Não sei o Eddie dos Pearl Jam tem noção do que fez quando escreveu esta música. Estou a falar do "Black". A música acompanha a minha vida há anos e anos e anos....em fases diferentes, mas o sentimento que me desperta é sempre exactamente o mesmo. Toca num pontinho bem escondido da alma, que por vezes me esqueço que existe.
And the song goes like this :
Sheets of empty canvas, untouched sheets of clay
Were laid spread out before me as her body once did.
All five horizons revolved around her soul
As the earth to the sun
Now the air I tasted and breathed has taken a turn
Ooh, and all I taught her was everything
Ooh, I know she gave me all that she wore
And now my bitter hands chafe beneath the clouds
Of what was everything.
Oh, the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...
I take a walk outsideI'm surrounded by some kids at play
I can feel their laughter, so why do I sear?
Oh, and twisted thoughts that spin round my head
(I'm spinning, oh, I'm spinning)
How quick the sun can drop away
And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass
Of what was everything?
All the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...
All the love gone bad turned my world to black
Tattooed all I see, all that I am, all I'll be...
yeah...Uh huh... uh huh... ooh...
I know someday you'll have a beautiful life,
I know you'll be a sun in somebody else's sky, but why
Why, why can't it be, can't it be mine
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