Idioma Origen:
She
May be the face I can't forget,
the trace of pleasure or regret,
May be my treasure or the price I have to pay.
She
May be the song that summer sings,
May be the chill that autumn brings,
May be a hundred different things
within the measure of a day.
She
May be the beauty or the beast,
May be the famine or the feast,
May turn each day into a heaven or a hell.
She may be the mirror of my dreams;
the smile reflected in a stream,
she may not be what she may seem
inside her shell.
She
Who always seems so happy in a crowd,
Whose eyes can be so private and so proud,
No one's allowed to see them when they cry.
She
May be the love that cannot hope to last,
May come to me from shadows of the past
that I'll remember till the day I die.
She
May be the reason I survive,
the why and wherefore I'm alive,
the one I'll care for through the rough in ready years.
Me I'll take her laughter and her tears
and make them all my souvenirs,
for where she goes I've got to be.
The meaning of my life is
She, She, oh she
Idioma Destino:
She
May be the face I can't forget,
the trace of pleasure or regret,
May be my treasure or the price I have to pay.
She
May be the song that summer sings,
May be the chill that autumn brings,
May be a hundred different things
within the measure of a day.
She
May be the beauty or the beast,
May be the famine or the feast,
May turn each day into a heaven or a hell.
She may be the mirror of my dreams;
the smile reflected in a stream,
she may not be what she may seem
inside her shell.
She
Who always seems so happy in a crowd,
Whose eyes can be so private and so proud,
No one's allowed to see them when they cry.
She
May be the love that cannot hope to last,
May come to me from shadows of the past
that I'll remember till the day I die.
She
May be the reason I survive,
the why and wherefore I'm alive,
the one I'll care for through the rough in ready years.
Me I'll take her laughter and her tears
and make them all my souvenirs,
for where she goes I've got to be.
The meaning of my life is
She, She, oh she