Idioma Origen:
Alone from night to night you?ll find me,
Too weak to break the chains that bind me,
I need no shackles to remind me,
I?m just a prisoner of love!
For one command I stand and wait now,
From one who?s master of my fate now,
I can?t escape for it?s too late now,
I?m just a prisoner of love!
What?s the good of my caring,
if someone is sharing those arms with me!
Although she has another,
I can?t have another, for I?m not free!
She?s in my dreams awake or sleeping,
Upon my knees to her I?m creeping,
My very life is in her keeping,
I?m just a prisoner of love . . .
What?s the good of my caring,
if someone is sharing those arms with me!
Although she has another,
I can?t have another, for I?m not free!
She?s in my dreams awake or sleeping,
Upon my knees to her I?m creeping,
My very life is in her keeping,
I?m just a prisoner of love . . .
Idioma Destino:
Alone from night to night you?ll find me,
Too weak to break the chains that bind me,
I need no shackles to remind me,
I?m just a prisoner of love!
For one command I stand and wait now,
From one who?s master of my fate now,
I can?t escape for it?s too late now,
I?m just a prisoner of love!
What?s the good of my caring,
if someone is sharing those arms with me!
Although she has another,
I can?t have another, for I?m not free!
She?s in my dreams awake or sleeping,
Upon my knees to her I?m creeping,
My very life is in her keeping,
I?m just a prisoner of love . . .
What?s the good of my caring,
if someone is sharing those arms with me!
Although she has another,
I can?t have another, for I?m not free!
She?s in my dreams awake or sleeping,
Upon my knees to her I?m creeping,
My very life is in her keeping,
I?m just a prisoner of love . . .