Hoje vamos começar uma nova seção aqui. Periodicamente teremos músicas que adoramos mas que não fazem o menor sentido. Quem sabe até não descobrimos novos sentidos para todo este surrealismo?
Para começar com tudo, temos a mãe de todas as letras surreais: MacArthur Park, cantada pela Donna Summer. Esta é uma das minhas preferidas do repertório dela. É uma canção super ambiciosa e complexa para uma música pop, com mudanças de ritmo e tom. Mas a letra ultrapassou os limites de ser simplesmente hermética para ser absurda.
E eu estive no MacArthur Park, no centro de Los Angeles, para tentar entender sobre o que ela estava cantando. E mesmo assim só vi um parque sujo, mendigos, e ainda fui confundido com um michê.
Spring was never waiting for us dear
it ran one step ahead
as we followed in the dance.
Between the parted pages
we were pressed,
in love's hot, fevered iron
like a striped pair of pants.
MacArthur's Park is melting in the dark
all the sweet green icing flowing down
someone left the cake out in the rain
I don't think that I can take it
'cause it took so long to bake it
and I'll never have that recipe again
Oh, no!
I recall the yellow cotton dress
foaming like a wave
on the ground beneath your knees
birds like tender babies in your hands
and the old men playing
Chinese checkers by the trees
MacArthur’s Park is melting in the dark
all the sweet green icing flowing down
someone left the cake out in the rain
I don't think that I can take it
'cause it took so long to bake it
and I'll never have that recipe again
Oh, no!
There'll be another song for me
and I will sing it
there'll be another dream for me
someone will bring it
I will drink the wine while it is warm
and never let you catch me
looking at the sun, oh yeah
and after all the loves of my life
after all the loves in my life
you'll still be the one
I will take my life into my hands
and I will use it
I will win the worship in their eyes
and I will lose it
I will have the things that I desire
and my passion flows
like rivers from the sky
oh and after all the loves of my life
after all the loves in my life
you'll still be the one and I'll ask myself why.
it ran one step ahead
as we followed in the dance.
Between the parted pages
we were pressed,
in love's hot, fevered iron
like a striped pair of pants.
MacArthur's Park is melting in the dark
all the sweet green icing flowing down
someone left the cake out in the rain
I don't think that I can take it
'cause it took so long to bake it
and I'll never have that recipe again
Oh, no!
I recall the yellow cotton dress
foaming like a wave
on the ground beneath your knees
birds like tender babies in your hands
and the old men playing
Chinese checkers by the trees
MacArthur’s Park is melting in the dark
all the sweet green icing flowing down
someone left the cake out in the rain
I don't think that I can take it
'cause it took so long to bake it
and I'll never have that recipe again
Oh, no!
There'll be another song for me
and I will sing it
there'll be another dream for me
someone will bring it
I will drink the wine while it is warm
and never let you catch me
looking at the sun, oh yeah
and after all the loves of my life
after all the loves in my life
you'll still be the one
I will take my life into my hands
and I will use it
I will win the worship in their eyes
and I will lose it
I will have the things that I desire
and my passion flows
like rivers from the sky
oh and after all the loves of my life
after all the loves in my life
you'll still be the one and I'll ask myself why.
2 comentários:
Gente, a explicação é simples: LSD - Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds.
Agora, a hitória do michê foi tudo, só fico imaginando a cena!!!!
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