a quatro de julho do ano passado escrevi:
"há coisas assim, sem explicação: estive hoje a recuperar o meu cd mais antigo dos dave's true story e só depois constatei que nunca aqui os referi - mais que um crime, um pecado que não sei se remível...
 pouca gente conhece este duo maravilha (david cantor & kelly flint) mas algo do melhor que a fusão jazz/pop tem para oferecer passa inevitavelmente por eles."
…e continua muita coisa por explicar

You are looking my way
 and it's driving me crazy


Now you're looking away 
and it's driving me crazy

It's not my style to be bold


Or this blue


But it's time you were told


All the harm such a sweet glance can do


But it's nothing to you 
and it's driving me crazy

There's a spell that you've cast


In the unlikeliest places


Like this doorway I pass


Where I've watched those embraces

Does it make you see red

When she cries

And when you call her to bed

Does she run when she runs to your side

Either way I can't hide

That it's driving me crazy

Such tender words
 but you've heard them all before


Fine words
 can be such a bore

I would throw in the towel but mere logic deserts me


If you gave me the power 
I would show far more mercy

At this moment of truth
 I would say


That it's the stone simple truth


That I would kill 


Just to thrill

You this way

So I wait for the day

That I'll be driving you crazy

Yes I wait for the day

That I'll be driving you crazy

(para a Filipa)

há coisas assim, sem explicação: estive hoje a recuperar o meu cd mais antigo dos dave's true story e só depois constatei que nunca aqui os referi - mais que um crime, um pecado que não sei se remível...
pouca gente conhece este duo maravilha (david cantor & kelly flint) mas algo do melhor que a fusão jazz/pop tem para oferecer passa inevitavelmente por eles.




It's quite a party on the street tonight


Alive with music


Alive with noise and light

Marisa,
 you've been in your room all day


Marisa,
 hear the fine mariachi play


How happy we could be


If you'd come down and dance with me

There's a corner by the stairway wall


We can dance there and not move at all

Marisa, just put on that pink print dress


Marisa,
 how tightly our legs will press


You sit there like a stone


But I don't want to dance alone

He really did a job on you


You've dropped clear out of sight


You've starved yourself in spite


Heartbreak is a game for two


Come play that game with me tonight

The moon burns with a hot white flame


But your smile could put that moon to shame

Marisa, 
the night wears a bright new skin


Marisa,
 my arms wait to take you in

How lonely they will be


If you don't come and dance with me

How lonely it will be


If you don't come and dance with me