Cores absorvidas do passado, tons opacos, envelhecidos, contrastes sutis e cores saturadas. Cheiro de livro velho, de romance, pergaminho, gosto de nozes. Uma brisa de fim de verão refrescada pelo azul. Tudo bem natural e traçado como a linha da vida.

what I can do to make you mine?

(Can you see the black cloud?)

The one I love
is standing near
the one I love
is everywhere
I can woo you
I can amuse you
but there is nothing I can do to make you mine
black cloud, black cloud
The one I love
roosts in the mind
can snap this spell
or, increase hell
I can chase you
and I can catch you
but there is nothing I can do to make you mine
black cloud, black cloud
oh, black cloud
oh, black cloud
I play the game of Favorites now
I can I must I will I do
I can please you
or, I can freeze you out
but there is nothing I can do to make you mine
Black cloud, black cloud, black cloud
I can choke myself to please you
and I can sink much lower than usual
but there's nothing I can do
to make you mine