domingo, setembro 6

Para desenjoar da melancolia e dos gajos barbudos

Perfeito para cantar durante as viagens em busca dos incêndios com mais 100 hectares.




The Dodos - Fables

We spoke today to a jury
you can see the doubt in their eyes
our words are trained to the angry
there was nothing left to change their minds

We remember when you were my accomplice
now we forget why we started this

I don't want to go in the fire
I just want to stay in my home
I don't want to hear all the liars
I just want to be with my own
I don't want to go in the fire
I just want to stay in my home

We took today what we buried
You just hope to pass, that's why you hide it
I held your weight, now it holds me
A cowards way to be in violet

You will protest what you ask your blessing
Till you accept them into your nest

I don't want to go in the fire
I just want to stay in my home
I don't want to hear all the liars
I just want to be with my own
I don't want to go in the fire
I just want to stay in my home

We call them in, we call them out
We call them in, we call them out
We're coming, we're coming home
We're coming, we're coming home

3 comentários:

  1. queres um? o do sabugal. estive lá este domingo e dá vontade de fazer coisas muito más aos autores. quilómetros de tudo queimado ao longo da estrada que liga o sabugal a sortelha: oliveiras, castanheiros, carvalhos, mato, prados.. já foi lindo. desconfio que num futuro próximo, os grandes hotspots de diversidade serão os quintais das casas.

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  2. Sim, já sabia desse, obrigada. Vou ver essa miséria para a semana...

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  3. bem..que perfeiteza de música para o teu trabalho de campo! estes meninos pensam em tudo...são como a Tefal!

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