Uma canção

Once in a lifetime
Talking Heads


You may find yourself living in a shotgun shack
You may find yourself in another part of the world
You may find yourself behind the wheel of a large automobile
You may find yourself in a beautiful house with a beautiful wife
You may ask yourself, well, how did I get here?

Letting the days go by, let the water hold me down
Letting the days go by, water flowing underground
Into the blue again after the money's gone
Once in a lifetime, water flowing underground

You may ask yourself, how do I work this?
You may ask yourself, where is that large automobile?
You may tell yourself, this is not my beautiful house
You may tell yourself, this is not my beautiful wife

Same as it ever was, same as it ever was, same as it ever was, same as it ever wasSame as it ever was, same as it ever was, same as it ever was, same as it ever was

Water dissolving and water removing
There is water at the bottom of the ocean
Remove the water, carry the water
Remove the water from the bottom of the ocean

Letting the days go by, let the water hold me down
Letting the days go by, water flowing underground
Into the blue again, after the money's gone
Once in a lifetime, water flowing underground
Into the blue again, into silent water
Under the rocks and stones, there is water underground

Letting the days go by, into silent water
Once in a lifetime, water flowing underground
You may ask yourself, what is that beautiful house?
You may ask yourself, where does that highway lead to?
You may ask yourself, am I right, am I wrong?
You may say to yourself, my god, what have I done?

Letting the days go by, let the water hold me down
Letting the days go by, water flowing underground
Into the blue again, after the money's gone
Once in a lifetime, water flowing underground
Into the blue again, into silent water
Under the rocks and stones, there is water underground

Letting the days go by, into silent water
Once in a lifetime, water flowing underground
Same as it ever was, same as it ever was, same as it ever was, same as it ever was
Same as it ever was, same as it ever was, same as it ever was, same as it ever was

Time isn't holding us, time isn't after us
Time isn't holding us, time doesn't hold you back
Time isn't holding us, time isn't after us
Time isn't holding us...
Letting the days go by, letting the days go by, letting the days go by, once in a lifetime

O celular de Naná é a lua

São Paulo - Naná Vasconcelos é um cara que dispensa apresentações - nada como um lugar-comum do tipo 'dispensa apresentações' para facilitar a comunicação com grandes massas de leitores ignóbeis de blog, mas isso seria limitar o assunto.

Naná já tocou com Talking Heads, BB King, Jean-Luc Ponty, Pat Metheny, Paul Simon… Melhor dizendo, estes caras tocaram com ele. NV hoje tenta viver no Brasil, onde sua arte nunca rendeu muito. Vai ter que se contentar com viagens freqüentes ao exterior, onde seu trabalho é muito bem pago. Gasta parte da grana com crianças pobres e se emociona toda vez que fala no Brasil, na sua terra.

Não sei o que dizer sobre nacionalismos e congêneres, mas sei o que é saudade. Naná é um exilado involuntário num mundo cão, tentando ficar junto aos que o rejeitaram e - por isso mesmo - lhe ajudaram a chegar ao topo na sua especialidade.
O cara é muito, muito bom mesmo. Músico do corpo e da alma. Viva Naná, patrimônio do Brazil.