Para o Jean

don't leave your house
don't look brown
don't be cold
don't run
you will fall


At 2:03 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I lost myself on a cool damp night
Gave myself in that misty light
Was hypnotized by a strange delight
Under a lilac tree
I made wine from the lilac tree
Put my heart in its recipe
It makes me see what I want to see
and be what I want to be
When I think more than I want to think
Do things I never should do
I drink much more that I ought to drink
Because (it) brings me back you...
Lilac wine is sweet and heady, like my love
Lilac wine, I feel unsteady, like my love
Listen to me... I cannot see clearly
Isn't that she coming to me nearly here?
Lilac wine is sweet and heady where's my love?
Lilac wine, I feel unsteady, where's my love?
Listen to me, why is everything so hazy?
Isn't that she, or am I just going crazy, dear?
Lilac Wine, I feel unready for my love...

At 10:37 AM, Blogger L. said...

dizer melhor é difícil.

At 12:21 PM, Anonymous M said...

A simplicidade do título "Para o Jean" a par com a beleza dos dois poemas.

At 12:30 AM, Blogger E-clair said...

Obrigada pelos comentários e pelo poema. Impressionou-me bastante a "queda" do Jean-Charles de Menezes... Ser-se assim caçado e abatido parece coisa de pesadelo, é coisa de pesadelo.

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