hoje as segundas não são de azuis: nas cartas de marear li um rumo de férias.
por isso não vou ficar aqui muito tempo, nem esperar pela chuva púrpura. 
e, sem mudar de nome, sigo com o sol e pelo vento da auto-estrada da fortuna.




Chewing on a piece of grass

Walking down the road

Tell me, how long you gonna stay here Joe?

Some people say this town don't look

Good in snow

You don't care, I know

Ventura Highway in the sunshine

Where the days are longer

The nights are stronger

Than moonshine

You're gonna go, I know

'Cause the free wind is blowin' through

Your hair

And the days surround your daylight

There

Seasons crying no despair

Alligator lizards in the air

Wishin' on a falling star

Waitin' for the early train

Sorry boy, but I've been hit by

Purple rain

Aw, come on Joe, you can always

Change your name

Thanks a lot son, just the same

Ventura Highway

In the sunshine

Where the days are longer

The nights are stronger

Than moonshine

You're gonna go I know

'Cause the free wind is blowin' through

Your hair

And the days surround you daylight

There

Seasons crying no despair

Alligator lizards in the air