Gosto de imaginar que ilhas significam-se ― fazem-se dizer por signos ― mediante barcos que se aventuram nas águas que as separam, mas também as unem: as águas podem ser oceânicas ou simples veredas, salgadas ou doces, profundas, turbulentas e mais difíceis de navegar, ou arroios cristalinos que escorrem transparentes entre pedras e vegetação de grande frescor. Os barcos, as palavras. E tudo o mais que diz respeito à palavra afeto, no sentido de afetar, atravessar. Escrever e ler são pontas de ilhas que se fazem significar ― os trajetos dependem dos barcos, das ilhas, das águas que as separam. Este blog não pretende nada, exceto lançar barcos que eventualmente alcancem outras ilhas. Barquinhos de papel.


terça-feira, 1 de fevereiro de 2011

Life Is Hard - Bob Dylan (cover by Michael Dallas)


The evening winds are still
I've lost the way and will
Can't tell you where they went
I just know what they meant
I'm always on my guard
Admitting life is hard
Without you near me

The friend you used to be
So near and dear to me
You slipped so far away
Where did we go a-stray
I pass the old schoolyard
Admitting life is hard
Without you near me

Ever since the day
The day you went away
I felt that emptiness so wide
I don't know what's wrong or right
I just know I need strength to fight
Strength to fight that world outside

Since we've been out of touch
I haven't felt that much
From day to barren day
My heart stays locked away
I walk the boulevard
Admitting life is hard
Without you near me

The sun is sinking low
I guess it's time to go
I feel a chilly breeze
In place of memories
My dreams are locked and barred
Admitting life is hard
Without you near me

Fonte: site oficial de Bob Dylan. Para ouvir com o próprio Dylan: Rádio Uol.

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