sexto sentido

sexta-feira, janeiro 16, 2004

Last Goodbye

Ontem combinei tomar um café com uma pessoa muito especial.
Quando cheguei, um pouco atrasada, eis que me deparei que no pequeno palco do café/bar estava o grupo de música dele a preparar-se para tocar.
A primeira música, veio dizer-me antes do inicio do inicio do concerto, é para ti.
A música, um original de Jeff Buckley, era esta. Sem mais palavras.

This is our last goodbye
I hate to feel the love between us die
But it's over
Just hear this and then I'll go :
you gave me more to live for,
more than you'll ever know.

This is our last embrace,
must I dream and always see your face
Why can't we overcome this wall
Baby, maybe it is just because I didn't know you at all.

Kiss me, please,
Kiss me
But kiss me out of desire, babe, and not consolation
You know,
it makes me so angry 'cause I know that in time
I'll only make you cry, this is our last goodbye.

Did you say "no, this can't happen to me,"
and did you rush to the phone to call?
Was there a voice unkind in the back of your mind saying,
"maybe... you didn't know him at all."

Well, the bells out in the church tower chime
Burning clues into this heart of mine
Thinking so hard on her soft eyes and the memory
Of her sighs that, "it's over... it's over..."