quarta-feira, 5 de novembro de 2014

Sem Lua


A chuva fina do final da tarde completava o seu dia. Na calçada da avenida ela apenas olhou para o céu e sorriu quase sem querer, depois acenou para primeiro taxi branco disponível e partiu...

O que eu ouvi em seguida foi uma triste canção de desamor...

She takes the blame, takes the pain but the world smiles
'Cos outside is just a taxi ride to drive away
So she packs her bags, calls a cab and the world smiles
And inside well she feels all right and turns to say:
"Yes it's the end, the final showdown
Yes it's the end of our small love
You'll have to find another no one to take the xxxx like I have
Well I guess this is the end, I guess this is the end."
She feels the sun, phones her mum and the world smiles
'Cos outside in the morning light it's another day
So she packs her bag, smokes a xxx and the world smiles
'Cos inside well she feels all right, and turns to say:
"Yes it's the end, the final showdown
Yes it's the end of our small love
You'll have to find another no one to take the xxxx like I have
Well I guess this is the end, I guess this is the end... oh well..."


Nunca mais a verei, a noite também não verá a lua.


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