Freddie Mercury Montserrat Caballe The golden boy

The boy had a way with words, he sang, he moved with grace 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 noone 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 br, br,