Aceasta este melodia care a inceput sa ma obsedeze si pe care o ascult de cateva ore bune, dupa ce dimineata mi-a fost leganata de aceasta melodie, ascultata, de asemenea, dincolo de epuizare...
Give the ocean what I took from you so one day you could find it in the sand
And hold it in your hands again...
Nu-mi doresc decat o vara nesfarsita in Portugalia si bilete la Festivalul Sudoeste, unde vor canta si cei de la The National...Nu e mult, nu??
Weary sun, sleep tonight, go crashing into the ocean
Cut the line that ties the tide and moon, ancient and blue
We take our empty hearts and fill them up with broken things
To hang on humming wire like cheap lamps down a dead end street
Close your weary eyes until the wintertime
And every time we turn away it hits me like a tidal wave
I would change for you but, babe, that doesn't mean I'm gonna be a better man
Give the ocean what I took from you so one day you could find it in the sand
And hold it in your hands again
Cold ways kill cool lovers
Strange ways we used each other
Why won't you fall back in love with me?
There ain't no way we're gonna find another
The way we sleep all summer
So why won't you fall back in love with me?
Combing over Broken Cross I held on you
Haunted by the ghost of something new
Curtains fall, fashions fade, an endless summer over
Another tide to launch an autumn moon over the dunes
There must be a better way to pull a whole apart
To keep a world from caving in
Another way to while away from you, frozen and blue
Close your weary eyes until the wintertime
But everytime we turn away it surges like a tidal wave
I would change but, babe, that doesn't mean I'm gonna be a better man
Give the ocean what I took from you so one day you could find it in the sand
And hold it in your hands again
Cold ways kill cool lovers
Strange way we use each other
Why won't you fall back in love with me?
There ain't no way we're gonna find another
The way we sleep all summer
Why won't you fall back in love with me?
Muzica: The National - Sleep All Summer (with St. Vincent)
(Crooked Fingers Cover)
Versuri: probabil Crooked Fingers (?!)
Imagine: Praia da Amália (da, este plaja preferata a Amáliei Rodrigues, un loc salbatic si nespus de frumos, despre care va voi povesti in curand...probabil in episodul 7 sau 8 al rezumatului meu de Portugalia)
nu stiu de ce uneori lucrurile simple cer cea mai lunga batalie pentru a le obtine. hehe, dar si victoria are gustul mai dulce apoi, nu?
RăspundețiȘtergeredap, aceeasi senzatie o am si eu...si tot astept gustul acela dulce, care nu mai vine...
RăspundețiȘtergeredoar stii cum suntem noi astia mai mici: nerabdatori si razvratiti :)))
eh, pai de la noi astia mai mari ati invatat :))
RăspundețiȘtergeresi uite cum ajungem din nou la subiectul acesta :))
RăspundețiȘtergeretraiasca toti mentorii care au luat sub aripa lor invatacei necopti si sfiosi!!:))