sexta-feira, 31 de agosto de 2007

Tipicamente, o fim do Verão

Se habitualmente, este é o ultimo dia de ferias, mais que não seja pelo simbolismo do último dia do mês tipico das férias, fica uma música que grita sol e praia. para recordar e fechar em beleza o tempo de férias. Para não haver dificuldades em entender o inglês de terras do sul :

Traveling in a fried-out combie
On a hippie trail, head full of zombie
I met a strange lady, she made me nervous
She took me in and gave me breakfast
And she said,

Do you come from a land down under?
Where women glow and men plunder?
Cant you hear, cant you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover.

Buying bread from a man in brussels
He was six foot four and full of muscles
I said, do you speak-a my language?
He just smiled and gave me a vegemite sandwich
And he said,

I come from a land down under
Where beer does flow and men chunder
Cant you hear, cant you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover.

Lying in a den in bombay
With a slack jaw, and not much to say
I said to the man, are you trying to tempt me
Because I come from the land of plenty?
And he said,

Oh! do you come from a land down under? (oh yeah yeah)
Where women glow and men plunder?
Cant you hear, cant you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover.

Enjoy, Men at Work "Down Under"

AS

1 comentário:

Diligentia disse...

podia jurar que era cavalinho na
feira a comer...

sb