terça-feira, maio 04, 2004
Já toda a gente sabe...
...que, de vez em quando, gosto das minhas doses maciças de Nick Cave. É, eu sei que já aturaram poemas que cheguem para se porem daqui a andar para sempre. Mas, que é que querem, ainda não tinha mostrado qual é, para mim, o melhor poema de amor/desamor que aquele australiano com educação metodista, nicotinómano em último grau, ex-heroinómano, voz de barítono e pianista do caralho (pardon my french) alguma vez escreveu! Assim sendo, tomem lá disto, que se faz tarde!
I left by the back door
With my wife's lover's smoking gun
I don't know what I was hoping for
I hit the road at a run
I was your lover
I was your man
There never was no other
I was your friend
Till we came along this road
Till we came along this road
Till we came along this road
I ain't sent you no letters, Ma
But I'm looking quite a trip
The world spinning beneath me, Ma
Guns blazing at my hip
You were my lover
You were my friend
There never was no other
On whom I could depend
Then we came along this road
We came along this road
We came along this road
Nick Cave - We came along this road
I left by the back door
With my wife's lover's smoking gun
I don't know what I was hoping for
I hit the road at a run
I was your lover
I was your man
There never was no other
I was your friend
Till we came along this road
Till we came along this road
Till we came along this road
I ain't sent you no letters, Ma
But I'm looking quite a trip
The world spinning beneath me, Ma
Guns blazing at my hip
You were my lover
You were my friend
There never was no other
On whom I could depend
Then we came along this road
We came along this road
We came along this road
Nick Cave - We came along this road
