Portrait Of Love - Petra Berger

A shade of pain

A body ripped apart

A broken heart

Raging like fire in an iron frame

And here you are

The man who’s loved me more

Hurt me more

When passion outbalanced your shame

How could I’ve resisted

Comfort I missed

A promise of exctasy

Made my body dream

Run from agony

But how I love you

For what you are, not for what you are not

In spite of ourselves I can see

You’ve painted a portait of love for me

A shade of pain

A marriage torn apart

A broken heart

Boldly displayed in a wooden frame

And there he was

This understanding man

With tender hands

Respect so much stronger than shame

We thrived on emotion

Taking no notion

Of feelings except our own

Sad, but in the end everyone’s alone

But how I love you

For what you are, not for what you are not

In spite of ourselves I can see

You’ve painted a portait of love for me

Esta noche m’emborrachó, Frida, Mi arbol de la

Esperanza

Nina de mi corazón,

Mañana será otro dia, mantente firme!

Y veran que tengo razon!

How I love you

For what you are, not for what you are not

In spite of ourselves I can see

You’ve painted a portait of love for me