[Plácido Domingo - Verse 1]
I will paint sounds
You will hear them in red and gold
New and old sounds
Like a Tale being told
Every whisper, any sound that you may have made
With light and shade, will live again
I will make the world see them
[Verse 2]
There'll be new sounds
Like the ring of our Chapel Bell
I will draw them
Like a hand from a well
I'll recall them
In the shape of your fingertips, your eyes, your lips
And with my hand, I'll remember and tell
[Chorus]
Tell of evenings with strummed guitars
They'll be there
And the ??? of Flamenco Feet
Flamenco Beat there too
*The Cafes and Romantic Bands
You will see them
Every hot summer night when we rush
To kiss in a hush
Will fall from my brush
Open to view...*
[Verse 3]
But the Few sounds I'll be seeking my whole life long
Are the new sounds, of the sounds of our love
They'll be silent
Every cry that our pa**ion brings
There won't be strings to play them through
For that much I can't do...
But your eyes will know, I will paint them for you
["B" Section/*Chorus* and "A" Section End]