Lugar sem carros

Com muito Beatles por aí vou...

Nada como viciar em seu Álbum Branco e não parar mais
E no novo Arcade Fire, o lugar sem carros perfeito.

Enquanto continuo adorando George Harrison e sua trufa salgada (you’ll have to have them all pulled out after the savoy truffle!):

While my guitar gently weeps

(Beatles por Harrison)

"I look at you all
See the love there that's sleeping
While my guitar gently weeps

I look at the floor

And I see it needs sweeping

Still my guitar gently weeps

I don't know why nobody told you

How to unfold your love

I don't know how someone controlled you

They bought and sold you

I look at the world

And I notice it's turning

While my guitar gently weeps

With every mistake

We must surely be learning

Still my guitar gently weeps

I don't know how you were diverted

You were perverted too

I don't know how you were inverted

No one alerted you

Look at you all...

Still my guitar gently weeps..."

E no dia 02/05 os escritos eram esses:

Que as palavras musicais exprimam o algum sentimento que existe aqui dentro.

Músicas novas para um sentir que se repete...

Arcade Fire novo.

Com a mesma qualidade, o feminino, o masculino, violinos, orquestra, cordas, guitarras, uma bíblia de neon, muitas notas musicais e sons.

Dia de experimentar o musical e o sentimental.

E encontrar, assim, beleza na dor.
(Nota infinita e inimaginável para esse cd)..

"Run from the memories (run run from the memories)

Je nage, mais les sons me suivent [I swim, but the sounds follow me]

(run run from the bottom of Haiti)

Left my name with the border guards

A name that I don’t need

Ce sera un long voyage

Sur les vagues de l'oubli

Run from the memories

Je nage, mais les sons me suivent..

Stop now before it's too late

I'm eating in the ghetto on a hundred dollar plate

Nothing lasts forever that's the way it’s gotta be

There's a great black wave in the middle of the sea, for me

for you

is always for you...

This sound is not asleep

is moving under my feet..."

(Arcade Fire)

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