segunda-feira, julho 25, 2005
P.S. (Re)Lembrar..
Mais uma tarde de reaparições... Encontrei duas coisas: uma música e uma fotografia.
Ambas esquecidas, ambas (re)lembradas. As descobertas de uns são as delícias de outros.
Pois que elas sejam um regalo (também) para os vossos olhos. Permitam-se também vocês deliciarem-se. J.A.V.
Mais uma tarde de reaparições... Encontrei duas coisas: uma música e uma fotografia.
Ambas esquecidas, ambas (re)lembradas. As descobertas de uns são as delícias de outros.
Pois que elas sejam um regalo (também) para os vossos olhos. Permitam-se também vocês deliciarem-se. J.A.V.
P.S.
You're a weapon of devotion
Keep the faithful entertained
You're a lover of attention
Found a way to pawn the soul
Disposition may be fetching
But the world moves on and leaves you far behind
I hear you, I hear you, whispering such gorgeous stories
I see you, I see you, trying to break free
You liar, you liar, you can't live the dreams you're spinning
You liar, love to be deceived
You're falling, you're falling, falling from your God-like distance
You're fashion, just fashion, fashion doesn't keep
You're sour, so sour, all is hope and trust is misplaced
You're sour, now you are alone
Walking on fire, feel the way the world's inclining
Walking on fire, hate to deceive
Walking on fire, now the world will keep its distance
Walking on fire, you rather than me
My son says, dear father, what did you do when the world turned over
Stop singing, keep spinning, send us off to sleep
You liar, you liar, all your words are just dust in moonshine
You liar, love to be deceived
Walking on fire, found a place away from humans
Walking on fire, hate to deceive
Walking on fire, now the world will keep its distance
Walking on fire, you rather than me
(James, "Laid" 1993)
