Turning round

Virando

Turning round

Voando, pensei que nunca iria aprender que voarFlying, I thought I'd never learn that flying
Eu pensei que passaria minha vida inteira tentandoI thought I'd spend my whole life trying
Pois voar é aquela antiga arte de manter um pé no chãoFor flying is that ancient art of keeping one foot on the ground

Mentindo, pensei que nunca deixaria de mentirLying, I thought I'd never keep from lying
Eu pensei que perderia tudo suspirandoI thought I'd lose it all by sighing
Pois mentir é aquela antiga arte de esconder palavras que nunca serão encontradasFor lying is that ancient art of hiding words that will never be found

Chorando, eu pensei que nunca iria parar de chorarCrying, I thought I'd never stop that crying
Eu pensei que sempre sonharia em morrerI thought I'd always dream of dying
Pois chorar é aquela arte antiga de chorar rios no chãoFor crying is that ancient art of weeping rivers into the ground

Oh, morrendo, pensei que nunca veria isso morrerOh dying, I thought I'd never see that dying
Eu pensei que passaria minha vida inteira voandoI thought I'd spend my whole life flying
Para morrer é aquela arte antiga de manter um mundo girandoFor dying is that ancient art of keeping one world turning round

Suspirando, pensei que nunca deixaria de suspirarSighing, I thought I'd never keep from sighing
Eu pensei que sempre estaria lá chorandoI thought I'd always be there crying
Suspirar é aquela arte antiga de respirar tristeza por toda parteFor sighing is that ancient art of breathing sadness all around

E tentando, pensei em passar minhas temporadas tentandoAnd trying, I thought I'd spend my seasons trying
Eu pensei que poderia me impedir de mentirI thought I could stop myself from lying
Pois tentar é a arte antiga de provar que o mundo é redondoFor trying is that ancient art of proving that the world is round

Oh voando, oh oh, mentindo, oh oh, chorando, oh oh, suspirando, oh ohOh flying, oh oh, lying, oh oh, crying, oh oh, sighing, oh oh
Tentando, oh oh, e morrendo, oh ohTrying, oh oh, and dying, oh oh
Porque morrer é aquela arte antiga de plantar flores no chãoFor dying is that ancient art of growing flowers in the ground
SimYes it is