I Want You

I Want You
The guilty undertaker sighs,
The lonesome organ grinder cries,
The silver saxophones say I should refuse you.
The cracked bells and washed-out horns
Blow into my face with scorn,
But it's not that way,
I wasn't born to lose you.
I want you, I want you,
I want you so bad,
Honey, I want you.

The drunken politician leaps
Upon the street where mothers weep
And the saviors who are fast asleep,
They wait for you.
And I wait for them to interrupt
Me drinkin' from my broken cup
And ask me to
Open up the gate for you.
I want you, I want you,
I want you so bad,
Honey, I want you.

Now all my fathers, they've gone down
True love they've been without it.
But all their daughters put me down
'Cause I don't think about it.

Well, I return to the Queen of Spades
And talk with my chambermaid.
She knows that I'm not afraid
To look at her.
She is good to me
And there's nothing she doesn't see.
She knows where I'd like to be
But it doesn't matter.
I want you, I want you,
I want you so bad,
Honey, I want you.

Now your dancing child with his Chinese suit,
He spoke to me, I took his flute.
No, I wasn't very cute to him,
Was I?
But I did it, though, because he lied
Because he took you for a ride
And because time was on his side
And because I . . .
I want you, I want you,
I want you so bad,
Honey, I want you.

Te quiero

Te quiero

El sepulturero culpable suspira
El molinillo solitario de órganos grita
Los saxofones plateados dicen que debería rechazarte
Las campanas agrietadas y los cuernos deslavados
Golpe en mi cara con desprecio
Pero no es así
No nací para perderte
Te quiero, te quiero
Te quiero tanto
Cariño, te quiero

El político borracho salta
En la calle donde las madres lloran
Y los salvadores que están velozmente dormierdes
Te esperan
Y espero a que interrumpan
Yo bebo de mi copa rota
Y pídeme que
Abre la puerta para ti
Te quiero, te quiero
Te quiero tanto
Cariño, te quiero

Ahora todos mis padres han caído
El verdadero amor que han estado sin él
Pero todas sus hijas me detuvieron
Porque no pienso en ello

Bueno, vuelvo a la Reina de Picas
Y habla con mi camarera
Ella sabe que no tengo miedo
Para mirarla
Ella es buena conmigo
Y no hay nada que ella no vea
Ella sabe dónde me gustaría estar
Pero no importa
Te quiero, te quiero
Te quiero tanto
Cariño, te quiero

Ahora tu niño bailando con su traje chino
Me habló, tomé su flauta
No, no era muy lindo con él
¿Lo estaba?
Pero lo hice, sin embargo, porque mintió
Porque te llevó a dar un paseo
Y porque el tiempo estaba de su lado
Y porque yo
Te quiero, te quiero
Te quiero tanto
Cariño, te quiero

Composição: Túlio Mourão