terça-feira, agosto 08, 2006

Esta noite ouve-se

From where Im sitting, rain
Falling against the lonely tenement
Has set my mind to wander
Into the windows of my lovers
They never know unless I write:
"This is no declaration,
I just thought Id let you know goodbye"
Said the hero in the story:
"It is mightier than swords
I could kill you sure
But I could only make you cry with these words"

(Belle and Sebastian, «Get Me Away From Here I'm Dying», If You're Feeling Sinister)

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