quarta-feira, 13 de agosto de 2008

U2:: Three Songs that never leave my head


As músicas Until the End of The World , Acrobat e Even Better Than The Real Thing fazem parte do album Achtung Baby, durante o ano de 1992 e 1993, ouvi religiosamente este álbum todos os dias. Havia, nesta altura, com os meus colegas, discussões sobre o significado das letras, como por exemplo " a woman needs a man like a fish needs a bicycle" da música Throwin' Your Arms Around the World, onde eu e o Lula perdemos uma aposta para uma cachopa ainda mais fanática, enfim, insistíamos que o verso era " a man needs a woman like a fish needs a bycicle...". Mais tarde , com a net, descobri ser um slogan femininista. Todas as músicas deste álbum são de uma beleza rara. Confesso que é o álbum que mais me delicia e atormenta tais são as recordações que nele estão impregnadas. Tenho originais em vinil e cd e estou a pensar arranjar novas cópias pois estão a ficar riscadinhos... Este post será actualizado até ter todas as músicas do álbum e algumas histórias que têm quase 20 anos.





U2
Achtung Baby (1991)



Until The End Of The World





Until The End Of The World

Haven't seen you in quite a while
I was down the hold, just passing time
Last time we met was a low-lit room
We were as close together as bride and groom
We ate the food, we drank the wine
Everybody having a good time
Except you
You were talking about the end of the world

I took the money, I spiked your drink
You miss too much these days if you stop to think
You led me on with those innocent eyes
And you know I love the element of surprise
In the garden I was playing the tart
I kissed your lips and broke your heart
You, you were acting like it was the end of the world

In my dream I was drowning my sorrows
But my sorrows they learned to swim
Surrounding me, going down on me
Spilling over the brim
In waves of regret, waves of joy
I reached out for the one I tried to destroy
You, you said you'd wait until the end of the world.





U2
Achtung Baby (1991)




Acrobat





Acrobat

Don't believe what you hear
Don't believe what you see
If you just close your eyes
You can feel the enemy

When I first met you girl
You had fire in your soul
What happened your face
Of melting in snow?
Now it looks like this!

And you can swallow
Or you can spit
You can throw it up
Or choke on it
And you can dream
So dream out loud
You know that your time is coming 'round
...don't let the bastards grind you down

No nothing makes sense
Nothing seems to fit
I know you'd hit out
If you only knew who to hit

And I'd join the movement
If there was one I could believe in
Yeah I'd break bread and wine
If there was a church I could receive in
'Cos I need it now

To take a cup
To fill it up
To drink it slow
I Can't let you go

And I must be
An acrobat
To talk like this
And act like that
And you can dream
So dream out loud
...don't let the bastards grind you down

What are we doing to do now it's all been said?
No new ideas in the house, and every book has been read

And I must be
An acrobat
To talk like this
And act like that
And you can dream
So dream out loud
And you can find
Your own way out
You can build
And I can will
And you can call
I can't wait until
You can stash
And you can seize
In dreams begin
Responsibilities
And I can love
And I can love
I know that the tide is turning 'round
...don't let the bastards grind you down


U2
Achtung Baby (1991)

Even Better Than The Real Thing



Even Better Than The Real Thing

Give me one more chance, and you'll be satisfied.
Give me two more chances, you won't be denied.
Well my heart is where it's always been
My head is somewhere in between
Give me one more chance, let me be your lover tonight.

(Check it out)

You're the real thing
Yeah the real thing
You're the real thing
Even better than the real thing.

Give me one last chance, and I'm gonna make you sing
Give me half a chance to ride on the waves that you bring
You're honey child to a swarm of bees
Gonna blow right through ya like a breeze
Give me one last dance, we'll slide down the surface of things

You're the real thingYeah the real thing
You're the real thing
Even better than the real thing.
We're free to fly the crimson sky
The sun won't melt our wings tonight.
Oh now, oh yeah, here she comes
Take me higher, take me higher
You take me higher, you take me higher.

You're the real thing
Yeah, you're the real thing.
You're the real thing
Even better than the real thing.
Even better than the real thing.
Even better than the real thing.

1 comentário:

João Tavares disse...

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