Certamente!

Paulo Querido. Na Internet desde 1989

1 de outubro de 2007

Para o Rui, com uma pontinha de emoção

And the nurse will tell you lies

Of a kingdom beyond the skies.

Ao vivo

Em estúdio, só falta mesmo a estática do vinil (notem as diferenças em Peter Gabriel

Genesis – The Musical Box

(Banks/Collins/Gabriel/Hackett/Rutherford/Phillips/Barnard)

Play me Old King Cole

That I may join with you,

All your hearts now seem so far from me

It hardly seems to matter now.

And the nurse will tell you lies

Of a kingdom beyond the skies.

But I am lost within this half-world,

It hardly seems to matter now.

Play me my song.

Here it comes again.

Play me my song.

Here it comes again.

Just a little bit,

Just a little bit more time,

Time left to live out my life.

Play me my song.

Here it comes again.

Play me my song.

Here it comes again.

Old King Cole was a merry old soul,

And a merry old soul was he.

So he called for his pipe,

And he called for his bowl,

And he called for his fiddlers three.

But the clock, tick-tock,

On the mantlepiece -

And I want, and I feel, and I know, and I touch,

Her warmth…

She’s a lady, she’s got time,

Brush back your hair, and let me get to know your face.

She’s a lady, she is mine.

Brush back your hair, and let me get to know your flesh.

I’ve been waiting here for so long

And all this time has passed me by

It doesn’t seem to matter now

You stand there with your fixed expression

Casting doubt on all I have to say.

Why don’t you touch me, touch me,

Why don’t you touch me, touch me,

Touch me now, now, now, now, now..