quarta-feira, 14 de novembro de 2007

Big Girls Don't Cry - Fergie

Publicado por Desnorteada às 11:31 p.m.

The smell of your skin lingers on me now
You're probably on your flight back to your home town
I need some shelter of my own protection baby
To be with myself and Center, Clarity
Peace, Serenity

I hope you know, I hope you know
That this has nothing to do with you
It's personal, myself and I
We've got some straightening out to do
And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket
But I've got to get a move on with my life
It's time to be a big girl now
And big girls don't cry
Don't cry
Don't cry
Don't cry

The path that I'm walking
I must go alone
I must take the baby steps 'til I'm full grown, full grown
Fairytales don't always have a happy ending, do they?
And I foresee the dark ahead if I stay

I hope you know, I hope you know
That this has nothing to do with you
It's personal, myself and I
We've got some straightening out to do

And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket
But I've got to get a move on with my life
It's time to be a big girl now
And big girls don't cry

Like the little school mate in the school yard
We'll play jacks and UNO cards
I'll be your best friend and you'll be mine Valentine
Yes you can hold my hand if you want to
'Cause I want to hold yours too
We'll be playmates and lovers and share our secret worlds
But it's time for me to go home
It's getting late, dark outside
I need to be with myself and Center, Clarity
Peace, Serenity

I hope you know, I hope you know
That this has nothing to do with you
It's personal, myself and I
We've got some straightening out to do
And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket
But I've got to get a move on with my life
It's time to be a big girl now
And big girls don't cry
Don't cry
Don't cry
Don't cry

(Não gosto da Fergie... não gosto da música dela... mas este tema mexe comigo. Talvez seja pelo momento que atravesso... talvez seja pelo simples facto de a ouvir 50 mil vezes ao dia e pensar sempre na letra... é daquelas que nos fazem andar a cantar a toda a hora...)

2 comentários:

Anónimo disse...

Sabe que mexe comigo também? Gosto muito desta letra. Mas é daquelas músicas que eu escuto no mp3, cantarolo baixinho, e não conto a ninguém que aperto o repeat várias e várias vezes ... haha.

Tempo sem comentar, mas sempre te acompanhando, Desnorteada ... e sempre adorando teus escritos. Os felizes e os nem tanto.

Um beijo.

Desnorteada on 9:17 p.m. disse...

mariana: acredito que isso aconteça com muita gente... mas o teu segredo fica bem guardado! ;)

Os meus textos são reflexo das mais variadas fases da minha vida... por isso, uns mais felizes que outros... são pequenos desabafos. ;) Já sabes que és sempre muito bem-vinda a este cantinho... com ou sem tempo para comentar. ;)

 

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