Stir:
I travel the seas and span the world
from one end to the other end
today I take my last course from my body to yours
from where I am to you
you who travel around Lisbon and its streets and its inns
with men at one time
you will be my last port to tie me to your soul
and only I live in it.
-CHORUS-
Lighthouse that lights the world above the storm
Give me hope and shine my star
but not in solitude, hear my voice my last chance ...
lighthouse that illuminates the world illuminates my life.
E. Bunbury:
Photos and letters withered
of when plans and dreams still lived in his skin
two lives in two suitcases
Between Lisbon and Madrid in a train station
he fell asleep forever
with his ticket in his hand on a platform bench
and she was blown out
how a candle goes out after dawn.
-CHORUS-
Stir:
Today they rest in silence one always next to the other
although in soul and on paper
finally they united their lives overturning the two suitcases
over your sea at the same time
E. Bunbury:
Another story like so many of love and bad luck and a traitorous destiny
but in the harbor in Lisbon when the moon crushes you
someone sings this song.
(x2) -SCHILD-
Only among all we can make this a better place :)