Perfect

(by Fairground Attraction)

I don't want half hearted love affairs
I need someone who really cares.
Life is too short to play silly games
I've promised myself I won't do that again.

It's got to be perfect
It's got to be worth it
yeah.
Too many people take second best
But I won't take anything less
It's got to be
yeah
pertect.

Young hearts are foolish
they make such mistakes
They're much too eoger to give their love away.
Well
I have been foolish too many times
Now I'm determined I'm gonna get it right.

It's got to be perfect
. . .

Young hearts are foolish
they make such mistakes
. . .
It's got to be perfect
. . .

It's got to be
yeah
worth it
it's got to be perfect.


(Ontem de manhã ouvi esta música e reparei na letra. Acho muito acertada...)

She

Nesta época em que ainda "cheira" a Natal, deixo aqui a letra de uma música que eu gosto muito muito:

She
(Elvis Costello)
She may be the face I can't forget
The trace of pleasure or regret
Maybe my treasure or the price I have to pay
She may be the song that summer sings
May be the chill that autumn brings
May be a hundred different things
Within the measure of a day
She may be the beauty or the beast
May be the famine or the feast
May turn each day into a Heaven or a Hell
She may be the mirror of my dreams
A smile reflected in a stream
She may not be what she may seem
Inside her shell....
She, who always seems so happy in a crowd
Whose eyes can be so private and so proud
No one's allowed to see them when they cry
She maybe the love that cannot hope to last
May come to me from shadows in the past
That I remember 'till the day I die
She maybe the reason I survive
The why and wherefore I'm alive
The one I care for through the rough and ready years
Me, I'll take the laughter and her tears
And make them all my souvenirs
For where she goes I've got to be
The meaning of my life is
She....She
Oh, she....

Wish you were here

So, So you think you can tell
Heaven from hell
Blue skies from pain
Can you tell a green field
From a cold still rail
A smile from a vail
Do you think you can tell

And did they get you to trade
Your heroes for ghosts
Hot ashes for trees
Hot air for a cool breese
Cold confort for change
And did you exchange
A walk on part in the war
For a lead role in a cage

(tananananaaaana tantantanana tananananaaaana tantantanana)

How I wish, How I wish you were here
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl
Year after year
Running over the same old ground
What have we found
The same old fears
Wish you were here

(tananananaaaana tantantanana tananananaaaana tantantanana)

Adoro, esta música.
É uma das minhas músicas preferidas de sempre.
E nem é pela banda que a toca "Pink Floyd".
Deve ser pela letra e por ser das poucas que o meu fôlego me permite "cantar".
Sim, porque eu adoro cantar (para infelicidade dos que me rodeiam).
E, durante anos, esta era sempre a canção que eu cantava, e de preferência sem música a acompanhar.
Com música normalmente não corria tão bem (pelo menos é o que eu acho).
E quem já me ouviu cantar sabe que até a parte instrumental (a do tananananaaaaana) eu "cantava".
Comecei a cantá-la no liceu com os meus colegas e com um colega à guitarra (e deve ser por isso que nunca mais a consegui cantar com música pois não era o meu colega a tocar).
Há anos que não a "canto"....

Não sei porque me lembrei desta música...