emily brown

Sure thing! Here they are:

I’m sick of watching cars on the road

And scanning the horizon for the sea

I’m sick of hearing I’m not meant for you

And that you’re no good for me

And I’m tired of knowing you’re not going to call

And I’m a fool for thinking that you will

I’ve always been the first of us to fall

If I’m in love, you’re standing still

So winding road, please keep your promise

And lead me out to where you’re not

I can’t keep you; let’s be honest

Drive me sleepless, get me lost

And as I get further, lights begin to fade

But I still breathe you in the salty air

No matter if I go or if I stay

You’re at my side- you’re everywhere

And you’re right here with me at the water’s edge

So close that I start thinking I’ll walk in

And leave you standing at the sandy ledge

Your soul still sighing in your skin

So waves, be lovers. Love, come closer.

Take my hands, dear. Taste my skin.

If we can’t stay here to keep each other,

Don’t feel sorry. We were fated to wear thin.

So when you look, at night, across the bay

The sails all sighing with the evening breeze

The stars forever promising to stay

Don’t hold your breath. Don’t think of me. 

Cuando yo muero, quiero tus manos en mis ojos

Porque te espero. Quiero tus manos en mis ojos

Cuando yo muero, quiero tus manos en mis ojos

Porque te espero. Quiero tus manos en mis ojos

Cuando yo muero, Cuando yo muero

Cuando yo muero, Quiero tus manos en mis ojos. 

(Last lines derived from Pablo Neruda’s “Soneto de La Noche”)