"Na véspera de não partir nunca Ao menos não há que arrumar malas Nem que fazer planos em papel... Todos os dias é véspera de não partir nunca" Álvaro de Campos
quarta-feira, 13 de junho de 2012
Dream Brother - Jeff Buckley
Lyrics:
Sleeping with his arms 'round the hips of fate
And his tears scattered 'round the world
Angel don't give him these dreams
And my cold black visions
Show him his babies in a helpless state of
Never knowing fully his voice
Never knowing what it is to be
His children
Dream Brother with his eyes to the burning sun
Don't be like the one who made me so old
Don't be like the one who left behind his name
'Cause they're waiting for you like I waited for mine
And nobody ever came (x3)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NGxwL7hnjLA
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