Tempo de dança num vago compasso de bela toada
fecha solene a última festa do longo inverno.
Chove de novo na húmida noite gelada de março;
nada faria prever o perfume da música nova.
Vejo agora teu rosto no espelho da sala dourada;
luzem teus olhos ao brilho das velas nos lustres acesos,
quando de novo a orquestra entoa a música nova,
sempre que soa no brilho da sala a triste gavote.
Música minha alheia não soa às árvores altas:
ramos e folhas ondulam à chuva na escura montanha,
cantam por mim o que vejo ao ver-te no límpido espelho,
hoje que mais do que nunca rebrilham teus olhos brilhantes.
Pena seria portanto perdermos a última dança;
ambos sabemos que vêm vazios compassos de espera,
logo que raie daqui a minutos a pálida aurora,
ela que traz como sempre o ocaso dos nossos amores.
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lembrei-me disto:
One by one, the guests arrive
The guests are coming through
The open-hearted many
The broken-hearted few
And no one knows where the night is going
And no one knows why the wine is flowing
Oh love I need you
I need you
I need you
I need you
Oh I need you now
And those who dance, begin to dance
Those who weep begin
And "Welcome, welcome" cries a voice
"Let all my guests come in."
And no one knows where the night is going
And all go stumbling through that house
in lonely secrecy
Saying "Do reveal yourself"
or "Why has thou forsaken me?"
And no one knows where the night is going
All at once the torches flare
The inner door flies open
One by one they enter there
In every style of passion
And no one knows where the night is going
And here they take their sweet repast
While house and grounds dissolve
And one by one the guests are cast
Beyond the garden wall
And no one knows where the night is going
Those who dance, begin to dance
Those who weep begin
Those who earnestly are lost
Are lost and lost again
And no one knows where the night is going
One by the guests arrive
The guests are coming through
The broken-hearted many
The open-hearted few
And no one knows where the night is going
http://youtu.be/l48aOXWKx4E
(cover do leonard cohen, pois claro. :) *)
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