Adeus, dissemos
E nada mais de então ficou
De asas quebradas
Foi a ave branca que voou
Voa lá alto, que eu morro, bem sei, sem voltar
Cantem as aves do monte qu'eu fui ver o mar.. .
Ai,
Não sei de mim;
Ai,
Não sinto nada..
Ai,
E nem,
Voltei.
Chegaram em igual número ao das folhas e das flores na primavera, qual nuvem de guerreiros...
in Odisseia
"Oh, don’t pull its legs
They’re pulled
Don’t squeeze it too hard up
Don’t mash it up
Ooh, don’t pull its legs
They’re pulled
Don’t squeeze it too hard up
Don’t crush it up
If you snap it like a twig
Glue it back with little sticks
Put it back into the grass again
If you break a kitten’s neck
You must shake its body and check
If it’s still alive, be gone to sleep
If you snap it like a twig
Glue it back with little sticks
Put it back into the grass again"
I want to hold the hand inside you
I want to take a breath that's true
I look to you and I see nothing
I look to you to see the truth
You live your life
You go in shadows
You'll come apart and you'll go black
Some kind of night into your darkness
Colors your eyes with what's not there
Fade into you
Strange you never knew
Fade into you
I think it's strange you never knew
A stranger's light comes on slowly
A stranger's heart without a home
You put your hands into your head
And then smiles cover your heart
Fade into you
Strange you never knew
Fade into you
I think it's strange you never knew
"People are strange, when you're a stranger
Faces look ugly when you're alone
Women seem wicked, when you're unwanted
Streets are uneven, when you're down
When you're strange, faces come out of the rain
When you're strange, no one remembers your name
When you're strange, when you're strange, when you're strange"
...In the tree by the brook there's a songbird who sings
Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven
…It makes me wonder
There's a feeling I get when I look to the west
And my spirit is crying for leaving
In my thoughts I have seen rings of smoke through the trees
And the voices of those who stand looking
And as we wind on down the road
Our shadows taller than our souls
There walks a lady we all know
Who shines white light and wants to show
How everything still turns to gold
And if you listen very hard
The tune will come to you at last
When all are one and one is all, yeah
To be a rock and not to roll
Ooooooooooooh
And she's buying a stairway to heaven
..."
