The Rolling Stones, A Bigger Band. Adivinhem quem esteve la!!!

Com a sorte que eu tenho, não se poderia esperar outra coisa que não fosse não tocarem a minha musica preferida deles no concerto. Não tocaram, ponho eu a tocar agora. Com video e tudo... Mas o concerto foi fixe, correu bem apesar do banho de cerveja que me deram (e não bebi nenhuma, da pra acreditar???). Encontrei a Ninha, que ja n via há ttl tmpo (bjinho pa ti, "sua maluca")..enfim, no MEU estádio (sim, MEU, os meus impostos param lá!. Angie é diminutivo de Angel, por exemplo. E seguindo a minha mania de tratar toda a gente e o Black por "meu anjo", vou dedicar o post aos "meus anjos". Especialmente ao meu "anjinho da guarda" =P

Rolling Stones


Angie


Angie, Angie, when will those clouds all disappear
Angie, Angie, where will it lead us from here
With no loving in our souls and no money in our coats
You can't say we're satisfied
But Angie, Angie, you can't say we never tried.

Angie, you're beautiful, but ain't it time we said goodbye
Angie, I still love you, remember all those nights we cried
All the dreams we held so close seemed to all go up in smoke
Let me whisper in your ear
Angie, Angie, where will it lead us from here
Oh, Angie, don't you weep, all your kisses still taste sweet
I hate that sadness in your eyes
But Angie, Angie, ain't it time we say good-bye

With no loving in our souls and no money in our coats
You can't say we're satisfied
But Angie, I still love you, Baby, everywhere I look I see your eyes
There ain't a woman that comes close to you, come on baby, dry our eyes
But Angie, Angie, ain't it good to be alive
Angie, Angie, they can't say we never tried