melodia e arrastam as marés no próprio horizonte:)
Magnetikiss;)
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