Ainda sobre música, a minha preferida do Supertramp.

Even in the quietest moments.

(...)

And even though the stars are listening
And the ocean's deep, I just go to sleep
And then I create a silent movie
You become the star, is that what you are, dear?
Your whisper tells a secret
Your laughter brings me joy
And a wonder of feeling I'm Nature's own little boy
But still the tears keep falling
They're raining from the sky
Well there's a lot of me got to go under before I get high

Don't you let the sun disappear (2x)
Don't you let the sun be leaving
No, you can't be leaving my life
Say that you won't be leaving my life (2x)
Say won't you please, stay won't you please (2x)
Lord, won't you come and get into my life (2x)
Say won't you please, stay won't you please (2x)
Lord, don't go

And even when the song is over
Where have I been --- was it just a dream?
And though your door is always open
Where do I begin --- may I please come in, dear?

Velhos amores, quando passado são, é melhor não tentar visitá-los, mesmo estando abertas as portas. Ou a um telefonema de distância. Melhor é seguir a procura de novos amores com quem brincar num deboche de ardor prodigioso* ou inventar artes novas de brincar*.

(*) Frases do livro Macunaíma de Mario de Andrade.
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