HANDS (TRADUÇÃO) - Fences (Impressão)

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Your hands at your side

Your eyes looking down

A smile slowly forming

I heard not a sound

The way, oh, you talk with your hands

I took you by your hands, into another room

We talked about our fathers and lazy afternoons

The way, oh, you talk with your hands

We spent some nights hiding in the sheets

Smoking cigarettes and letting our parts meet

The way, oh, you talk with your hands

The way, oh

You talk with your hands

Can see it in your smile

That thoughts of me are fading

When something in between us keeps me anticipating

The way, oh, you talk with your hands

Your new man's coming home, and I'm left all alone

He's taken my crown, and taken my throne

The way, oh, you talk with your hands

Now I'm left where I first saw your face

Still living in the time

Still living in the place

The way, oh, you talk with your hands

The way, oh

You talk with your hands

The way, oh

You talk with your hands

The way, oh

You talk with your hands

Suas mãos ao seu lado

Seus olhos olhando pra baixo

Um sorriso vagarosamente se formando

Eu não ouvi um som