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[dom] 6 de março de 2011

rápido – enquanto mofo e acúmulo forças para por meu bloco na rua – só para constar: este é o último carnaval que trabalho assim dessa forma estúpida e alienada. secos e molhados ontem saíram do playlist e mergulhei na legião urbana – estou retro e sentimental, como se fosse dez, ou mais, anos atrás. paulo passa os dias de carnaval cá em casa – e talvez se ele não viesse eu ficasse por cá sem ir para a rua. estou desacostumado a estar no fervo da folia… ontem excetuando o reencontro e o prazer de estar com querido amigos todo o resto foi uma profunda nostalgia – saudade de tantas coisas desta vida. meu corpo anda muito reto e é preciso errar. e… tem hoje e segunda e terça ainda.

mas algo é mais ou menos assim quase sempre esse duelo permanente entre o desejo de isolar-se em si mesmo e o desejo de envolver-se nos outros…

está chegando a hora de virar a o barco e ir à alguma outra direção.

e duas canções porque as ouço agora.

YOU’VE LOST THAT LOVIN’ FEELIN’ // JOHNNY RIVERS / you never close your eyes anymore when I kiss your lips. / and there’s no tenderness like before in your fingertips. / you’re trying hard not to show it, (baby). / but baby, can’t you see that I know it… // you’ve lost that lovin’ feeling, / whoa, that lovin’ feeling, / you’ve lost that lovin’ feeling, / now it’s gone… gone… gone… wooooooh. // now there’s no welcome look in your eyes when I reach out for you. / and now your’re starting to critisize every little things I try to do. / It makes me just feel like crying, (baby). / ‘cause baby, something beautiful is dying. // You lost that lovin’ feeling, / Whoa, that lovin’ feeling, / And you’ve lost that lovin’ feeling, / Now it’s gone… gone… gone… woooooah // Baby, baby, I get down on my knees for you, I do it for you.  // If you would only love me like you used to do, yeah. / Somebody help me now. // We had a love…a love…a love you don’t find everyday. // So don’t…don’t…don’t… oh don’t take’n away. // Baby (baby), baby (baby), wooooooh baby (baby). / I need your love (I need your love), I need your love (I need your love), / I need your love, girl (I need your love), I need your love (I need your love). / Come on, bring it on back (bring it on back), bring it on back (bring it on back), / Bring it on back now (bring it on back), bring it on back (bring it on back). // Bring back that lovin’ feeling, / Whoa, that lovin’ feeling / I need that lovin’ feeling, / Girl it’s gone… gone… gone, woooooah // Baby, baby, I’ve down on my knees for you, nobody do it for you. // If you would only love me like you used to do, yeah. / I can make it alright. // We had a love…a love…a love you don’t find everyday. // So don’t…don’t…don’t… oh don’t take’n away. // I say baby (baby), baby (baby), wooooooh (wooooooh) baby (baby). / I  need your love (I need your love), I need your love (I need your love), / I need your love now (I need your love), I need your love (I need your love). / Come on, bring it on back (bring it on back), bring it on home (bring it on home), / Bring it on back now (bring it on back), bring it on back (bring it on back). // Oh bring back that lovin’ feeling, / Whoa, that lovin’ feeling / I need that lovin’ feeling, / Girl it’s gone…gone…gone and I can’t go on, woooooah / Woooooah / Woooooah / Woooooah / Woooooah // You never close your eyes.. 

TICKET TO RIDE // JOHN LENNON / PAUL MCCARTNEY / I think I’m gonna be sad. / I think it’s today. / Yeah. / The girl that’s drivin’ me mad / Is goin’ away. // She’s got a ticket to ride. / She’s got a ticket to ride. / She’s got a ticket to ride, / But she don’t care. // She said that livin’ with me / Was bringin’ her down. / Yeah. / She would never be free / When I was around. // She’s got a ticket to ride. / She’s got a ticket to ride. / She’s got a ticket to Tide, / But she don’t care. // I don’t know why she’s ridin’ so high. / She oughtta think twice. / She oughtta do right by me. / Before she gets to sayin’ goodbye, / She oughtta think twice. / She oughtta do right by me. // I think I’m gonna be sad. / I think it’s today. / Yeah. / The girl that’s drivin’ me mad / Is goin’ away. / Yeah. // Ah, she’s got a ticket to ride. / She’s got a ticket to ride. / She’s got a ticket to ride, / But she don’t care. // I don’t know why she’s ridin’ so high. / She oughtta think twice. / She oughtta do right by me. / Before she gets to sayin’ goodbye, / She oughtta think twice. / She oughtta do right by me. // She said that livin’ with me / Was bringin’ her down. / Yeah. / She would never be free / When I was around. // Ah, she’s got a ticket to ride. / She’s got a ticket to ride. / She’s got a ticket to ride, / But she don’t care. // My baby don’t care. / My baby don’t care. / My baby don’t care. / My baby don’t care. / My baby don’t care. //

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