As sombras de um "Ontem" são aqui, numa música singela, brilhantemente retratadas por Paul Mccartney. Esta é, quanto a mim, a melhor prova de que um individuo só precisa de uma guitarra e de um sentimento para escrever uma grande música. Ouvi isto muitas vezes. Em constantes "repeats" numa aparelhagem que ainda tenho mas não uso mais. Era a faixa 11 do cd One, aquele de capa vermelha com um "um" pincelado a amarelo. Entretanto, e admito, aborreci-me um pouco. Nada que tire o brilhantismo a este desabafo musical.
Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away.
Now it looks as though they're here to stay.
Oh, I believe in yesterday.
Suddenly,
I'm not half the man I used to be,
There's a shadow hanging over me,
Oh, yesterday came suddenly.
Why she had to go
I don't know she wouldn't say.
I said something wrong,
Now I long for yesterday.
Yesterday, love was such an easy game to play.
Now I need a place to hide away.
Oh, I believe in yesterday.
Why she had to go
I don't know she wouldn't say.
I said something wrong,
Now I long for yesterday.
Yesterday, love was such an easy game to play.
Now I need a place to hide away.
Oh, I believe in yesterday.
Beatles
Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away.
Now it looks as though they're here to stay.
Oh, I believe in yesterday.
Suddenly,
I'm not half the man I used to be,
There's a shadow hanging over me,
Oh, yesterday came suddenly.
Why she had to go
I don't know she wouldn't say.
I said something wrong,
Now I long for yesterday.
Yesterday, love was such an easy game to play.
Now I need a place to hide away.
Oh, I believe in yesterday.
Why she had to go
I don't know she wouldn't say.
I said something wrong,
Now I long for yesterday.
Yesterday, love was such an easy game to play.
Now I need a place to hide away.
Oh, I believe in yesterday.
Beatles
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