terça-feira, agosto 29, 2006

It Ain't me, babe

(Eu nunca contei pra ninguém, mas o verdadeiro príncipe da Helgolândia é o Bob Dylan)

It Ain´t me, babe

Go 'way from my window,
Leave at your own chosen speed.
I'm not the one you want, babe,
I'm not the one you need.
You say you're lookin' for someone
Never weak but always strong,
To protect you an' defend you
Whether you are right or wrong,
Someone to open each and every door,
But it ain't me, babe,
No, no, no, it ain't me, babe,
It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe.

Go lightly from the ledge, babe,
Go lightly on the ground.
I'm not the one you want, babe,
I will only let you down.
You say you're lookin' for someone
Who will promise never to part,
Someone to close his eyes for you,
Someone to close his heart,
Someone who will die for you an' more,
But it ain't me, babe,
No, no, no, it ain't me, babe,
It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe.

Go melt back into the night, babe,
Everything inside is made of stone.
There's nothing in here moving
An' anyway I'm not alone.
You say you're looking for someone
Who'll pick you up each time you fall,
To gather flowers constantly
An' to come each time you call,
A lover for your life an' nothing more,
But it ain't me, babe,
No, no, no, it ain't me, babe,
It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe.

2 comentários:

Anônimo disse...

Droga!!! Achei que fosse eu! Fui iludido!

Fer Japa Sorocaba

Helga disse...

(risos). Fernando querido, não se preocupe, pois em breve a Helgolândia entrará em ano de eleição e novos candidatos a principes serão bem-vindos!

grde b'jo

Cinderhelga