(Joey Tempest/Europe)
He is down by the riverside
Late one night
He's tryin' to count the stars
In each of the signs.
All alone by the riverside
And time passes by
Gathering thoughts of the past
And maybe he'll cry...
So they say he's a madman
And he don't understand
But I know that he's tryin' hard
To act like a man.
All those years he has suffered, my friends
All those years of pain
But I don't think he knows for sure
If those years were in vain.
He's a dreamer
And he's fightin' for his life.
He's tryin' to understand
He's a dreamer
But he wants to carry on
Yet I know he's a lonely man.
He is down by the riverside
Late one night
He's tryin' to count the stars
In each of the signs.
All alone by the riverside
And time passes by
Gathering thoughts of the past
And maybe he'll cry...
So they say he's a madman
And he don't understand
But I know that he's tryin' hard
To act like a man.
All those years he has suffered, my friends
All those years of pain
But I don't think he knows for sure
If those years were in vain.
He's a dreamer
And he's fightin' for his life.
He's tryin' to understand
He's a dreamer
But he wants to carry on
Yet I know he's a lonely man.
Um comentário:
Dreamer é uma música ou uma poesia? De qualquer forma, tem uma fluidez muito boa... Mentalmente, soou de forma harmoniosa, cada verso, cada estrofe.
O conflito deste homem sonhador, acredito eu, numa análise bem tosca, diga-se de passagem, está na sua incapacidade de habitar o mundo do Fazer, do Realizar, enquanto habitante do Sonhar.
Humanos, enquanto criaturas realizadoras, se não pró-ativos desta natureza, podem verter-se em mera fumaça. É perigoso habitar o Mundo dos Sonhos tempo demais!!!
Abraço!
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