Lyrics and translation MISIA - Garras dos Sentidos

Garras dos Sentidos

Não quero cantar amores,
Amores são passos perdidos.
Não quero cantar amores,
Amores são passos perdidos.
São frios raios solares,
Verdes garras dos sentidos.
São frios raios solares,
Verdes garras dos sentidos.

São cavalos corredores
Com asas de ferro e chumbo,
Caídos nas águas fundas.
Não quero cantar amores.
Caídos nas águas fundas.
Não quero cantar amores.

Paraísos proibidos,
Contentamentos injustos,
Feliz adversidade,
Amores são passos perdidos.
Feliz adversidade,
Amores são passos perdidos.

São demência dos olhares,
Alegre festa de pranto,
São furor obediente,
São frios raios solares.
São furor obediente,
São frios raios solares.

Da má sorte defendidos
Os homens de bom juízo
Da má sorte defendidos
Os homens de bom juízo
Têm nas mãos prodigiosas
Verdes garras dos sentidos.

Não quero cantar amores
Nem falar dos seus motivos.

Claws of Senses

I don't want to sing about love,
Love is a path to nowhere.
I don't want to sing about love,
Love is a path to nowhere.
They are cold sunbeams,
Green claws of the senses.
They are cold sunbeams,
Green claws of the senses.

They are running horses
With wings of iron and lead,
Fallen into deep waters.
I don't want to sing about love.
Fallen into deep waters.
I don't want to sing about love.

Forbidden paradises,
Unjust satisfactions,
Happy adversity,
Love is a path to nowhere.
Happy adversity,
Love is a path to nowhere.

They are dementia of the looks,
Joyful feast of tears,
They are obedient fury,
They are cold sunbeams.
They are obedient fury,
They are cold sunbeams.

Defended by bad luck
Men of sound judgment
Defended by bad luck
Men of sound judgment
Have in their prodigious hands
Green claws of the senses.

I don't want to sing about love
Nor speak of its reasons.