Não me canso de forma alguma de falar de música.

E o que trago aqui dessa vez é uma canção: bela, irônica e tão sincera (como são as crianças) que não poderia escapar de ser destacada neste blog. Fui extremamente tocado pela poesia da letra e da melodia. Como há tempos não havia sido.

Pois, escutemos.

Head Rolls Off
(Frightened Rabbit)

Jesus is just a spanish boy's name.
How come one man got so much fame?
To any me, it's pointless to anybody
That doesn't have faith
Give me the cloth and I'll wipe my face.

When it's all gone
Something carries on
And it's not morbid talk
Just the nature´s had enough of you
When my blood stops,
Someone else's will not.
When my head rolls off,
Someone else's will turn.
And while I'm alive, I'll make tiny changes to earth.

So you can burn me
Cause we'll all be the same, the same way
Dirt in someone's eyes cried down the drain
I believe in a house in the clouds
And God's got his dead friends 'round
He's painted all the walls red
To remind them they're all dead
And you know

When it's all gone
Something carries on
And it's not morbid talk
Just the nature's had enough of you.
When my blood stops
Someone else's will not.
When my head rolls off
Someone else's will turn.
You can mark my words, I'll make changes to earth
While I'm alive, I'll make tiny changes to earth
Tiny changes to earth
Tiny changes to earth