Damien Rice

Hoje quando vinha a conduzir para Lisboa e a ouvir rádio, alguém pediu para passar a música the blower's daughter do Damien Rice, fiquei surpreendida, nunca tinha ouvido passar numa rádio portuguesa.

Dizem que não há amor como o primeiro... esta foi a primeira música que ouvi dele e é a minha preferida, tal como todas as outras é como um whisper on the ear...

We might kiss when we are alone

When nobody's watching

We might take it home

We might make out when nobody's there

It's not that we're scared

It's just that it's delicate

.

So why do you fill my sorrow

With the words you've borrowed

From the only place you've known

And why do you sing Hallelujah

If it means nothing to you

Why do you sing with me at all?

.

We might live like never before

When there's nothing to give

Well how can we ask for more

We might make love in some secret place

The look on your face is delicate

.

So why do you fill my sorrow

With the words you've borrowed

From the only place you've known

And why do you sing Hallelujah

If it means nothing to you

Why do you sing with me at all?

.

So why do you fill my sorrow

With the words you've borrowed

From the only place you've known

And why do you sing Hallelujah

If it means nothing to you

Why do you sing with me at all?

Damien Rice
Delicate
www.damienrice.com