Paint It Black
I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes
I see a line of cars and theyre all painted black
With flowers and my love both never to come back
I see people turn their heads and quickly look away
Like a new born baby it just happens every day
I look inside myself and see my heart is black
I see my red door and it has been painted black
Maybe then Ill fade away and not have to face the facts
Its not easy facin up when your whole world is black
No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue
I could not foresee this thing happening to you
If I look hard enough into the settin' sun
My love will laugh with me before the mornin' comes
I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes
Hmm, hmm, hmm,...
I wanna see it painted, painted black
Black as night, black as coal
I wanna see the sun blotted out from the sky
I wanna see it painted, painted, painted, painted black
Yeah!
www.youtube.com/watch?v=3lwtAr88QC8
Letra de Mick Jagger e Keith Richards (Rolling Stones)
Filipe Daniel Duarte de Oliveira
1 Comentários:
A escuridão vai e vem, há que deixar rolar. Como dizia Hunter Thompson "... no Sympathy For The Devil, keep that in mind. "
Quanto á musica, grande som, um clássico, lembro-me que era também a musica de abertura de uma série policial que dava no final dos anos 80 na RTP, em que entrava um mafioso chamado Ray Luca que tinha um parceiro de crime totil estúpido que tinha paradelas do género, o Ray Luca, que era o chefe dele, mandava-o buscar Don Perigon ( o champanhe) e o man pensava que era para ir raptar um qualquer mafioso rival qualquer. Havia também um detective da polícia de bigode e chapéu que andava sempre a tripar com esse Ray Luca. Não me lembro do nome da série, aliás só me lembrei desta série por causa da musica, mas era engraçada.
Abraço! Ânimo e força aí!
21/7/07 11:19
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