Monday, November 12, 2012

Recordar é viver: Gypsy

Eu era ainda quase um adolescente e gostava de Led Zepellin e Pink Floyd e coisas assim quando minha cunhada me deu de presente um disco de um tal de Fleetwood Mac. Nada ali era como as coisas que eu andava escutando, mas eu fui escutando o disco e essa  canção me pegou de jeito. É de Stevie Nicks sobre as memórias do passado então recente da Califórnia, sobre a saudade com a perda de uma grande amiga. O vídeo é típico dos anos 80, barangada total:

 
Gypsy
So I'm back to the velvet underground,
back to the floor that I love,
to a room with some lace and paper flowers.
Back to the gypsy that I was,
to the gypsy that I was.

And it all comes down to you.
Well, you know that it does.
Well, lightning strikes, maybe once, maybe twice.
Ah, and it lights up the night and you see your gypsy.
You see your gypsy!

To the gypsy that remains
and faces freedom with a little bit of fear.
I have no fear, I have only love
And if I was a child
And the child was enough
Enough for me to love
Enough to love

She is dancing
away from me now
She was just a wish.
She was just a wish.
And a memory is all that is left of you now.
You see your gypsy.
And you see your gypsy.

Lightning strikes, maybe once, maybe twice,
and it all comes down to you.
And it all comes down to you,
lightning strikes, maybe once, maybe twice.

I still see your bright eyes, bright eyes.


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