estradas perdidas

Atrás de casa, encoberta por tufos de erva daninha, silvas e bidões abandonados, o comboio de janelas iluminadas vinha das Quintãs e silvou depois do túnel em curva, em direcção a Aveiro. Ali ao lado há uma estrada, a minha primeira estrada. Mulheres e homens cruzam-na impelindo teimosamente os pedais das bicicletas. Junto à vitrine de um pronto-a-vestir lê-se "Modas Katita". De uma taberna, saem dois homens que se dirigem para duas Famel-Zundapp. Estrada perdida.

2007-10-30

MAD RIVER


MAD RIVER DE BEAVER NELSON
I've been up and down Mad River
Since I found the Crossing Spot
I've been up and down Mad River
Trading smiles for what I've not
Things are nice this side of Mad River
Blues and greens and golden hair
Things are nice this side of Mad River
I would stay if I did not care
My candle burns down on Mad River
Dark don't scare you over here
Twists and turns down on Mad River
The voice is muddy but the words are clear
No dams allowed down on Mad River
You can't control the water deep
No dams allowed on Mad River
The water's wide and the banks are steep
I'm in love with Mad River
But I ain't the only one
Birds fly above Mad River
Sing the only song ever been sung
Maybe I'll see you down on Mad River
You could wave from the other side
Maybe I'll see you down on Mad River
We could meet in the water wide
Maybe I'll see you down on Mad River
We could meet in the water wide