novocaína para a alma

Santuário de Fátima - 2000

We might kiss when we are alone
When nobody's watching
I might take you home
We might make out when nobody's there
It's not that we're scared
It's just that it's delicate

So why do you fill my sorrow
With the words you've borrowed
From the only place (that) you've known
And why do you sing Hallelujah
If it means nothing to you
Why do you sing with me at all?

We might live like never before
When there's nothing to give
Well how can we ask for more
We might make love in some sacred place
The look on your face is delicate.

Damien Rice, Delicate.

Obviamente, é uma letra com a devina vénia á Patrícia. Obrigado, Patrícia. Pelo carinho. Pelos abraços. Pela música. Pela palavra... sobretudo, pelas palavras.

A vénia é suficiente para dobrar todo o tronco e tocar com a cabeça no chão. Ring of fire, off we go! :)