Noite cinza de frio - Gray night

Parece que foi ontem,
Mas um ontem de muito tempo atrás.
Ainda tenho em mim
O gosto de seus lábios
E guardado na memoria
O brilho de seus olhos.
Mesmo se cruzar oceanos,
Mesmo se voar ate a lua,
A lembrança irá me perseguir,
Atormentar,
Machucar.
Estou me esforçando
Para matar a esperança
De ter você em meus braços.
Quanto ao amor
Vou transformando ele em paixão,
Depois em amizade
E a amizade em algo mais superficial,
Ate não significar nada,
Ate se tornar coisa sem importância,
Lembrança vazia
De uma noite fria e cinza.

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Gray night

It feels like yesterday,

But a yesterday from a long time ago.

I still have inside me

The taste of your lips,

And kept in my memory

The shine of your eyes.

Even if I cross oceans,

Even if I fly to the moon,

The memory will hunt me,

Torment me,

Hurt me.

I'm struggling

To kill the hope

Of having you in my arms.

As for love,

I'm turning it into passion,

Then into friendship,

And friendship into something more superficial,

Until it means nothing.

Until it becomes a thing of no importance,

An empty memory

Of a gray and cold night.

I'm struggling

To kill the hope

Of having you in my arms.

As for love,

I'm turning it into passion,

Then into friendship,

And friendship into something more superficial,

Until it means nothing.

I'm struggling

To kill the hope

Of having you in my arms.

As for love,

I'm turning it into passion,

Then into friendship,

And friendship into something more superficial,

Until it means nothing.

Until it becomes a thing of no importance,

An empty memory

Of a gray and cold night.