Faz de mim uma crente

Queria escrever-te o corpo em palavras que nunca foram pronunciadas, mostrar-te a alma que se deleita na solidão do meu apagar de luz. Não é o meu corpo que te quero ofertar, mas sim as palavras de que ele é feito, os silêncios que se escondem no recôndito das curvas lapidadas pelo tocar agreste da tua mão sobre a roupa. O corpo abandonado ao céu queimado no olhar.

Julgarás, talvez, que sofro por te não ter, mas não! Agora já não! Simplesmente não sinto.

Dou por mim a passar a mão no meu reflexo, uma vã tentativa de me olhar para além do pedestal, de me localizar num espaço gélido que não me apraz. O tempo continua a passar, impávido, sereno, derretido no vento que me devolve o teu chamado. Tu insistes e não vens.

Concluo que acabei por me desvanecer na espera, afinal sou tão meramente assim, mortal. Mas eu continuo aqui como um dia te prometi... embora TU não tenhas ouvido.

Continuo a querer acreditar para além do que pode ser visto.

Baby, I've been waiting,

I've been waiting night and day.

I didn't see the time,

I waited half my life away.

There were lots of invitations

and I know you sent me some,

but I was waiting

for the miracle, for the miracle to come.

I know you really loved me

but, you see, my hands were tied.

I know it must have hurt you,

it must have hurt your pride

to have to stand beneath my window

with your bugle and your drum,

and me I'm up there waiting

for the miracle, for the miracle to come.

Ah I don't believe you'd like it,

You wouldn't like it here.

There ain't no entertainment

and the judgements are severe.

The Maestro says it's Mozart

but it sounds like bubble gum

when you're waiting

for the miracle, for the miracle to come.

Waiting for the miracle

There's nothing left to do.

I haven't been this happy

since the end of World War II.

Nothing left to do

when you know that you've been taken.

Nothing left to do

when you're begging for a crumb

Nothing left to do

when you've got to go on waiting

waiting for the miracle to come.

I dreamed about you, baby.

It was just the other night.

Most of you was naked

Ah but some of you was light.

The sands of time were falling

from your fingers and your thumb,

and you were waiting

for the miracle, for the miracle to come

Ah baby, let's get married,

we've been alone too long.

Let's be alone together.

Let's see if we're that strong.

Yeah let's do something crazy,

something absolutely wrong

while we're waiting

for the miracle, for the miracle to come.

Nothing left to do ...

When you've fallen on the highway

and you're lying in the rain,

and they ask you how you're doing

of course you'll say you can't complain

If you're squeezed for information,

that's when you've got to play it dumb:

You just say you're out there waiting

for the miracle, for the miracle to come.

"Waiting for the miracle" - Leonard Cohen