Información de la canción En esta página puedes encontrar la letra de la canción Only The Artist, artista - Foy Vance. Fecha de emisión: 05.09.2019
Idioma de la canción: inglés
Only The Artist(original) |
| Montague and Capulet |
| Already sets the scene |
| I knew you were a foolish bet |
| But it was better to beg than bleed |
| From the very first night we met |
| You made me love you and I never should have left you |
| Romeo and Juliet |
| Nothing but a writer’s dream |
| I remember the time when you told me |
| «Baby, love is a work of art» |
| I saw you scanning the corners of the canvas |
| Just like you didn’t know where to start |
| I can’t imagine the portrait you were painting |
| When you saw me looking so alone, oh no |
| That’s something only the artist could know |
| Oo-oo-oo-oo |
| Oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo-oo-oo |
| Oo-oo-oo-oo |
| By the coast when I held your hand |
| Feels like a distant dream |
| I knew I was a foolish man |
| But I was caught up in a fantasy |
| You held my face and you gently kissed |
| But all it told me was how much you’d miss me |
| Romeo and Juliet |
| Always bound to call a scene |
| I remember the time when you told me |
| «Baby, love is a work of art» |
| I saw you scanning the corners of the canvas |
| Just like you didn’t know where to start |
| I can’t imagine the portrait you were painting |
| When you saw me looking so alone, oh no |
| That’s something only the artist could know |
| Oo-oo-oo-oo |
| Oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo-oo-oo |
| Oo-oo-oo-oo |
| Oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo-oo-oo |
| Oo-oo-oo-oo |
| Oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo-oo-oo |
| Oo-oo-oo-oo |
| I remember the time when you told me |
| «Baby, love is a work of art» |
| I saw you scanning the corners of the canvas |
| Just like you didn’t know where to start |
| I can’t imagine the portrait you were painting |
| When you saw me looking so alone, oh no |
| That’s something only the artist could know |
| Oo-oo-oo-oo |
| Oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo-oo-oo |
| Oo-oo-oo-oo |
| Oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo-oo-oo |
| Oo-oo-oo-oo |
| Oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo-oo-oo |
| Oo-oo-oo-oo |
| Oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo-oo-oo |
| Oo-oo-oo-oo |
| Oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo-oo-oo |
| Oo-oo-oo-oo |
| Oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo-oo-oo |
| Oo-oo-oo-oo |
| Oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo-oo-oo |
| Oo-oo-oo-oo |
| Oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo-oo-oo |
| I remember the time when you told me |
| «Baby, love is a work of art» |
| I saw you scanning the corners of the canvas |
| Just like you didn’t know where to start |
| I can’t imagine the portrait you were painting |
| When you saw me looking so alone, oh no |
| That’s something only the artist could know |
| (traducción) |
| Montesco y Capuleto |
| Ya establece la escena |
| Sabía que eras una apuesta tonta |
| Pero era mejor rogar que sangrar |
| Desde la primera noche que nos conocimos |
| Me hiciste amarte y nunca debí dejarte |
| Romeo y Julieta |
| Nada más que el sueño de un escritor |
| Recuerdo la vez que me dijiste |
| «Bebé, el amor es una obra de arte» |
| te vi escaneando las esquinas del lienzo |
| Como si no supieras por dónde empezar |
| No puedo imaginar el retrato que estabas pintando |
| Cuando me viste tan solo, oh no |
| Eso es algo que solo el artista podría saber. |
| Oo-oo-oo-oo |
| Oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo-oo-oo |
| Oo-oo-oo-oo |
| Por la costa cuando tomé tu mano |
| Se siente como un sueño lejano |
| Sabía que era un hombre tonto |
| Pero yo estaba atrapado en una fantasía |
| Me tomaste la cara y me besaste suavemente |
| Pero todo lo que me dijo fue cuánto me extrañarías |
| Romeo y Julieta |
| Siempre obligado a llamar a una escena |
| Recuerdo la vez que me dijiste |
| «Bebé, el amor es una obra de arte» |
| te vi escaneando las esquinas del lienzo |
| Como si no supieras por dónde empezar |
| No puedo imaginar el retrato que estabas pintando |
| Cuando me viste tan solo, oh no |
| Eso es algo que solo el artista podría saber. |
| Oo-oo-oo-oo |
| Oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo-oo-oo |
| Oo-oo-oo-oo |
| Oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo-oo-oo |
| Oo-oo-oo-oo |
| Oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo-oo-oo |
| Oo-oo-oo-oo |
| Recuerdo la vez que me dijiste |
| «Bebé, el amor es una obra de arte» |
| te vi escaneando las esquinas del lienzo |
| Como si no supieras por dónde empezar |
| No puedo imaginar el retrato que estabas pintando |
| Cuando me viste tan solo, oh no |
| Eso es algo que solo el artista podría saber. |
| Oo-oo-oo-oo |
| Oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo-oo-oo |
| Oo-oo-oo-oo |
| Oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo-oo-oo |
| Oo-oo-oo-oo |
| Oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo-oo-oo |
| Oo-oo-oo-oo |
| Oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo-oo-oo |
| Oo-oo-oo-oo |
| Oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo-oo-oo |
| Oo-oo-oo-oo |
| Oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo-oo-oo |
| Oo-oo-oo-oo |
| Oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo-oo-oo |
| Oo-oo-oo-oo |
| Oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo-oo-oo |
| Recuerdo la vez que me dijiste |
| «Bebé, el amor es una obra de arte» |
| te vi escaneando las esquinas del lienzo |
| Como si no supieras por dónde empezar |
| No puedo imaginar el retrato que estabas pintando |
| Cuando me viste tan solo, oh no |
| Eso es algo que solo el artista podría saber. |