Wuthering Heights

Out on the wiley, windy moors
We'd roll and fall in green.
You had a temper like my jealousy:
Too hot, too greedy.
How could you leave me,
When I needed to possess you?
I hated you. I loved you, too.

Bad dreams in the night
You told me I was going to lose the fight,
Leave behind my wuthering, wuthering
Wuthering Heights.

Heathcliff, it's me, Cathy, come home. I´m so cold,
let me in-a-your window.

Heathcliff, it's me, Cathy, come home. I´m so cold,
let me in-a-your window.

Ooh, it gets dark! It gets lonely,
On the other side from you.
I pine a lot. I find the lot
Falls through without you.
I'm coming back, love,
Cruel Heathcliff, my one dream,
My only master.

Too long I roamed in the night.
I'm coming back to his side, to put it right.
I'm coming home to wuthering, wuthering,
Wuthering Heights,

Heathcliff, it's me, Cathy, come home. I´m so cold,
let me in-a-your window.

Heathcliff, it's me, your Cathy, I've come home. I´m so cold,
let me in-a-your window.

Ooh! Let me have it.
Let me grab your soul away.
Ooh! Let me have it.
Let me grab your soul away.
You know it's me--Cathy!

Heathcliff, it's me, Cathy, come home. I´m so cold,
let me in-a-your window.

Heathcliff, it's me, Cathy, come home. I´m so cold,
let me in-a-your window.

Heathcliff, it's me, Cathy, come home. I´m so cold.

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Despois de escutar essa música anos atrás sem desconfiar sua ligação com a obra inesquecível de Emile Brontë 'O Morro dos Ventos Uivantes', sigo escutando viciosamente a vesão que ganhei do Angra, buscando a de Kate Bush.
Ah, vou ver o filme...