ONE DAY

E aqui fica o registo de mais um hino urbano:

One day maybe we will dance again
Under fiery skies
One day maybe you will love again
Love that never dies


One day maybe you will see the land
Touch skin with sand
You've been swimming in the lonely sea
With no company


Oh, don't you want to find?
Can't you hear this beauty in life?
The roads, the highs, breaking up your life
Can't you hear this beauty in life?


One day maybe you will cry again
Just like a child
You've gotta tie yourself to the mast my friend
And the storm will end


Oh, don't you want to find?
Can't you hear this beauty in life?
The times, the highs, breaking up your mind
Can't you hear this beauty in life?


Oh, you're too afraid to touch
Too afraid you'll like it too much
The roads, the times, breaking up your mind
Can't you hear this beauty in life?


One day maybe I will dance again
One day maybe I will love again
One day maybe we will dance again
You know you've gotta
Tie yourself to the mast my friend
And the storm will end
One day maybe you will love again
You've gotta tie yourself to the mast my friend
And the storm will end




PS: Dia 13 junho, Theatro Circo - I FIHT

REGRESSO

Eis então que surge, qual D.Sebastião envolto numa nuvem de nevoeiro eu próprio na 1ª pessoa para resgatar o blogue da monotonia!

Podia falar da peixeirada na TVI mas não me apetece,

Do Jesus no Benfica mas hoje não,

Podia falar das eleições europeias, mas tou por fora do assunto.

Podia falar de tudo e mais alguma coisa, mas não me apetece.

Por acaso vou falar de música...assim só por acaso, para variar um bocadinho dos posts anteriores! (estou a ser um nadinha irónico)






I have climbed the highest mountains
I have run through the fields
Only to be with you
Only to be with you.

I have run, I have crawled
I have scaled these city walls
These city walls
Only to be with you.

But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for.
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for.

I have kissed honey lips
Felt the healing in her finger tips
It burned like fire
(I was) burning inside her.

I have spoke with the tongue of angels
I have held the hand of a devil
It was warm in the night
I was cold as a stone.

But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for.
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for.

I believe in the Kingdom Come
Then all the colours will bleed into one
Bleed into one.
But yes, I'm still running.

You broke the bonds
And you loosed the chains
Carried the cross of my shame
Oh my shame, you know I believed it.

But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for.
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for.

But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for.
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for.


PS: Toda a gente tem o direito a ter acreditado...mas não se pode ser inocente a vida toda.