Tuesday, 26 May 2009

I've Nothing But You On My Mind

Pentru verile nebune, toride şi nu neapărat britanice, lipsite de preludii primăvăratice, pentru cei care nu sunt melancolici doar toamna şi pentru cei cărora căldura de afară le aşează amintiri frumoase în cotidianul dominat de existenţa personajului central al respectivelor nostalgii.
(wow, mă uimesc pe mine însumi cu frazele astea uneori)

Faithless - Crazy English Summer
  
Fields of fire that passed the train
The sky is victorious but here comes the rain
Friday is taking me home again,
And I've nothing but you on my mind.

Grass is greener without the pain,
I think that I'm changing but I'm just the same
My sun is ascending again
And I've nothing but you on my mind.

Sometimes I feel like I'm glad to be free,
Sometimes I still want your arms around me
Sometimes I'm glad to have left you behind,
The crazy English summer has put you back on my mind.

Life's a riot, a lover, a friend,
Pity the day that has to end
Friday comes speed me home again,
I've nothing but you on my mind.

Sometimes I feel like I'm fine on my own,
Fifty thousand miles from home.
Sometimes I'm weak then the past is my guide,
Summer returns and puts you back on my mind.