falta de tempo

Porque o trabalho nesta altura é bastante e é todo "para ontem", tem-me sido difícil arranjar tempo para postar ou para responder aos vossos simpáticos comentários - pelo menos até à tarde de quinta-feira não poderei fazê-lo. A meio do trabalho, senti vontade de partilhar convosco a letra de "I Hope That I Don't Fall in Love with You" do Tom Waits, que me fez companhia e de que poderão ouvir um excerto aqui. Well I hope that I don't fall in love with you 'Cause falling in love just makes me blue, Well the music plays and you display your heart for me to see, I had a beer and now I hear you calling out for me And I hope that I don't fall in love with you. Well the room is crowded, people everywhere And I wonder, should I offer you a chair? Well if you sit down with this old clown, take that frown and break it, Before the evening's gone away, I think that we could make it, And I hope that I don't fall in love with you. Well the night does funny things inside a man These old tom-cat feelings you don't understand, Well I turn around to look at you, you light a cigarette, I wish I had the guts to bum one, but we've never met, And I hope that I don't fall in love with you. I can see that you are lonesome just like me, and it being late, you'd like some some company, Well I turn around to look at you, and you look back at me, The guy you're with has up and split, the chair next to you's free, And I hope that you don't fall in love with me. Now it's closing time, the music's fading out Last call for drinks, I'll have another stout. Well I turn around to look at you, you're nowhere to be found, I search the place for your lost face, guess I'll have another round And I think that I just fell in love with you.

Uma óptima semana para todos!