Come, let me sing into your ear
“Those Dancing Days Are Gone”, de Carla Bruni
Poem: William Butler Yeats - Music: Carla Bruni
Featuring Lou Reed version
Come, let me sing into your ear;
Those dancing days are gone,
All that silk and satin gear;
Crouch upon a stone,
Wrapping that foul body up
In as foul a rag:
I carry the sun in a golden cup.
The moon in a silver bag.
Curse as you may I sing it through;
What matter if the knave
That the most could pleasure you,
The children that he gave,
Are somewhere sleeping like a top
Under a marble flag?
I carry the sun in a golden cup.
The moon in a silver bag.
I thought it out this very day.
Noon upon the clock,
A man may put pretence away
Who leans upon a stick,
May sing, and sing until he drop,
Whether to maid or hag:
I carry the sun in a golden cup,
The moon in a silver bag.
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Ficou beeeem bacana com a participação do Lou Reed.
viu q ela tá quase casada com o magnata? mas eu não perco as esperanças! haha
Lou é foda, Adriano, Lou é foda.
E, xará, não tem como competir com o presidente da França, né. Se fosse com o Mick Jagger… risos
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