ESPEREMOS... Pablo Neruda (Últimos Sonetos) Há outros dias que não têm chegado ainda, que estão fazendo-se como o pão ou as cadeiras ou o produto das farmácias ou das oficinas - há fábricas de dias que virão - existem artesãos da alma que levantam e pesam e preparam certos dias amargos ou preciosos que de repente chegam à porta para premiar-nos com uma laranja ou assassinar-nos de imediato.
Disque: Love Me Please Love Me C'est une poupée qui fait non, non, non, non, non Toute la journée elle fait non, non, non, non, non Elle est tellement jolie Que j'en rêve la nuit C'est une poupée qui fait non, non, non, non, non Toute la journée elle fait non, non, non, non, non Personne, ne lui a jamais appris Qu'on pouvait dire oui Sans même écouter elle fait non, non, non, non, non Sans me regarder elle fait non, non, non, non, non Pourtant, je donnerais ma vie Pour qu'elle dise oui Pourtant, je donnerais ma vie Pour qu'elle dise oui Mais C'est une poupée qui fait non, non, non, non, non Toute la journée elle fait non, non, non, non, non Personne, ne lui a jamais appris Qu'on pouvait dire oui Non, non, non, non, non Non, non, non, non, non Non, non, non, non, non
On a Monday, I am waiting Tuesday, I am fading And by Wednesday I can't sleep. Then the phone rings, I hear you And the darkness is a clear view 'Cause you've come to rescue me Fall.... with you I fall so fast I can hardly catch my breath I hope it lasts (Chorus) Oh.... And it seems like I can finally rest My head on something real, I like the way that feels Oh.... It's as if you know me better than I ever knew myself, I love how you can tell All the pieces, pieces, pieces of me All the pieces, pieces, pieces of me I am moody, messy I get restless And it's senseless How you never seem to care When I'm angry You listen Make me happy, it's your mission And you won't stop 'til I'm there Fall... Sometimes I fall so fast When I hit that bottom crash You're all I have (chorus) How do you know Everything I'm about to say Am I that obvious And if it's written on my face, I hope it never goes away Yeah On a Monday I am waiting And by Tuesday I am fading Into your arms so I can breath... Oh.... And It seems Like I can finally rest My head on something real, I like the way that feels Oh.... It's as if you know me better than I ever knew myself, I love how you can tell Oh.... I love how you can tell Oh.... I love how you can tell All the pieces, pieces, pieces of me All the pieces, pieces, pieces of me