sexta-feira, março 21, 2008

um filme que ninguém esquece







I don't know how to love him.

What to do, how to move him.

I've been changed,

yes really changed.

In these past few days,

when I've seen myself,

I seem like someone else.

I don't know how to take this.

I don't see why he moves me.

He's a man. He's just a man.

And I've had so many men before,

In very many ways,

He's just one more.

Should I bring him down?

Should I scream and shout?

Should I speak of love, Let my feelings out?

I never thought I'd come to this.

What's it all about?

Don't you think it's rather funny,

I should be in this position.

I'm the one who's always been

So calm, so cool, no lover's fool,

Running every show. He scares me so.

I never thought I'd come to this.

What's it all about?

Yet, if he said he loved me,

I'd be lost. I'd be frightened.

I couldn't cope, just couldn't cope.

I'd turn my head.

I'd back away.

I wouldn't want to know.

He scares me so.

I want him so.

I love him so.

2 comentários:

xico.lf disse...

Obrigado, Fresquinha!
Em 1973 estava no mato em Angola, enviaram-me a K7, ouvi vezes sem conta ...
I don't know how to love Him!!!...
:( ou :))

xico.lf disse...

O que ficou para trás!