Speak Low
Whispers of Love: Arturo Sandoval's Enchanting Reflections on Ephemeral Moments
Lyrics
Speak low when you speak, love,
Express affection quietly and with care.
Our summer day withers away
Our enjoyable time together is fading.
Too soon, too soon.
It's ending too quickly, sooner than expected.
Speak low when you speak, love,
Continue to express love cautiously.
Our moment is swift, like ships adrift,
Our special moment is fleeting, like aimless ships.
We're swept apart too soon.
We're separated abruptly.
Speak low, darling speak low,
Speak in a hushed tone, my dear.
Love is a spark lost in the dark,
Love is delicate and easily lost in the darkness.
Too soon, too soon,
Ending prematurely, as if time is against us.
I feel wherever I go
Feel a sense of impending tomorrow wherever I go.
That tomorrow is near, tomorrow is here
Believe that tomorrow is imminent, already present.
And always too soon.
Always feels like it's ending too soon.
Time is so old and love so brief,
Time is ancient, but love is short-lived.
Love is pure gold and time a thief.
Love is precious, but time steals it away.
We're late darling, we're late,
Expressing regret for being late in realizing things.
The curtain descends, ev'rything ends
Everything concludes as the metaphorical curtain falls.
Too soon, too soon,
Endings are arriving too soon, emphasizing the fleeting nature of life.
I wait darling, I wait
Waiting for a response or resolution, hoping for a slower pace.
Will you speak low to me,
Request to speak softly.
Speak love to me and soon.
Asking for love to be expressed in a tender manner and promptly.
Comment