Letra de Than the Serpents In My Hands
"Dorme, dorme meu menino! Dorme - no mar dos sargaços; Que mais vale o mar a pino Que as Serpentes nos meus braços!" Mário CesárinyAnd when all Life as you know it - Fails All ghostlike lips taste just the - same What better comfort can you find Than the Serpents in my ArmsSleep, sleep - now, my Child In the Sea of crystal Trouble For better is the violent Sight Than all that you leave behindIn your Eyes - a Dark so subtile It tells you walk, but never fly To leave us all behindAnd when all Life as you know it - Fails All ghostlike Lips taste just the - same What better comfort can you find Than the Serpents in my ArmsDown, down - terrible Child To look at It, it is a Sin For better is to hold that Smile That's all you leave behindIn your Eyes - a Mark so subtile It tells you walk, but never fly Never fly - to leave us all To leave us all behindAnd when all Life as you know it - fails All ghostlike Lips taste just the... same What better comfort can you find Than the Serpents in my ArmsWhat better comfort can you find Than The Serpents In my Arms