The Bourbon Tissue - Pedro Melo

The ship left the seaport of Lisbon

Alone, you, the ropes and the sea

And the white tissue soaked in bourbon

Left the path that led you to me

And the war has built an armour around my tearful heart

Don’t worry, my princess, don’t cry

My body is yours again like it was at the start

Together we can take the wheel and take this ship to the sky

Johanna, don’t suffer anymore

Clear your tears to my bourbon tissue

Put your hands on my chest and see how light it is

It was hell, Johanna, to miss you.

And the war has built an armour around my tearful heart

Don’t worry, my princess, don’t cry

My body is yours again like it was right at the start

Together we can take the wheel and take this ship to the sky

And the war has built an armour around my tearful heart

Don’t worry, my princess, don’t cry

My body is yours again like it was right at the start

Together we can take the wheel and take this ship to the sky