a aroeira tombou, pela chuva de ontem… mas ainda segue viva. dormi no sofá, com as portas e janelas abertas. o gato insistiu, e apesar do pouco espaço e de minha mania de rolar prá lá e prá cá… ele conquista um pedaço… acordo com eles aos meus pés. e há uma goteira no meu futuro quarto. a chuva é estrondosamente alta quando bate no telhado… certas pessoas são muito tóxicas… às vezes é melhor ficar sozinho. às vezes eu busco as melhores palavras, as mais precisas… noutras eu desisto da vida, apenas fico triste. sou triste…
mas eu ainda sou um cara de sorte. todos temos nossos escombros e ruínas… e nada é justo, e pouco é certo.
Say a word for Jimmy Brown / He ain’t got nothing at all / Not a shirt right of his back / He ain’t got nothing at all / And say a word for Ginger Brown / Walks with his head down to the ground / Took the shoes right of his feet / To poor boy right out in the street / And this is what he said / Oh sweet nuthin’ / She ain’t got nothing at all / Oh sweet nutin’ / She ain’t got nothing at all / Say a word for Polly May / She can’t tell the night from the day / They threw her out in the street / But just like a cat she landed on her feet / And say a word for Joanna Love / She ain’t got nothing at all / Cause everyday she falls in love / And every night she falls when she does / She said / Oh sweet nuthin’ / You know she ain’t got nothing at all / Oh sweet nutin’ / She ain’t got nothing at all / Oh let me hear you! / Say a word for Jimmy Brown / He ain’t got nothing at all / Not a shirt right of his back / He ain’t got nothing at all / And say a word for Ginger Brown / Walks with his head down to the ground / Took the shoes right of his feet / To poor boy right out in the street / And this is what he said / Oh sweet nuthin’ / She ain’t got nothing at all / Oh sweet nutin’ / She ain’t got nothing at all / She ain’t got nothing at all / Oh sweet nutin’ / She ain’t got nothing at all / She ain’t got nothing at all / She ain’t got nothing at all / Compositor: Lou Reed

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This entry was posted on 2019, janeiro 25, sexta-feira às 10:53 and is filed under 25, Bob Dylan - Robert Allen Zimmerman, Citação, letra, Links, Lou Reed – Lewis Allan Reed, Música, The Velvet Underground.
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