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Desires

By • feb 26th, 2010 • Category: Music and Lights

“A la ràdio, he sentit que si menges una llimona sense fer ganyotes, s’acomplirà tot el que desitgis, però em fa por provar-ho, fer ganyotes i que cap desig no es faci més realitat” (Sergi Pàmies, Si menges una llimona sense fer ganyotes).

I jo, camino avui pel carrer i penso que potser hauria de ser el Quim Monzó, i no parar de fer ganyotes, sense ni tan sols llimona. Perquè, per alguna estranya maledicció, jo sempre he desitjat coses, i quan les he tingut sempre s’han esvaït. Així que si vaig sempre fent ganyotes potser deixaré de tenir desitjos.

Desires. Charity. Good bye Fah.

Desires (Charity)

Lovely, I’m lovely as a baby
I’m thinking of what saved me
from the fire of my mind

Candy is what I thought was handy
A box of chocolate covered dreams
Thad did melt before my eyes

And I tried and I tried
to fly high but the sky blew by
and I never thought

You’d give me desires of my heart
You give me life
You’d give me desires of my heart
You give me love

Maybe some people think I’m crazy
I left behind my fantasy
When I said “Goodbye New York”
they were saying

You’re a star, you’re a star
kid you could have gone far
but you’re washed up for sure
guess they never thought

What a ride, what a ride on the wild tide
You were right by my side
And I never thought, never thought, never thought

You are my light
You are my love
You give me hope
When I give up

You are the song
I want to sing
You are a dream
You are my everything

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