terça-feira, 15 de dezembro de 2009
Caminhando sobre as águas
How many roads must a man walk down
before you can call him man?
How many seas must a white dove sail before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes, and how many times must be the cannon balls fly
before they´re forever banned?
The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wing,
the answer is blowing in the wing.
Yes, an haw many years can a montain exist
before it is washed to the sea?
Yes, and how many years can some peoples exist
before they´re allowed to be free?
Yes, and how many times can
a man turn his head
and pretend that he just doesn´t see?
The answer, my friend, is blowing in de wing,
the answer is blowing in the wing.
Yes, and how many times must a man look up
before he can see the sky?
Yes, and how many ears must one man have before he can
hear people cry?
Yes, and how many deaths will it take till he knows that too many people have died?
The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wing, the answer is blowing in the wing.
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2 comentários:
Belo esse caminhar
com memórias de vento
por sobre as águas
à tona do olhar
É uma canção inesquecível esta.
Obrigado pela visita e pelo comentário.
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