26 de mai. de 2010

Wonderwall

Descanso. Eu preciso desesperadamente de um descanso. Preciso ficar longe de tudo, e todos. Estou insuportavelmente só. A Lua está cheia hoje, porém, as núvens carregadas, prestes a desabar, a escondem. É isso o que preciso fazer. Esconder-me. Fugir. Cansei de ouvir todas as reclamações alheias e não poder reclamar a ninguém. Ninguém me escuta. Ninguém se importa. Eu poderia fugir. Queria tanto fugir. Hoje sou a Lua, que à distância é bela, completa. Mas que, de perto tem crateras, furos, partes faltando. Preciso das partes que faltam de mim.


- Today is gonna be the day that they're gonna throw it back to you. By now you should've somehow realized what you gotta do. I don't believe that anybody feels the way I do about you now. Backbeat, the word was on the street that the fire in your heart is out. I'm sure you've heard it all before, but you never really had a doubt. I don't believe that anybody feels the way I do about you now. And all the roads we have to walk are winding, and all the lights that lead us there are blinding. There are many things that I would like to say to you, but I don't know how, because maybe you're gonna be the one that saves me. And after all, you're my wonderwall. Today was gonna be the day
But they'll never throw it back to you. By now you should've somehow realized what you're not to do. I don't believe that anybody feels the way I do about you now. And all the roads that lead you there were winding, and all the lights that light the way are blinding. There are many things that I would like to say to you, but I don't know how. I said maybe you're gonna be the one that saves me. And after all, you're my wonderwall.

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