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segunda-feira, fevereiro 21, 2011

Runaway


Runaway - Del Shannon

As I walk along I wonder a-what went wrong

With our love, a love that was so strong
And as I still walk on, I think of the things we've done
Together, a-while our hearts were young

I'm a-walkin' in the rain
Tears are fallin' and I feel the pain
Wishin' you were here by me
To end this misery
And I wonder
I wa-wa-wa-wa-wonder
Why
Ah-why-why-why-why-why she ran away
And I wonder where she will stay
My little runaway, run-run-run-run-runaway

I'm a-walkin' in the rain
Tears are fallin' and I feel the pain
Wishin' you were here by me
To end this misery
And I wonder
I wa-wa-wa-wa-wonder
Why
Ah-why-why-why-why-why she ran away
And I wonder where she will stay
My little runaway, run-run-run-run-runaway
A-run-run-run-run-runaway

terça-feira, fevereiro 08, 2011

Del Shannon suicidou-se há 21 anos


Del Shannon (30 de Dezembro de 1934 - Grand Rapids, Michigan - 8 de Fevereiro de 1990 - Santa Clarita, Califórnia) foi um famoso cantor e compositor norte-americano. Seu nome completo de baptismo é Charles Weedon Westover.



Runaway - Del Shannon

As I walk along I wonder a-what went wrong

With our love, a love that was so strong
And as I still walk on, I think of the things we've done
Together, a-while our hearts were young

I'm a-walkin' in the rain
Tears are fallin' and I feel the pain
Wishin' you were here by me
To end this misery
And I wonder
I wa-wa-wa-wa-wonder
Why
Ah-why-why-why-why-why she ran away
And I wonder where she will stay
My little runaway, run-run-run-run-runaway

I'm a-walkin' in the rain
Tears are fallin' and I feel the pain
Wishin' you were here by me
To end this misery
And I wonder
I wa-wa-wa-wa-wonder
Why
Ah-why-why-why-why-why she ran away
And I wonder where she will stay
My little runaway, run-run-run-run-runaway
A-run-run-run-run-runaway

segunda-feira, fevereiro 08, 2010

Poema adequado à época

Sóifo e a rocha.

Sísifo

Recomeça...
Se puderes,
Sem angústia e sem pressa.
E os passos que deres,
Nesse caminho duro
Do futuro,
Dá-os em liberdade.
Enquanto não alcances
Não descanses.
De nenhum fruto queiras só metade.

E, nunca saciado,
Vai colhendo
Ilusões sucessivas no pomar
E vendo
Acordado,
O logro da aventura.
És homem, não te esqueças!
Só é tua a loucura
Onde, com lucidez, te reconheças.


in Diário XIII - Miguel Torga



ADENDA: passam hoje 20 anos desde que Del Shannon se suicidou. Recordemos um dos seus maiores êxitos: