sábado, 13 de dezembro de 2014

Pensei em tudo que é possível falar
Que sirva apenas para nós dois...

mas pensando bem, não queria precisar dizer nada
(...) ain't talkin', just walkin'
Through this weary world of woe
Heart burnin', still yearnin'
No one on earth would ever know (...)
(Ain't talkin  Bob Dylan)

Love sick Bob Dylan

I'm walking through streets that are dead

Walking, walking with you in my head

My feet are so tired, my brain is so wired

And the clouds are weeping

Did I hear someone tell a lie?

Did I hear someone's distant cry?

I spoke like a child; you destroyed me with a smile

While I was sleeping

I'm sick of love but I'm in the thick of it

This kind of love I'm so sick of it

I see, I see lovers in the meadow

I see, I see silhouettes in the window

I watch them 'til they're gone and they leave me hanging on

To a shadow

I'm sick of love; I hear the clock tick

This kind of love; I'm love sick

Sometimes the silence can be like the thunder

Sometimes I wanna take to the road and plunder

Could you ever be true?

I think of you

And I wonder

I'm sick of love; I wish I'd never met you

I'm sick of love; I'm trying to forget you

Just don't know what to do

I'd give anything to

Be with you

It's Alright, Ma (I'm Only Bleeding) Bob Dylan

Temptation's page flies out the door

You follow, find yourself at war

Watch waterfalls of pity roar

You feel to moan but unlike before

You discover

That you'd just be

One more person crying (...)

e hoje vou ouvir Bob Dylan...
mesmo que isso me custe
pensar demais...