11 November 2016

Estávamos há 4 dias sem Leonard Cohen e só agora reparámos



Everybody knows that the dice are loaded
Everybody rolls with their fingers crossed
Everybody knows that the war is over
Everybody knows the good guys lost
Everybody knows the fight was fixed
The poor stay poor, the rich get rich
That's how it goes
Everybody knows

Everybody knows that the boat is leaking
Everybody knows that the captain lied
Everybody got this broken feeling
Like their father or their dog just died

Everybody talking to their pockets
Everybody wants a box of chocolates
And a long stem rose
Everybody knows

Everybody knows that you love me baby
Everybody knows that you really do
Everybody knows that you've been faithful
Ah give or take a night or two
Everybody knows you've been discreet
But there were so many people you just had to meet
Without your clothes
And everybody knows

Everybody knows, everybody knows
That's how it goes
Everybody knows

Everybody knows, everybody knows
That's how it goes
Everybody knows

And everybody knows that it's now or never
Everybody knows that it's me or you
And everybody knows that you live forever
Ah when you've done a line or two
Everybody knows the deal is rotten
Old black joe's still pickin' cotton
For your ribbons and bows
And everybody knows

And everybody knows that the plague is coming
Everybody knows that it's moving fast
Everybody knows that the naked man and woman
Are just a shining artifact of the past
Everybody knows the scene is dead
But there's gonna be a meter on your bed
That will disclose
What everybody knows

And everybody knows that you're in trouble
Everybody knows what you've been through
From the bloody cross on top of calvary
To the beach of malibu
Everybody knows it's coming apart
Take one last look at this sacred heart
Before it blows
And everybody knows

Everybody knows, everybody knows
That's how it goes
Everybody knows

Oh everybody knows, everybody knows
That's how it goes
Everybody knows

Everybody knows

8 comments:

margarete said...

vim aqui de propósito para te deixar um beijinho
estou desolada

beijinhos

João Lisboa said...

Everybody knows.

Beijo.

N. said...

Outra aqui de propósito para deixar um beijinho.
"Estávamos desde há 4 dias sem Leonard Cohen e só agora reparámos" - sou mesmo panglossiana, mas quando te li a informar-nos disso, achei poético. Um homem destes morre tranquilamente enquanto o mundo fala de coisas miudinhas, como a eleição do Trumpe e assim. Faz-nos pensar se realmente o merecemos (alguns) este tempo todo.

salve J.L. morituri te salutant! :)

Táxi Pluvioso said...

Ele agora terá 77 delas:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bp-KeVBNz0A

Táxi Pluvioso said...

God damn, não sei se foi o link errado, é este:


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bp-KeVBNz0A

Anonymous said...

Let's move to Canadá , now!

João Lisboa said...

"salve J.L. morituri te salutant!"

Credo! (isto de reencontrar amigos em funerais nunca me agradou...) :-)

"Let's move to Canadá , now!"

O Canadá ficou um bocadinho menos interessante Embora ele vivesse em LA)

Anonymous said...


Las seis cuerdas

La guitarra
hace llorar a los sueños.
El sollozo de las almas
perdidas
se escapa por su boca
redonda.
Y como la tarántula,
teje una gran estrella
para cazar suspiros,
que flotan en su negro
aljibe de madera.

LOrca