Shanghai Sky by Joe Jackson
Strange
How the world got so small
I turned around and there was nowhere left to go
So sad
The dream always dies
Each new arrival closes places in my mind
But I can dream
Until I go
Of smells that I dont recognize
And by the river
In shanghai
The colour of the sky
Is something Ive never seen
After the summer rain
Children smile
Curious and kind
And the world is big again
How the world got so small
I turned around and there was nowhere left to go
So sad
The dream always dies
Each new arrival closes places in my mind
But I can dream
Until I go
Of smells that I dont recognize
And by the river
In shanghai
The colour of the sky
Is something Ive never seen
After the summer rain
Children smile
Curious and kind
And the world is big again
8 comments:
e se não for arte? será que vale a pena ser criado? e quando o que se diz é carregado de nada? será que vale a pena ser dito??
a propósito... o mundo é pequeno...
legal...
A world sometimes small and sometimes big...it depends how we look the world
Thank you for you visit
o que matou as estrelas do rádio não foi o vídeo, mas sim o uso que se fez dele...
:) ilustre visitante...
Great work.
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