22.2.13

When I was 35


When I was seventeen
It was a very good year
It was a very good year for small town girls
And soft summer nights
We'd hide from the lights
On the village green
When I was seventeen


When I was twenty-one
It was a very good year
It was a very good year for city girls
Who lived up the stair
With all that perfumed hair
And it came undone
When I was twenty-one


When I was thirty-five
It was a very good year
It was a very good year for blue-blooded girls
Of independent means
We'd ride in limousines
Their chauffeurs would drive
When I was thirty-five


But now the days are short
I'm in the autumn of the year
And now I think of my life as vintage wine
From fine old kegs
From the brim to the dregs
It poured sweet and clear
It was a very good year

11 comentários:

  1. Não sei se isto é pop, se é jazz, se é rock, se é clássico. Sei que é muito bom!

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  2. É mesmo muito bom! Obrigada, Paulo.

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    1. Gostas do ar gingão que ele faz aos 35 anos?

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  3. When I was 35, I went to China to live there.

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    1. And now you think of your life as vintage wine.

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  4. Sorry not to call you last time I have been in Lisbon. Allways very busy. Next year I will take a leave from the university. I will be more time in Lisbon and for sure we see each other.
    Um aabro
    Raul

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