Kiss Me - Sixpence None The Richer

Kiss me out of the bearded barley.

Nightly, beside the green, green grass.

Swing, swing, swing the spinning step.

You wear those shoes and I will wear that dress.

Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight.

Lead me out on the moonlit floor.

Lift your open hand. Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance, Silver moon's sparkling.

So kiss me.

Kiss me down by the broken tree house.

Swing me upon its hanging tire.

Bring, bring, bring your flowered hat.

We'll take the trail marked on your father's map.
Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight.

Lead me out on the moonlit floor.

Lift your open hand.

Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance,

Silver moon's sparkling.

So kiss me.

Retomando

De nuevo intentamos comenzar

con menos caidas.

Por menos sentido que tenga

Tantas veces hemos dicho Adiós.

Pide un deseo y comenzemos de nuevo

repitamos todo

Somos tan vanidosos..

Buscando una excusas

para vernos

sin conocernos,

encontrarnos

sin buscarnos...

liberarnos.

Y asi todo empieza

pide un deseo

y multiplicalo en tres