Music by Beba Zanettini / Lyrics by Eva Jagun
Seasons come and go
show their pretty faces
let our mood arise
before they hide their rays and glances
trees were covered white
and there wasn’t barely a sound
a clear moment that gave me the chance
to hear the whisper of your wind
that stroke my ear that still was filled
with all those fake and empty words they said
Long forgotten dreams
lonely paths and traces
cars are covered white
as I walk my way alone
the world is dipped in black
and there isn ́t even a sound
just the pounding of my feet that tries
to find the whispering wind that stroke my ear but now my heart is blind
and I don’t really seem to be prepared
When will you return
will you understand
will you hear my heart throughout the noise when you will return
will you be prepared
will you share with me your silent love
Eva Jagun – Vocals / Beba Zanettini – Piano / Felipe Avila – Guitar / Manuel Zacek – Bass Ale Damasceno – Drums / Vitor da Trindade – Congas, Cuica
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