Lyrics Bridges (Travessia) - Milton Nascimento

Bridges (Travessia)

I have crossed a thousand bridges
In my search for something real
There are great suspension brigdes
Made like spider webs of steel
There are tiny wooden trestles
And there are bridges made of stone
I have always been a stranger
And I’ve always been alone
There’s a bridge to tomorrow
There’s a bridge from the past
There’s a bridge mad of sorrow
That I pray will not last
There’s a bridge mad of colors
In the sky high above
And I think that there must be
Bridges made out of love
I can see her in the distance
On the river’s other shore
And her hands reach out longing
As my own have done before
And I call across to tell him
Where I believe the bridge must lie
And I’ll find it, yes I’ll find it
If I search until I die
When the bridge is between us
We’ll have nothing to say
We will run through the Sun light
And I’ll meet him halfway
There’s a bridge made of colors
In the sky high above
And I’m certain that somewhere
There’s a bridge made of love