• Cansada e chateada

    Nem ouvir Beatles ajudou, mesmo porque parei em Eleanor Rigby e deixei no repeat. Essa música é estranha, ela me deixa triste não pela letra, mas pela melodia mesmo… Anyway, vou colocar a letra aqui. Outra hora falo melhor de Beatles.

    Eleanor Rigby – Beatles

    Ah, look at all the lonely people
    Ah, look at all the lonely people
    Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice in the church
    where a wedding has been
    Lives in a dream
    Waits at the window, wearing the face that
    she keeps in a jar by the door
    Who is it for?

    All the lonely people
    Where do they all come from ?
    All the lonely people
    Where do they all belong ?

    Father McKenzie writing the words of a sermon
    that no one will hear
    No one comes near.
    Look at him working. Darning his socks
    in the night when there’s nobody there
    What does he care?

    All the lonely people
    Where do they all come from?
    All the lonely people
    Where do they all belong?

    Eleanor Rigby died in the church
    and was buried along with her name
    Nobody came
    Father McKenzie wiping the dirt
    from his hands as he walks from the grave
    No one was saved

    All the lonely people
    Where do they all come from?
    All the lonely people
    Where do they all belong?