Inverno na Primavera

The Montgolfier Brothers – “Even If My Mind Can't Tell You” (1999):

I've been pulling my hair out, over you
Another (fineness wearing?)
No post to speak of
Just to thread, the thread to break
With clinging too
Haven't you red the script with supposed to stick to you?
I know, she stole the scene for a week or two
But even isn't, in my kisses, isn't in my arms around you
You filled the screen, hold my gaze

And even if my mind can't tell you
And even if all the lips can't know the words
My eyes will shine your name
My eyes will shine your name

Wild, though, silences grow
Draw out the TV
Freeze the space between us
Nothing goes, (said or on sad?)
Nothing grows,
But we can bring this thing back on corps

Go back to the start
Go back to The Spock

And even if my mind can't tell you
And even if all the lips can't know the words
My eyes will shine your name
My eyes will cry your name

You're in my haps (hopes?), my dreams
My everything, Everything you meant to me
Everything, everything

You're in my haps (hopes?), my dreams
My everything, everything you mean to me
everything I'll never be