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" Ter-se nascido ou vivido em Moçambique é uma doenca incurável, uma virose latente. Mesmo para os que se sentem genuínamente portugueses mascara-se a doenca, ignora-se, ou recalca-se e acreditamo-nos curados e imunizados. A mínima exposição a determinadas circunstâncias desencadeia, porém, inevitáveis recorrências e acabamos por arder na altíssima febre de uma recidiva sem regresso nem apelo". Rui Knopfli

segunda-feira, 21 de setembro de 2009

Summer in the City


Joe Cocker

Hot town summer in the city
back of my neck getting dirty and gritty
I been down isn't it a pity
doesn't seem to be a shadow in the city
all around people looking half dead
walking on the sidewalk hotter than a match-head

But at night it's a different world
go out and find a girl
come on come on and dance all night
despite the heat it will be alright
and babe don't you know it's a pity
the days can't be like the night
in the summer in the city
in the summer in the city

Cool town evening in the city
dressed so fine and looking so pretty
cool cat looking for a kitty
gonna look in every corner of the city
till I'm weezing like a bus stop
running up the stairs gonna meet you on the roof top

But at night it's a different world
go out and find a girl
come on come on, let's dance all night
despite the heat it will be alright
and baby don't you know it's a pity
the days can't be like the night
in the summer in the city
in the summer in the city

But at night it's a different world
go out and find a girl
come on come on dance all night
despite the heat it will be alright
and baby don't you know it's a pity
the days can't be like the night
in the summer in the city
in the summer in the city

Summer in the city hot town summer in the city
baby girl a cool town evening in the city
yea the back of my neck getting dirty and gritty
living in the city in the summertime baby
cool down cool down hot town evening in the city
oh it's a different world



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