ROXETTE

IT MUST HAVE BEEN LOVE

 

Lay a whisper on my pillow,

leave the winter on the ground.

I wake up lonely,

there's air of silence in the bedroom and all around.

Touch me now,

I close my eyes and dream away.

 

It must have been love but it's over now.

It must have been good but I lost it somehow.

It must have been love but it's over now.

From the moment we touched 'til the time had run out.

Make-believing we're together,

that I'm sheltered by your heart.

But in and outside I've turned to water like a

teardrop in your palm.

And it's a hard winter's day, I dream away.

It must have been love but it's over now,

it was all that I wanted,

now I'm living without.

It must have been love but it's over now,

it's where the water flows, it's where the wind blows

 

 

NO SE SI ES AMOR

 

Es como amor pero no lo sé.

Sabe a besos mi almohada

Madrugada y él no está .

 

Solitaria en mi cama

si él me ama por qué se va.

Es amor o no es amor no lo sé.

 

No sé si es amor pero lo parece

todo puede ser... con él soy feliz

pero vivo sin él.

 

No sé si es amor pero crece y crece

tan por dentro de mi que se ve a fior da piel.

Qué curioso! siempre juntos

él con nadie yo con él.

 

Y se me escapa entre los dedos

medio angel medio cruel.

Eso es amor o no sa amor yo no lo sé.

 

No sé si es amor pero lo parece

y me temo que yo estoy loca por él.

No sé si es amor todo puede ser...

Es algo c iido, es algo intimo.

 

No sé si es amor...

No sé si es amor...

todo puede ser...

Es algo c iido, es algo intimo.

 

 

WISH I COULD FLY

 

Halfway through the night I wake up in a dream

Echoes in my head

Make every whisper turn into a scream

 

I dreamed I could fly Out in the blue

Over this town  Following you

Over the trees Subways and cars

I'd try to find out  Who you really are

 

In the middle of the night

Cool sweatin' in my bed

Got the windows open wide

Thinkin' about all the things you said

 

I wish I could fly Out in the blue

Over this town  Following you

I'd fly over rooftops The great boulevards

To try to find out Who you really are

Who you really are

I wish I could fly now Wish I could fly now

Wish I could fly now

 

I wish I could fly Around and around

Over this town  The dirt on the ground

I'd follow your course Of doors left ajar

To try to find out  Who you really are

To try to find out Who you really are

 

 

 

 

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