"Golden Brown", Carlos Bica e Tuomi

Aqui vou deixar a letra da segunda versão desta música a partilhar convosco. A primeira é portuguesíssima e é cantada com Ana Brandão - sente-se logo a força emocional lusa - assim como a composição musical, tudo de Carlos Bica, contrabaixo entre Lisboa e Berlim e esteve em Leipzig no dia 29 de Novembro!o concerto foi excelente!
No entanto, esta letra acrescenta qualquer coisa mais feminino ainda à música já tão expressiva de sentimentos e com quais sentimentos eu já um dia me identifiquei.

Salvaguardando qualquer inexactidão, pois escrevia-a, ouvindo a música, aqui vai:

Where did you disappear
When you left there was nobody here
Not a sign, no goodbye

And I will always
your books, your shoes, your shirts, your letters,
postcards, phonecalls,
your papers
movies, pictures, your music

But it doesn't matter anyway
I don't want you back
Never thought you'd stay
And i don't care if you even die out there
And I won't remember
your kiss, your hands, your touch, your voice
your smile, your eyes, your hair, your gloves,
your name.

No it doens't matter anyway
I don't want you back
Never thought you'd stay
And I don't care if you even die out there
On a dirty street
It won't bother me
No I really don't care who you fuck out there
A hundred girls or a thousand men
'Cause I never believed in your promises,
Never really cared
Now it's even less

No it doens't matter anyway
I don't want you back
and now I think it's time to move on
Just forget you: your kiss, your hands,
Your name.