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Walk Away dos Franz Ferdinand

I sold my innocence for pride, crush the end within my stride
Said Im strong now I know that Im a leader
I love the sound of you walking away, you walking away
Mascara bleeds a blackened tear
Oh, and I am cold, yes Im cold, but not as cold as you are
I love the sound of you walking away, you walking away
I love the sound of you walking away, walking away, hey, hey

Why dont you walk away? Why dont you walk away?
Why dont you walk away? No buildings will fall down
Dont you walk away? No quake will split the ground
Dont you walk away? The sun won't swallow the sky
Dont you walk away? Statues will not cry
Dont you walk away? Why dont you walk away?
Why dont you walk away?
Why dont you walk away?

I cannot turn to see those eyes, as apologies may rise
I must be strong and stay an unbeliever
And love the sound of you walking away, you walking away
Mascara bleeds into my eye
Oh, and Im not cold, I am old, at least as old as you are

And as you walk away, oh as you walk away
And as you walk away, my headstone crumbles down
As you walk away, the Hollywood winds will howl
As you walk away, the Kremlins falling
As you walk away, Radio 4 is static
As you walk away, oh, as you walk away
Oh, as you walk away, oh, as you walk away, hey

The stab of stilettos
On a silent night
Stalin smiles and Hitler laughs
Churchill claps Mao Tse-Tung on the back

5 comentários:

sabine disse...

Gosto de Franz Ferdinand.

João Melo Alvim disse...

Assunto diferente: Courier Internacional desta semana sobre o depois de Fidel. Vou procurar lenha para aquela discussão sobre Cuba.

abrunho disse...

Desta semana? N. 812? É que não encontro o que dizes!

João Melo Alvim disse...

Nº60. Versão Portuguesa.

abrunho disse...

aaaaaaaaaah.... Pois... Então faz lá um postezito para contar à malta.