Quero ver o pôr-do-sol todos os dias.

Quero amar todos os dias.

Quero sentir-me viva... todos os dias.

Caminhar na praia, sentir a areia nos pés descalços, o frio na pele, a água salgada nas mãos. O sol no rosto. O cabelo ao luar.

Silleda, 12 de Julho

Did I say that I need you?
Did I say that I want you?
Oh, if I didn’t now I’m a fool you see...
No one knows this more than me... as I come clean.

Jantei sushi (I love sushi), bebi Mateus Rosé (ainda bebo), e estive a ouvir 8'56'' de Pearl Jam no telemóvel, em directo do recinto do Optimus Alive. Ah grande T.!

E isto é complicado. E muito. É que nem imaginam. Há aquelas músicas das quais gosto desde sempre, e aquelas mais recentes das quais também gosto imenso. Optei por escolher uma que tem quase duas décadas e que apesar de tudo, permanece intemporal. É aquele tipo de música que parece acompanhar-nos ao longo dos anos, que continua a dizer-nos tanto... mas tanto.

P.S.: Os mais atentos devem ter reparado que coloquei esta música na madrugada de sábado - não é que isso interesse - volta-se a repetir, muito simplesmente. E de resto... quem liga a estas coisas?

P.S.: Alive and kicking!

Well, I won't back down, well I won't back down
You can stand me up at the gates of Hell, but I'll stand my ground

And  I won't back down, no, I'll stand my ground, I won't be turned around
In a world that keeps on draggin' me down, I will stand my ground

And I won't back down
Hey, baby, there ain't no easy way out
Hey, I will stand my ground, and  I won't back down
Well I know what's right, I got just one life
In a world that keeps on pushin' me around, I'll stand my ground
And I won't back down
Hey, baby, there ain't no easy way out
Hey, I will stand my ground
And I won't back down

Encontrei o original desta música de Otis Redding num blog pelo  qual me perdi - ao estilo do triângulo das bermudas - quis por lá velejar... e por lá fiquei - literalmente (ver posts anteriores).

Presa num hiato de tempo, recordei músicas... reencontrei partes de mim.

Fica aqui este clássico, na voz de Eddie Vedder (eu sei, eu sei, ai que bom!).

Sitting in the morning sun
I'll be sitting when the evening comes
Watching the ships roll in
And I watch 'em roll away again

[Refrain]
Sitting on the dock of the bay
Watching the tide roll away
I'm just sitting on the dock of the bay
Wasting time

I left my home in Georgia
Headed for the 'Frisco bay
'Cause I had nothin to live for
And look like nothing's gonna come my way

So I'm just...
[Refrain]

Look like nothing's gonna change
Everything still remains the same
I can't do what ten people tell me to do
So I guess I'll remain the same

Sittin here resting my bones
And this loneliness won't leave me alone
It's two thousand miles I roamed
Just to make this dock my home

Now, I'm just...

P.S.  E quando não é preciso dizer mais nada ...

 I will light the match this mornin, so I wont be alone
Watch as she lies silent, for soon night will be gone
Oh, I will stand arms outstretched, pretend Im free to roam
Oh, I will make my way, through, one more day in hell...
How much difference does it make
How much difference does it make, yeah...

I will hold the candle till it burns up my arm
Oh, Ill keep takin punches until their will grows tired
Oh, I will stare the sun down until my eyes go blind hey,
I wont change direction, and I wont change my mind
How much difference does it make
Mmm, how much difference does it make...how much difference...

Ill swallow poison, until I grow immune
I will scream my lungs out till it fills this room
How much difference
How much difference does it make