New Order - Regret (1993)
[Ver Player Lateral, número 31]
Letra:
Maybe I've forgotten
The name and the address
Of everyone I've ever known,
It's nothing I regret
Save it for another day, 'cause
The school is out
And the kids have run away
I would like a place I can call my own
Have a conversation on my telephone
Wake up everyday, that would be a start
I would not complain 'bout my wounded heart
I was upset, you see
Almost all the time
You used to be a stranger
Now you are mine
I wouldn't even trust you
I've not that much to give
We're dealing in the limits,
And we don't know who with
You may think that I'm out of hand
That I'm naive, I'll understand
On this occasion, it's not true
Look at me, I'm not you
I would like a place I can call my own
Have a conversation on the telephone
Wake up everyday, that would be a start
I would not complain 'bout my wounded heart
I was a short fuse
Burning all the time
You were a complete stranger
Now you are mine
I would like a place I can call my own
Have a conversation on the telephone
Wake up everyday, that would be a start
I would not complain 'bout my wounded heart
Just wait 'till tomorrow
I guess that's what they all say
Just before they fall apart
REGRET->ARREPENDIMENTO. Palavra, conceito que traz em si recordações que nos fazem sentir saudades por aquilo que se tornaram bons momentos e recordações e arrependimento por não terem sido melhor outros. Férias de Verão. Sensações sem fim. Lugares e pessoas com quem convivemos num mundo original e de esperança. Um mundo de alegria por ter vivido na certeza que sempre haveria um novo dia pleno de energia e força.
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