porque este menino festeja hoje cinquenta e três translações solares

lembrei-me de uma das canções mais próximas de mim

I've waited hours for this, 
I've made myself so sick. 
I wish I'd stayed asleep today, 
I never thought this day would end. 
I never thought tonight could ever be 
This close to me 

Just try to see in the dark, 
Just try to make it work, 
To feel the fear before you're here. 
I make the shapes come much too close, 
I pull my eyes out, 
Hold my breath, 
And wait until I shake 

But if I had your faith, 
Then I could make it safe and clean. 
If only I was sure, 
That my head on the door was a dream. 

I've waited hours for this, 
I've made myself so sick, 
I wish I'd stayed asleep today. 
I never thought this day would end, 
I never thought tonight could ever be 
This close to me 

But if I had your face, 
I could make it safe and clean. 
If only I was sure, 
That my head on the door, 
Was a dream.










... mas a história do roupeiro caído da falésia e naufragado em 1985 não podia ficar por aqui: talvez porque no seu interior estava a cura, os ocupantes descobriram cinco anos depois uma nova carreira subaquática, adornada com a presença de um arranjo para metais:
http://youtu.be/gw8Hwz3Xumc