Velho inimigo
Come as you are, as you were,
As I want you to be as a friend,
As a friend, as an old enemy
Take your time, hurry up
Choice is yours, don't be late
Take a rest, as a friend
As an old memory, memory,
Memory, memory, memory, memory
Come downsed in mud,
Soaked in bleach
As I want you to be
As a trend, as a friend,
As an old memory, memory,
Memory, memory, memory, memory
And I swear that I don't have a gun
No I don't have a gun, no I don't have a gun
No I don't have a gun, no I don't have a gun
(imagem via HawLin)
Muito bom vir vez por outra até a tua toca. Esse poema é seu? Não sabia que poetava tão bem em english. Adorei!
ResponderExcluirNão... não é meu. É "Come as you are", do Nirvana. Foi em 5 de abril de 1994 que Kurt Cobain suicidou-se.
ResponderExcluirBjk
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