quarta-feira, fevereiro 26, 2003

You don´t know what love is
Billie Holiday

"You don't know what love is
‘Til you’ve learned the meaning of the blues
Until you’ve loved a love you've had to lose
You don't know what love is

You don't know how lips hurt
Until you've kissed and had to pay the cost
Until you've flipped your heart and you have lost
You don't know what love is

Do you know how lost I've been
At the thought of reminiscing
And how lips that taste of tears
Lose their taste for kissing

You don't know how hearts burn
For love that cannot live yet never dies
Until you've faced each dawn with sleepless eyes
You don't know what love is

What Love Is"


Talvez tenha faltado acrescentar o seguinte pra ficar claro: tu não sabe o que é o amor até alguém te deixar pelo simples fato de que não te ama. Ok, tu é uma pessoa... ok. Mas só.
E tu ama essa pessoa, muito, orquestra mesmo. Ela te acha legal. Na melhor das hipóteses, bem legal.

Só.

Só.

E tu, de novo, está só.

"Get a life, get a broadband connection."

and a TV, and a table...

and the girl.