terça-feira, 4 de fevereiro de 2014

Procol Harum - A Whiter Shade of Pale, live in Denmark 2006

"Quando alguma coisa ou alguém faz - ou pode fazer - você chorar, é porque a pessoa - ou o 'assunto' - é muito importante para você"... Por extensão, se você "perdeu" a capacidade de chorar, uma parte importante de você está se perdendo...
Derrame hoje uma lágrima...; nem que seja uma só... e nem que seja só por um segundo...
Mas melhor mesmo é deixar "molhar" os olhos; "lavar a alma" e o coração... Faz bem, muito bem...


"This Procol Harum's version of 'A Whiter Shade of Pale' is on God's iPod"...


A Whiter Shade Of Pale

We skipped the light fandango
Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was feeling kinda seasick
But the crowd called out for more
The room was humming harder
As the ceiling flew away
When we called out for another drink
The waiter brought a tray

And so it was that later
As the miller told his tale
That her face, at first just ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of pale

She said, 'there is no reason
And the truth is plain to see
But I wandered through my playing cards
And would not let her be
One of sixteen vestal virgins
Who were leaving for the coast
And although my eyes were open
They might have just as well've been closed

And so it was that later
As the miller told his tale
That her face, at first just ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of pale