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quinta-feira, 27 de fevereiro de 2025
The Cure - It's Not You
You wear your smile
Like it was going out of fashion
Dress to inflame
But douse any ideas of passion
You carry your love in a trinket
Hanging round your throat
Always inviting
Always exciting
But I must not take off my coat
Well I'm tired of hanging around
I want somebody new
I'm not sure who I've got in mind
But I know
That it's not you
That it's not you
You ask me questions
That I never wanted to hear
I am the only one
Just until you finish this year
I would murder you
If I had the alibi
Here in my hand
And you just laugh
'cause you don't understand
That I'm tired of hanging around
I want somebody new
I'm not sure
Who I've got in mind
But I know that it's not you
It's not you
It's not you
It's not you
It's not you
It's not you
No it's not you
That it's not you
It's not you
It's not you
sexta-feira, 15 de janeiro de 2021
The Cure - Accuracy
We sit in the same room
Side by side
I give you the wrong lines
Feed you
Look into my eyes
We both smile
I could kill you
Without trying
Accuracy
That’s accuracy
That’s accuracy
Practice all day for accuracy
Mirror mirror on the wall
domingo, 28 de junho de 2020
The Cure - Fire In Cairo
Slowly fading blue
The eastern hollows catch
The dying sun
Night-time follows
Silence and black
Mirror pool mirrors
The lonely place
Where I meet you
See your head
In the fading light
And through the dark
Your eyes shine bright
And burn
Like fire
Burn like fire in Cairo
Burn like fire
Burn like fire in Cairo
Shifting crimson veil
Silken hips slide
Under my hand
Swollen lips whisper
My name
And I yearn
You take me in your arms
And start to burn
FIREINCAIRO
FIREINCAIRO
FIREINCAIRO
Then the heat disappears
And the mirage
Fades away
FIREINCAIRO
FIREINCAIRO
FIREINCAIRO
FIREINCAIRO
FIREINCAIRO
FIREINCAIRO
FIREINCAIRO
FIREINCAIRO
Burn like a fire in Cairo
Burn like a
Fire
Blaze like a fire in Cairo
Blaze like a
Fire
Flare
Burn like fire
Burn like
Fire in Cairo
quinta-feira, 12 de dezembro de 2019
The Cure - 10:15 Saturday Night
10.15
Saturday night
And the tap drips
Under the strip light
And I'm sitting
In the kitchen sink
And the tap drips
Drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip
Waiting
For the telephone to ring
And I'm wondering
Where she's been
And I'm crying
For yesterday
And the tap drips
Drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip
It's always the same
quarta-feira, 7 de novembro de 2018
The Cure - Another Day
The sun rises slowly
On another day
The eastern sky grows
Cold
Winter in water colours
Shades of grey
Something
Something holds me
Holds me hypnotized
I stare at the window
Stare at the window
Waiting for the day
To go
Winter in water colours
Shades of grey
segunda-feira, 13 de março de 2017
The Cure - Grinding Halt
No light
No people
No speak
No people
No cars
No people
No food
No people
Stopped
Short
Grinding halt
Everything's coming to a grinding halt
No sound
No people
No clocks
No people
No fine
No people
No me
No people
Stopped
Short
Grinding halt
Everything's coming to a grinding halt
Everything's coming to a grinding halt
Slow down
Slow down
No people
Slow down
Everything's coming to a
Everything's coming to a
Everything's coming to a
Everything's coming to a
segunda-feira, 18 de novembro de 2013
The Cure - Three Imaginary Boys
Walk across the garden
In the footsteps of my shadow
See the lights out
No-one's home
In amongst the statues
Stare at nothing in
The garden moves...
Can you help me?
Close my eyes
And hold so tightly
Scared of what the morning brings
Waiting for tomorrow
Never comes
Deep inside
The empty feeling
All the night time leaves me
Three imaginary boys
Slipping through the door
Hear my heart beat in the hallway
Echoes
Round and round
Inside my head
Drifting up the stairs
I see the steps behind me
Disappearing...
Can you help me?
Close my eyes
And hold so tightly
Scared of what the morning brings
Waiting for tomorrow
Never comes
Deep inside
The empty feeling
All the night time leaves me
Three imaginary boys sing in my
Sleep sweet child
The moon will change your mind...
See the cracked reflection
Standing still
Before the bedroom mirror
Over my shoulder
But no one's there
Whispers in the silence
Pressing close behind me
Pressing close behind
Can you help me?
Can you help me?
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