quarta-feira, 3 de junho de 2009

Nós costumávamos gostar tanto dessas músicas...

...mas nunca pensei que fosse ouvi-las de fato como elegias e com tamanho desgosto.
Em algum momento possível eu falo sobre isso tudo com minhas próprias palavras.
Adeus Carol.

Sunday is gloomy,
My hours are slumberless
Dearest the shadows
I live with are numberless
Little white flowers
Will never awaken you
Not where the black coach of Sorrow
Has taken you
Angels have no thoughts
Of ever returning you
Wouldnt they be angry
If I thought of joining you?

Gloomy sunday

Gloomy is sunday,
With shadows I spend it all
My heart and I
Have decided to end it all
Soon there´ll be candles
And prayers that are said I know
But let them not weep
Let them know that Im glad to go
Death is no dream
For in death I´m caressing you
With the last breath of my soul
I´ll be blessing you

Gloomy sunday

Dreaming, I was only dreaming
I awake and I find you asleep
In the deep of my heart, dear
Darling I hope
That my dream never haunted you
My heart is telling you
How much I wanted you
Gloomy sunday

So broken,
In pieces,
My heart is so broken,
I'm puzzling.

Here I go
Trying to run ahead of that,
Heart break train,
It will never catch up with me.

I'm so broken,
I'm trying to land,
This aeroplane of ours gracefully,
But it seems just destined to crash,

I'm so broken,
My heart is so broken,
How can, how can,
And I sense
All continuity
Has vanished away
At one step at a time now baby, baby
I'm so broken

I'm so completely unhealable, baby

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