The Hell's Kitchen Project - Nouvelle Vague

Oh well, a sister with her poems sweet, sweet, sweet it seems
Friends of mine are composing a song and a few moments
I feel like I don´t belong

Dwelling my vassel in your unpure ocean, vestal

Refrão:
So you cannot hear me, yeah.
So you cannot here me..
Cannot here me yeah…

Again, is it what you do? i can´t forget you
Again you could be my queen but you don´t let me put
A clothes of a king

Like my angel, her cry has been held, and she´s begging for help, like my angel her cry has been held and she´s begging for help.

Refrão:
So you cannot hear me, yeah.
So you cannot here me..
Cannot here me yeah…

In these bloom threats, if you care i won´t regret even if you dare
A mother paints a lot of colours to liberate her sorrows
The sun tried to fit the hollow in our land that´s moon swallowed
Glue´s drops change the taste of my faith, and i forever lost (in) your embrace

Refrão:

So you cannot hear me, yeah.
So you cannot here me..
Cannot here me yeah…

Glue´s drops change the taste of my faith, and i forever lost (in) your embrace
Forever lost, forever lost your embrace

Refrão:

So you cannot hear me, yeah.
So you cannot here me..
Cannot here me yeah…