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Refugiados sobre el diván
agitados por nuestras formas.
Algo ocurrio
una extraña sensación
un presentimiento
tuve que dejar de hacer el amor
en el momento.

Fui en busca
de un abrigo
Encendi
un cigarrillo.
Y ahi lo vi.
Un misil en mi placard
mi placard
Un modelo para armar
pero nunca para desarmar

Te mire tristemente
No hay mas tiempo que perder
Estaba ahí
un misil en mi placard
mi placard.
Un modelo para armar
pero nunca para desarmar

Aquí también
o creias que estaba lejos
También
o creias que estabas lejos.(R. Dunbar & E. Wayne)
Producer for Bonnie: Jim Steinman

Now that you've gone
All that's left is a band of gold
All that's left of the dreams I hold
Is a band of gold
And the memories
Of what love could be
If you were
Still here with me

You took me from the shelter of a mother I had never known
The love of any other
We kissed after taking vows
But that night on our honeymoon
We stayed in separate rooms

I waited in the darkness of my lonely room
Filled with sadness, filled with gloom
Hoping soon
That you'd walk back through that door
And love me
Liked you tried before

Since you've been gone
All that's left is a band of gold
All that's left of the dreams I hold
Is a band of gold
And the dream of what love could be
If you were still here with me

Since you've been gone
All that's left is a band of gold
All that's left of the dreams I hold
Is a band of gold