quinta-feira, 4 de setembro de 2008

You may write me down in history

With your bitter twisted lies

You may trod me down in the very dirt

And still like the dust I'll rise


Does my happiness upset you

Why are you best with gloom

Cause I laugh like I've got an oil well

Pumpin' in my living room


So you may shoot me with your words

You may cut me with your eyes

And I'll rise

I'll rise

I'll rise


Out of the shacks of history's shame

Up from a past rooted in pain

I'll rise

I'll rise

I'll rise


Now did you want to see me broken

Bowed head and lowered eyes

Shoulders fallen down like tear drops

Weakened by my soulful cries


Does my confidence upset you

Don't you take it awful hard

Cause I walk like I've got a diamond mine

Breakin up in my front yard


So you may shoot me with your words

You may cut me with your eyes

And I'll rise

I'll rise

I'll rise


Out of the shacks of history's shame

Up from a past rooted in pain

I'll rise

I'll rise

I'll rise


So you may write me down in history

With your bitter twisted lies

You may trod me down in the very dirt

And still like the dust I'll rise


Does my happiness upset you

Why are you best with gloom

Cause I laugh like I've got a goldmine

Diggin' up in my living room


Now you may shoot me with your word

sYou may cut me with your eyes

And I'll rise

I'll rise

I'll rise


Out of the shacks of history's shame

Up from a past rooted in pain

I'll rise

I'll rise

I'll rise


lyrics by Ben Harper

3 comentários:

Cati disse...

And I'll help.

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Clarice disse...

Levo na mala de fim de semana o teu comentário "livreiro". Na mala do coração, claro.:)

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aespumadosdias disse...

Um bom fim de semana, com ou sem música.