Rascunho

junho 12, 2010

Dia 12 de junho de 2010, eu estava dentro do ônibus, sentada na janela, absorvida pela quietude do horizonte recém-nascido. Seguia em direção ao Centro da Ilha. O relógio marcava 7h15. Liguei o rádio, ajustei os fones, sintonizei a Itapema FM. Tocava Love is a losing game, linda canção de Amy Winehouse. Achei curiosa a coincidência.

Love is a losing game (Amy Winehouse)

For you I was a flame
Love is a losing game
Five story fire as you came
Love is a losing game

Why do I wish I never played
Oh, what a mess we made
And now the final frame
Love is a losing game

Played out by the band
Love is a losing hand
More than I could stand
Love is a losing hand

Self professed… profound
Till the chips were down
…know you’re a gambling man
Love is a losing hand

Though I’m rather blind
Love is a fate resigned
Memories mar my mind
Love is a fate resigned

Over futile odds
And laughed at by the gods
And now the final frame
Love is a losing game