quarta-feira, 20 de janeiro de 2010

Spring Awakening - Touch Me (O Despertar da Primavera)



Spring Awakening - Touch Me
(O Despertar da Primavera)

[Melchior]
Where I go, when i go there
No more memory anymore
Only men on distant ships
The women with them
Swimming with them, to shore

[Moritz]
Where I go, when I go there
No more whispering anymore
Only hymns upon your lips
A mystic wisdom,
Rising with them, to shore

[Ernst]
Touch me
Just like that
And that-oh, yeah-now
That's heaven
Now, that I like
God that's so nice
Now lower down
Where the figs lie

[Moritz] (Spoken)
Still, you must admit
With the two anatomies
It truly is daunting
I mean how everything might

[Melchior] (Spoken)
Measure up?

[Moritz] (Spoken)
Not that I'm saying I wouldn't
I wouldn't want to not
Would ever not want to

[Melchior] (Spoken)
Moritz?

[Moritz] (Spoken)
I have to go

[Melchior] (Spoken)
Moritz, wait

[Otto]
Where I go when I go there
No more shadows anymore
Only men with golden fins
The rythm in them
Rocking with them, to shore

[Georg]
Where I go when I go there
no more weeping anymore
Only in and out your lips
the broken wishes
Washing with them, to shore

[All]
Touch me
All silent
Tell me, please
All is forgiven
Consume my wine
Consume my mind
I'll tell you how
How the winds sigh

Touch me-just try it
Now there
That's it
God that's heaven
Touch me
I'll love your light
I'll love you right
We'll wander down
Where the sins lie

Touch me
Just like that
Now lower down
Where the sins lie

Love me
Just for a bit
We'll wander down
Where the winds sigh
Where the winds sigh
Where the winds sigh

Spring Awakening - The Guilty Ones (O Despertar da Primavera)



Spring Awakening - The Guilty Ones
O despertar da Primavera


WENDLA
Something’s started crazy –
Sweet and unknown

Something you keep
In a box on the street –
Now it’s longing for a home

ALL
And who can say what dreams are?

WENDLA
Wake me in time to be lonely and sad

ALL
And who can say what we are?

WENDLA
This is the season for dreaming

And now our bodies are the guilty ones
Who touch
And color the hours

Night won’t breathe
Oh how we
Fall into silence from the sky

And whisper some silver reply

MELCHIOR
Pulse is gone and racing –
All fits and starts

Window by window
You try and look into
This brave new you that you are

ALL
And who can say what dreams are?

MELCHIOR & WENDLA
Wake me in time to be out in the cold

ALL
And who can say what we are?

MELCHIOR & WENDLA
This is the reason for dreaming

ALL
And now our bodies are the guilty ones –
Our touch
Will fill every hour

Huge and dark
Oh our hearts
Will murmur the blues from on high

Then whisper some silver reply

And now our bodies are the guilty ones –
Our touch
Will color hours

Night won’t breathe
Oh how we
Fall in silence from the sky

Then whisper some silver reply