Field of Innocence [Evanescence]

I still remember the world
From the eyes of a child.
Slowly those feelings
Were clouded by what I know now.

Where has my heart gone?
An uneven trade for the real world.
Oh I... I want to go back to
Believing in everything and knowing nothing at all.

I still remember the sun
Always warm on my back.
Somehow it seems colder now.
Where has my heart gone?
Trapped in the eyes of a stranger.
Oh I... I want to go back to
Believing in everything.

[Latin*]
Iesu, Rex admirabilis
Et triumphator nobilis,
Dulcedo ineffabilis,
Totus desiderabilis.

Where has my heart gone?
An uneven trade for the real world.
Oh I... I want to go back to
Believing in everything.

Oh, Where? Where has my heart gone?
Trapped in the eyes of a stranger.
Oh I... I want to go back to
Believing in everything.

I still remember...


(* - Parte de um antigo hino em latim, Iesu, Dulcis Memoria, atribuído a São Bernardo de Clairvaux, Séc XII)

Perfeição

"Quem se diz muito perfeito, na certa encontrou um jeito insosso pra não ser de carne e osso". (Zélia Duncan)