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"Few Dates of Love" EN Song and lyrics - Leonor Baldaque Recorded and mixed by João Brandão and mastered by Miguel Pinheiro Marques at Arda Recorders. Video: Directed and Edited by Leonor Baldaque Camera Operator - Max Oresme, Vittorio Vi Color correction - Paulo Inês, Light Film Special thanks to João Brandão e Hugo Leitão PT Letra e música - Leonor Baldaque Gravado e misturado por João Brandão e masterizado por Miguel Pinheiro Marques na Arda Recorders. Vídeo: Realizado e montado por Leonor Baldaque Câmara - Max Oresme, Vittorio Vi Correcção de cor - Paulo Inês, Light Film Agradecimento João Brandão e Hugo Leitão Lyrics There will be very few dates in this history There will be very few dates in this history On the first day of march I saw you on a Hydra terrasse on those uncomfortable kitchen chairs we all used to share the night was filled with people’s laughter from that travelling theatre & as the mean character was making his gestures I fell in love with you But I am just a partial & prejudiced ignorant historian Yes I am just a partial & prejudiced ignorant historian But how can you write the story of love ? Yes how can you write the story of love ? On the second day of June I saw you in the island of Delos And as Thera’s cubes seemed to dance on the edge of an abyss You said to me Be again free Rebuild your temple With new material On the bluest sea In the world You never loose sight of the earth But how can you steer a boat When love is over ? Yes how can you steer a boat When love is over ? Yassou! my love As I drink My small glass of ouzo Yassou! my love As I drink My small glass of ouzo The island’s dust Seems to me A snow of spring And this month’s wind Leaves in me No more land to see & the trail of a boat seems to enter the door of a temple lost in smoke there’s an ancient belief you should name a bad thing with a good name to make it sound it better But I am just a partial & prejudiced ignorant historian Yes I am just a partial & prejudiced ignorant historian But how hard to tell The sad story of love Yes how hard to tell The sad story of love