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U2 - Sometimes you can't make it on your own
(As vezes você não pode fazer isso sozinho)
Tough, you think you've got the stuff
You're telling me and anyone
You're hard enough
You don't have to put up a fight
You don't have to always be right
Let me take some of the punches
For you tonight
Listen to me now
I need to let you know
You don't have to go it alone
And it's you when I look in the mirror
And it's you when I pick up the phone
Sometimes you can't make it on your own
We fight all the time
You and I... that's alright
We're the same soul
I don't need... I don't need to hear you say
That if we weren't so alike
You'd like me a whole lot more
Listen to me now
I need to let you know
You don't have to go it alone
And it's you when I look in the mirror
And it's you when I pick up the phone
Sometimes you can't make it on your own
I know that we don't talk
I'm sick of it all
Can you hear me when I sing
You're the reason I sing
You're the reason why the opera is in me...
Where are we now?
I've got to let you know
A house still doesn't make a home
Don't leave me here alone...
And it's you when I look in the mirror
And it's you that makes it hard to let go
Sometimes you can't make it on your own
Sometimes you can't make it
The best you can do is to fake it
Sometimes you can't make it on your own
You're telling me and anyone
You're hard enough
You don't have to put up a fight
You don't have to always be right
Let me take some of the punches
For you tonight
Listen to me now
I need to let you know
You don't have to go it alone
And it's you when I look in the mirror
And it's you when I pick up the phone
Sometimes you can't make it on your own
We fight all the time
You and I... that's alright
We're the same soul
I don't need... I don't need to hear you say
That if we weren't so alike
You'd like me a whole lot more
Listen to me now
I need to let you know
You don't have to go it alone
And it's you when I look in the mirror
And it's you when I pick up the phone
Sometimes you can't make it on your own
I know that we don't talk
I'm sick of it all
Can you hear me when I sing
You're the reason I sing
You're the reason why the opera is in me...
Where are we now?
I've got to let you know
A house still doesn't make a home
Don't leave me here alone...
And it's you when I look in the mirror
And it's you that makes it hard to let go
Sometimes you can't make it on your own
Sometimes you can't make it
The best you can do is to fake it
Sometimes you can't make it on your own
Partes destacadas em português:
Me ouça agora
Preciso que você saiba
Você não tem que suportar isso sozinho
As vezes você não pode fazer isso sozinho
As vezes você não pode fazer isso
O melhor que você pode fazer é fingir
As vezes você não pode fazer isso sozinho
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Um comentário:
Normalmente não sou de comentar em blogs, uns não comento pq mexeram demais comigo e me deixam num estado de intorpêcência que todos os pensamentos se agitam e fico 'dopado' de tanta coisa que me vem à transitar pela cachola, querendo sair tudo ao mesmo tempo; outros posts não comento pq simplesmente não fazem sentido pra mim, pra minha exitência.
Não sei explicar bem pq tô comentando, ou pq postaste o que postastenem (apenas imagino), nem pq falaste que o post seria confuso (digamos que não foi tanto), só sei que o que vc escreve as vezes tem algo que me empurra à pensar...
Resumindo, curti seu blog e vou conitinuar visitando, talvez comentando, talvez não, mas garanto que passo por aqui.
Ateh!
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