falou-se há dias nos anos oitenta e discutia-se qual era o grupo musical mais representativo: 
lembrei-me logo dos príncipes da pop, os incontornáveis smiths de morrissey e johnny marr, 
autores de algumas das canções da minha vida.

sei exactamente o que estava a fazer (a ver um livro de fotografias do sahara) 

quando ouvi esta canção pela primeira vez – e talvez por isso a associe a desertos (… e a oásis).

It's time the tale were told 

Of how you took a child 
And you made him old 

It's time the tale were told 
Of how you took a child 
And you made him old 
You made him old 

Reel around the fountain 
Slap me on the patio 
I'll take it now 
Oh ... 

Fifteen minutes with you 
Well, I wouldn't say no 
Oh, people said that you were virtually dead 
And they were so wrong 

Fifteen minutes with you 
Oh, well, I wouldn't say no 
Oh, people said that you were easily led 
And they were half-right 
Oh, they ... oh, they were half-right, oh 

It's time the tale were told 
Of how you took a child 
And you made him old 
It's time that the tale were told 
Of how you took a child 
And you made him old 
You made him old 

Oh, reel around the fountain 
Slap me on the patio 
I'll take it now 
Ah ... oh ... 

Fifteen minutes with you 
Oh, I wouldn't say no 
Oh, people see no worth in you 
Oh, but I do. 
Oh, I ... oh, I do 

I dreamt about you last night 
And I fell out of bed twice 
You can pin and mount me like a butterfly 
But "take me to the heaven of your bed" 
Was something that you never said 
Two lumps, please 
You're the bee's knees 
But so am I 

Oh, meet me at the fountain 
Shove me on the patio 
I'll take it slowly 
Oh ... 

Fifteen minutes with you 
Oh, I wouldn't say no 
Oh, people see no worth in you 
Oh, but I do. Oh, I do