quarta-feira, 9 de abril de 2008

Dia Mau....

Por vezes eles tambem acontecem, e como doem aqui, onde esta frio, onde tudo parece frio, onde apenas breves instantes com os amigos, nem que sejam dois minutos, ajudam a ultrapassar tudo, onde a imagem do regresso tudo leva, nem que seja aparentemente. Nada de melancolias, ou da tão nossa palavra, saudade, mas como seria bom regressar em breve, fechar os olhos, acordar e ser ja 2010... E voila, chegamos a Odisseia no... por Paris.




"On a cobweb afternoonIn a room full of emptiness
By a freeway I confessI was lost in the pages
Of a book full of death
Reading how we'll die alone
And if we're good we'll lay to rest
Anywhere we want to go
In your house I long to be
Room by room patientlyI'll wait for you there
Like a stone I'll wait for you there
AloneOn my deathbed I will pray
To the gods and the angels
Like a pagan to anyone
Who will take me to heaven
To a place I recallI was there so long ago
The sky was bruised
The wine was bledAnd there you led me on
In your house I long to be
Room by room patiently
I'll wait for you there
Like a stone I'll wait for you there
AloneAnd on I readUntil the day was gone
And I sat in regret
Of all the things I've done
For all that I've blessed
And all that I've wronged
In dreams until my deathI will wander on
In your house I long to be
Room by room patientlyI'll wait for you there
Like a stone I'll wait for you there
Alone"