Os "Keane" são um grupo de jovens rapazes, a meu ver, muito talentosos e que despertaram em mim "algo" desde a primeira vez que os ouvi na rádio. Será, talvez, a mistura das melodias com as letras tão ricas, tão cheias de significado que me atraíram. Confesso que a forma como o vocalista as interpreta assim como o timbre da sua própria voz, emitem uma nostalgia, um desespero, uma intensidade às palavras, que mexe comigo. A letra que se segue é uma das que mais gosto (entre muitas outras).
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[Keane] Somewhere Only We Know
I walked across an empty land,
I knew the pathway like the back of my hand.
I felt the earth beneath my feet,
Sat by the river and it made me complete.
Oh, simple thing, where have you gone?
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on.
So tell me when you're gonna let me in,
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin.
I came across a fallen elm tree,
I felt the branches; are they looking at me?
Is this the place we used to love?
Is this the place that I've been dreaming of?
Oh, simple thing, where have you gone?
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on.
So tell me when you're gonna let me in,
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin.
So if you have a minute why don't we go,
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything.
So why don't we go, somewhere only we know,
Somewhere only we know.
Oh, simple thing, where have you gone?
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on.
So, tell me when you gonna let me in,
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin.
So if you have a minute why don't we go,
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything.
So why don't we go, so why don't we go,
This could be the end of everything.
So why don't we go, somewhere only we know,
Somewhere only we know
Somewhere only we know.
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