6 de outubro de 2009

Astral Weeks

No momento não consigo parar de ouvir Van Morrison. Pego a estrada cedo e deixo o Astral Weeks rolar ao gosto do vento. Faço minha viagem no clima relax total. Quando viajo ouvindo a voz indescritível desse irlandês, sinto-me leve. 

   
The Way Young Lovers Do
.
We strolled through fields all wet with rain
And back along the lane again 
There in the sunshine 
In the sweet summertime
The way that young lovers do 
.
I kissed you on the lips once more 
And we said goodbye just adoring the nighttime 
Yeah, thats the right time 
To feel the way that young lovers do
 .
Then we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that we were 
And the way that we were meant to be 
Then we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that I was for you 
And you were for me 
And then we danced the night away 
And turned to each other, say, i love you, I love you 
The way that young lovers do 
Do, do, do, do...
.
Then we sat on our star and dreamed of the way that we were and the way
 That we wanted to be 
Then we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that I was for you 
And you were for me
 I went on to dance the night away 
And turned to each other, say, i love you, baby, I love you 
The way that young lovers do, lovers do, lovers do
Do, do, do, do...


 

2 comentários:

  1. bom descobrir dicas, desabrochar gostos novos. vou saboreá-lo, também.


    ;)


    mn

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  2. Bah, Mari, desconfio que tu vai gostar muito. Eu amo! Beijos

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