Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Golden Boy, artist - Freddie Mercury.
Date of issue: 01.09.2016
Song language: English
The Golden Boy |
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 As the master of his fate |
The girl had an iron soul no-one could recognize |
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 it’s flame |
A love I dare not name |
His rise was irresistible — yeah, 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) his work was noticed and adored |
I love you (yes I love you) for your silence (for your silence) |
I love you for your peace |
The still and calm releases |
That sweep into my soul |
And slowly slowly takes control |
He told the truth |
Yes, he told the truth (and he told the truth) |
Accepting every honour with (with) a masterly display (display) |
Of well rehearsed reluctance to be singled out this way |
He started to believe that he was all they said and more (and more) |
She forgot — she forgot the reasons (reasons) she had wanted him before — yeah |
I love you for your passion (for your passion) |
I love you for your fire |
The violent desire |
Burns me in it’s flame (burns me) |
A love I dare I dare not name |
The still and calm releases (releases) |
That sweep into my soul (sweep into my soul) |
That slowly (slowly) slowly (slowly) slowly (slowly) |
slowly (slowly) slowly (slowly) slowly (slowly) 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 worse |
The words that made them happy once now echoed … echoed as a curse |