terça-feira, abril 15, 2008

Better

If I kiss you where it's sore
If I kiss you where it's sore
Will you feel better, better, better
Will you feel anything at all
Will you feel better, better, better
Will you feel anything at all

Born like sisters to this world
In a town where blood ties are only blood
If you never say your name out loud to anyone
They can never ever call you by it

If I kiss you where it's sore
If I kiss you where it's sore
Will you feel better, better, better
Will you feel anything at all
Will you feel better, better, better
Will you feel anything at all

You're getting sadder, getting sadder, getting sadder, getting sadder
And I don't understand, and I don't understand
But if I kiss you where it's sore
If I kiss you where it's sore
Will you feel better, better, better
Will you feel anything at all
Will you feel better, better, better
Will you feel anything at all
Anything at all
Will you feel anything at all
Anything at all
Will you feel anything at all
Anything at all...

(Regina Spektor)

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4 Comments:

Blogger Patricia said...

A minha mãe tinha este hábito... dar beijinhos onde doia a ver se passava.

Feliz era eu na altura em que bastava um beijo da mamã para curar as feridas.

beijos...

(infelizmente sem poderes curativos ;)

10:46 da tarde  
Blogger Nuno Guronsan said...

Sem poderes curativos, mas igualmente bons de receber :))

Beijos de volta, com uma grande vontade de te afastar as feridas.

10:57 da tarde  
Blogger Patricia said...

Ontem percebi que o que prometia ser uma ferida aberta, afinal não passou de um corte de papel...

Assim guardo com carinho os teus beijos de volta para um momento maior aflição.

*

10:33 da tarde  
Blogger Man Next Door said...

awwww... rainha spektor!

12:04 da tarde  

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