Senza Banditore - Family Gathering (Live)
Cláudio Fontenelle
I ask not for even the shadow of a favor
Nor for a promise falling from your hand
I grew weary of counting steps in vain
Seeking support in your hand
Every prayer cast to the wind
Is a faith that refuses to be
A subtle weariness upon the brow
For true affection that returns without my asking
A free gift, a trail left behind
Not a debt in a ledger, what is forced loses its color
My worth needs no
Auctioneer
Plants grow when they find clear sky
Cláudio Fontenelle
Plants grow when they find clear sky
Not when you beg for them amidst the poison
Reciprocity is the name of the thread
Not a rope pulled tight in a tug of war
If you stay
It is because the Sun shines
Not because of my sighing words
For true affection that returns without my asking
A free gift, a trail left behind
Not a debt in a ledger, what is forced loses its color
My worth needs no
Auctioneer
Plants grow when they find clear sky
No auctioneer
No auctioneer needed
I have no price
I am free