Delicate

Foto de Rosalina Afonso

Damien Rice >> Delicate

We might kiss when we are alone
When nobody's watching
We might take it home
We might make out when nobody's there
It's not that we're scared
It's just that it's delicate

So why do you fill my sorrow
With the words you've borrowed
From the only place you've known
And why do you sing Hallelujah
If it means nothing to you
Why do you sing with me at all?

We might live like never before
When there's nothing to give
Well how can we ask for more
We might make love in some sacred place
The look on your face is delicate

So why do you fill my sorrow
With the words you've borrowed
From the only place you've known
And why do you sing Hallelujah
If it means nothing to you
Why do you sing with me at all?

So why do you fill my sorrow
With the words you've borrowed
From the only place you've known
And why do you sing Hallelujah
If it means nothing to you
Why do you sing with me at all?

Jesus Of Rio

Foto de Ricardo Zerrenner

Violent Femmes >> Jesus Of Rio

Christ the Redeemer towering high over Rio
Rio de Janeiro, Rio
Where they held a summit to save the world
And to mark the time when development
As traditionally understood-had failed
And the affluent North raping the South
Investment from the North means
Economic bondage for the South
Under the burden of debt payments
I was with a whore in Copenhagan
Drinking eight hundred dollars worth of
Champagne in kroner
She came from Rio
We were trying to save the world
We did not get what we wanted
She wanted money--
She did not get what she wanted
I missed my wife--
I did not get what I wanted
Death sat on my lap
Death sits on all our laps
While Christ the Redeemer
Towers high over Rio
Rio de Janeiro. Rio