Friday, July 26, 2013

De Filipa...


Helderão,

Esta música sempre me fez lembrar de ti e de muitos de nós...de idas ao Algarve, da Fonte da Telha, do Mar e da praia, de céus estrelados, de muitas conversas e gargalhadas e de sonhos partilhados. 

Terás sempre um lugar especial no meu coração.

Filipa


 

"Black" - Pearl Jam

Sheets of empty canvas, untouched sheets of clay

Were laid spread out before me as her body once did.

All five horizons revolved around her soul as the earth to the sun

Now the air I tasted and breathed has taken a turn


Ooh, and all I taught her was everything

Ooh, I know she gave me all that she wore


And now my bitter hands chafe beneath the clouds of what was everything.

Oh, the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...


I take a walk outside, I'm surrounded by some kids at play

I can feel their laughter, so why do I sear?

Oh, and twisted thoughts that spin round my head, I'm spinning, oh,

I'm spinning, how quick the sun can drop away


And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass of what was everything

All the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...

 

All the love gone bad turned my world to black

Tattooed all I see, all that I am, all I'll be... yeah...

 

I know someday you'll have a beautiful life,

I know you'll be a star in somebody else's sky,

But why, why, why can't it be, can't it be mine?

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