Golden Boy
Freddie Mercury & Montserrat Caballé Lyrics

The boy had a way with words, he sang, he moved with grace
The boy was a skilled singer, dancer, and performer who had a way with words and moved with grace.

He entertained so naturally, no gesture out of place
He was a natural entertainer who never made a wrong move and always captivated his audience.

His road in life was clearly drawn, he didn't hesitate
He knew exactly what he wanted in life and didn't hesitate in pursuing his dreams.

He played, they saw, he conquered as the master of
He played his part so well that he won over his audience and triumphed as the master of his craft.

As the master of his fate
He was fully in control of his own life and destiny.

The girl had an iron soul no-one could recognize
The girl had a tough, unyielding spirit that no one could see or understand.

Material ambition that her gentleness disguised
Despite her gentle demeanor, she was driven by a strong ambition for material success.

She gave herself to him certain of his fame
She became his partner, convinced that he would make her famous too.

Wanted him for luxury for limelight and his name
She desired him for his fame and the luxurious lifestyle that came with it.

I love you for your silence
He loved her for the peace and calm that he found in her silence.

I love you for your peace
He loved her for her tranquility and serenity.

The still and calm releases
He found a sense of release and relief in her tranquil presence.

That sweep into my soul
Her stillness and calmness had a deep impact on him, touching his soul.

That slowly take control
Her peacefulness took over his emotions slowly and subtly.

I love you for your passion
He loved her for her intense emotions and passion.

I love you for your fire
He loved her for her burning desire and intensity.

The violent desire
Her desire was strong and overwhelming in a way that he found irresistible.

That burns me in it's flame
Her passion and intensity overwhelmed him, burning him in its flame.

A love I dare not name
His love for her was so intense that he couldn't even name it.

His rise was irresistible - yeah, he grew into the part
His success was irresistible, and he grew into his role so well that it was impossible to separate the two.

His explanation simply that he suffered for his art
He explained his success by saying that he had sacrificed and suffered for his art.

No base considerations of some glittering reward
He didn't do what he did for some superficial or materialistic reward.

The prize was knowing that (his work) his work was noticed and adored
The real prize for him was knowing that his work was appreciated and loved by his audience.

Accepting every honor with (with) a masterly display (display)
He gracefully accepted all the honors he received, displaying his mastery and control.

Of well rehearsed reluctance to be singled out this way
He acted like he was reluctant to be recognized, but it was all a well-rehearsed act.

He started to believe that he was all they said and more (and more)
He began to believe all the praise and accolades he received, and even surpassed their expectations.

She forgot, she forgot the reasons (reasons) she had wanted him before
She forgot why she had wanted him in the first place, blinded by his fame and success.

And when at last they fell apart she wished that she could be
When they broke up, she wished she could turn back time and become who she used to be.

The hardened heart of yesterday, as cynical as he
She wished she could have the same tough, unfeeling heart as he did.

By changing for the better she had changed things for the worse
She had changed and improved herself, but it had led to a worse outcome for their relationship.

The words that made them happy once now echoed, echoed as a curse
The same words that used to bring them happiness now felt like a curse, haunting them with regret.