segunda-feira, setembro 15, 2008

Richard Wright


O mundo está hoje mais pobre:
Está mais pobre porque morreu mais um Pink Floyd.

Richard Wright, I wish you were here!

So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell,
Blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?

Did they get you to trade
Your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
Did you exchange
A walk on part in the war,
For a lead role in a cage?

How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.

3 comentários:

pat disse...

Uns vão, outros ficam... É a vida! Gostei do tema escolhido...

Pata Negra disse...

Será que pertencemos todos a uma geração Pink Floyd?!
Um abraço do José Sid Barret

blogador disse...

Pink Floyd, a melhor banda do universo.
Também o meu adeus a mais um elemento dessa banda genial.
Eu sou de 1965.