À saída do hipermercado hoje, o meu telemóvel começou a tocar. Claro que quando lhe peguei, depois de alguns palavrões que metiam malas de gajas à mistura, a Mzinha já tinha desligado. Não retribuí a chamada, que tinha falado com ela uns minutos antes, a desafiá-la para um café numa esplanada, e ela não estava ainda despachada. Pensei "já chegou a casa e quer saber onde ando".
Quando cheguei, nada. Chegou uns momentos depois:"dei-te um toque", e eu, "pois, eu vi". E ela "quando saíste do Modelo eu estava numa das caixas a pagar. Mas olhaste para mim, com aquele ar de "não te estou a ver, que não quero ver ninguém e detesto esta cidade onde toda a gente se conhece"... e foste-te embora.
Claro que não a vi. E desta vez tive sorte, ou seria mais uma a chamar-me mal-educada por tudo o que é tasca ou cabeleireiro desta Cidade de Deus.
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Wasted Years
From the coast of gold, across the seven seas,
I'm traveling on, far and wide,
But now it seems, I'm just a stranger to myself,
And all the things I sometimes do, it isn't me but someone else.
I close my eyes, and think of home,
Another city goes by, in the night,
Ain't it funny how it is, you never miss it til it's gone away,
And my heart is lying there and will be til my dying day.
So understand
Don't waste your time always searching for those wasted years,
Face up, make your stand,
And realize you're living in the golden years.
Too much time on my hands, I got you on my mind,
Can't ease this pain, so easily,
When you can't find the words to say, it's hard to make it through another day,
And it makes me want to cry, and throw my hands up to the sky.
So understand
Don't waste your time always searching for those wasted years,
Face up, make your stand,
And realize you're living in the golden years.
Maybe one day I'll be an honest man
Up till now I'm doing the best I can
Long roads, long days, of sunrise, to sunset
Sunrise to sunset
Spend your days full of emptiness
Spend your years full of loneliness
Wasting love, in a desperate caress
Rolling shadows of nights
Dream on brothers, while you can
Dream on sisters, I hope you find the one
All of our lives, covered up quickly
By the tides of time
Sands are flowing and the lines
Are in your hand
In your eyes I see the hunger, and the
Desperate cry that tears the night.
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