quarta-feira, 23 de março de 2011

Tainted Love


Este blogue é, e manter-se-á, apolítico e apartidário, mas num dia tão cheio de promessas de futuro como o de hoje, não me sai da cabeça esta música dos Soft Cell, que representa tão bem a relação recíproca entre o que parte e grande parte deste miserável país que fica:


Once I ran to you
Now I'll run from you
This tainted love you've given
I give you all a boy could give you
Take my tears and that's not nearly all
Oh...tainted love
Tainted love



Now I know I've got to
Run away I've got to
Get away
You don't really want IT any more from me
To make things right
You need someone to hold you tight
And you'll think love is to pray
But I'm sorry I don't pray that way



Don't touch me please
I cannot stand the way you tease
I love you though you hurt me so
Now I'm going to pack my things and go
Tainted love, tainted love
Touch me baby, tainted love
Tainted love

domingo, 20 de março de 2011