The
boy had a way with words, he sang, he moved with grace
He
entertained so naturally, no gesture out of place
His
road in life was clearly drawn, he didn't hesitate
He
played, they saw, he conquered as the master of his fate
The
girl had an iron soul no-one could rocognise
Material
ambition that her gentleness disguised
She
gave herself to him certain of his fame
Wanted
him for luxury, for limelight and his name
And
then he sang to her
I
love you for your silence
I
love you for your peace
The
still and calm releases
That
sweep into my soul
That
slowly take control
I
love you for your passion
I
love you for your fire
The
violent desire
That
burns me in its flame
A
love I dare not name
His
rise was irresistible – he grew into the part
His
explanation simply that he suffered for his art
No
base considerations of some glittering reward
The
prize was knowing that his work was noticed and adored
I
love you for your silence
I
love you for your peace
The
still and calm releases
That
sweep into my soul
That
slowly take control
Yes
he told the truth
Accepting
every honour with a masterly display
Of
well rehearsed reluctance to be singled out this way
He
started to believe that he was all they sad and more
While
she forgot – she forgot the reasons she had wanted him before
I
love you for your passion
I
love you for your fire
The
violent desire
That
burns me in its flame
A
love I dare not name
The
still and calm releases
That
sweep into my soul
That
slowly take control
And
when at last they fell apart she wished that she could be
The
hardened heart of yesterday, as cynical as he
By
changing for the better, she had changed things for the wors
The
words that made them happy once now echoed... echoed as a curse
©
Freddy Mercury, Mike Moran en Tim Rice
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