Letra de Gypsy - Javier Alvarez
Letra de canci�n de Gypsy de Javier Alvarez lyrics
You come from far away with pictures in your eyes
Of coffee shops and morning streets in the blue and silent sunrise
But night is the cathedral where we recognized the sign
We strangers know each other now as part of the whole design
Oh hold me like a baby that will not fall asleep
Curl me up inside you and let me hear you through the heat
You�re the jester of this courtyard with a smile like a girl�s
Distracted by the women with the dimples and the curls
By the pretty and the mischievous, by the timid and the blessed
By the blowing skirts of ladies who promise to gather you into their breast
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You have hands of raining water and that earring in your ear
The wisdom on your face denies the number of your years
With the fingers of the potter and the laughing tale of the fool
The arranger of disorder with your strange and simple rules
Yeah, now I've met me another spinner of strange and gauzy threads
With a long and slender body and a bump upon the head
With a long and slender body and the sweetest softest hands
And we'll blow away forever soon and go on to different lands
But please do not ever look for me but with me you will stay
And you will hear yourself in song blowing by one day
Of coffee shops and morning streets in the blue and silent sunrise
But night is the cathedral where we recognized the sign
We strangers know each other now as part of the whole design
Oh hold me like a baby that will not fall asleep
Curl me up inside you and let me hear you through the heat
You�re the jester of this courtyard with a smile like a girl�s
Distracted by the women with the dimples and the curls
By the pretty and the mischievous, by the timid and the blessed
By the blowing skirts of ladies who promise to gather you into their breast
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You have hands of raining water and that earring in your ear
The wisdom on your face denies the number of your years
With the fingers of the potter and the laughing tale of the fool
The arranger of disorder with your strange and simple rules
Yeah, now I've met me another spinner of strange and gauzy threads
With a long and slender body and a bump upon the head
With a long and slender body and the sweetest softest hands
And we'll blow away forever soon and go on to different lands
But please do not ever look for me but with me you will stay
And you will hear yourself in song blowing by one day
