Winter is blue

pensei que fosse ficar mais tempo, mas o destino era vir pouco e ir embora logo.

a neve odeia londres, é fato. mas ontem foi legal enquanto durou e por algumas horas a vizinhança fez valer o IPTU se fantasiando de natal – com direito a cheiro de lenha queimada saindo de chaminés.

é claro que isso tudo teria sido mais bonito em dezembro, mas ok; fevereiro é o mês mais frio do ano de qualquer modo and we get what we’re given.

please do come back soon, lady.

winter is blue, living is gone
some are just sleeping and in spring they’ll go on
our love is dead, nothing but crying
love will not find even one more new morning

winter is blue, everything’s leaving
fires are now burning and life has no reason
i am alone waiting for nothing
if my heart freezes i won’t feel the breaking

why must i stay here? rain comes i’m sitting here
watching love moving away into yesterday

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