I can hear the things she said
I feel no thoughts to move my head
Until she comes again
And with her step
I move my feet
And with her hand
I feel my skin
And with her need
I find I'm saved
And with her dreams
I'm laid
Until she comes again
The sun goes out and night comes in
The time goes round and day grows dim
Until she comes again
And with her step
I move my feet
And with her hand
I feel my skin
And with her need
I find I'm saved
And with her dreams
I'm laid
Until she comes again
With all my savings and my sins
There's no good reason to begin
Until she comes again
And with her step
I move my feet
And with her hand
I feel my skin
And with her need
I find I'm saved
And with her dreams
I'm laid
Until she comes again
With all her dreams tied in her hand
There is no way to understand
Until she comes again
Until she comes again
The sun goes out and night comes in
The time goes round and day grows dim
Until she comes again
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Gosto tanto deste tema. Fico abalado com a violência doméstica e feminicídio em Portugal. Ainda são números muito preocupantes (ok, também conheço agressão da esposa sobre o marido, mas é muito mais raro). O séc. XXI. é o da Mulher, como previa George Steiner. A Europa está muito melhor neste aspecto. Há muitas mulheres na Política. Mas no resto do mundo, em particular, o mundo muçulmano e hinduísta, a emancipação da mulher ainda é "crime".
Tudo parece mais negro e desesperante, até que Ela aparece.
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