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quinta-feira, outubro 16, 2003

fly me to the moon #5


Estas coisas acontecem-me... ia a subir a rua e a rapariga ia descer, sorria e enquanto oferecia aquele sorriso surpreendente (ou ainda que não oferecesse, era claro que não se incomodava com a apropriação que o mundo fazia dele) passou a mão pela cabelo como quem acena. Só isso, mais nada. Smiling & Waving e fui para cima a trautear the diver. Já há algum tempo que não a oiço, quando chegar a casa vou tratar desse assunto.




The diver

Standing
High above us all
At the edge of
The diving board

Smiling and waving
Before letting himself fall
The faintest splash
As the water engulfed him
It was beautiful to watch
So beautiful to watch

He was propably
The world's best diver
Probably
The world's best diver
He was
The world's
Best
Diver
Probably

Touching the bottom
He pushed away
With both legs

And cut through the surface
Like a fish

The faintest splash
As the water engulfed him
It was beautiful to watch
So beautiful to watch

I stay high above

He was
The world's
Best diver

But he could not swim

It was beautiful to watch
So beautiful to watch


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