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Comecei a escrever no momento em que percebi que só pensar não mais me satisfazia.

Precisava transbordar todo aquele pensamento que só ao meu universo de idéias pertencia.

Hoje, escrevo por pura necessidade, por irresistível vício e por agradável teimosia.




Claudia Pinelli Rêgo Fernandes ®



segunda-feira, junho 14, 2004

The least we can do is wave to each other


Capa do cd The least we can do is wave to each other do VDGG Posted by Hello


Esse cd do Van Der Graaf Generator é fantástico.... E hj o seu título faz um sentido todo especial..rs....

"The least we can do is wave to each other" ...

Veja a letra de uma das músicas q mais amo, é linda de doer...

Refugees

North was somewhere years ago and cold:
Ice locked the people's hearts and made them old.
South was birth to pleasant lands, but dry:
I walked the waters' depths and played my mind.
East was dawn, coming alive in the golden sun:
the winds came, gently, several heads became one
in the summertime, though august people sneered;
we were at peace, and we cheered.

We walked alone, sometimes hand in hand,
between the thin lines marking sea and sand;
smiling very peacefully,
we began to notice that we could be free,
and we moved together to the West.


West is where all days will someday end;
where the colours turn from grey to gold,
and you can be with the friends.
And light flakes the golden clouds above all;
West is Mike and Susie,
West is where I love.

There we shall spend our final days of our lives;
tell the same old stories: yeah well,
at least we tried.

Into the West, smiles on our faces, we'll go;
oh, yes, and our apologies to those
who'll never really know the way.

We're refugees, walking away from the life
that we've known and loved;
nothing to do or say, nowhere to stay;
now we are alone.
We're refugees, carrying all we own
in brown bags, tied up with string;
nothing to think, it doesn't mean a thing,
but we'll be happy on our own.

West is Mike and Susie;
West is where I love,
West is refugees' home.


Bjo.

Música: Refugees do Van Der Graaf Generator desse mesmo cd acima.

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