Alanis, morrem sete!

Desta vez foi Alanis Morissette. Excelente concerto, apenas com dois pequenos "contras". Em primeiro lugar, a chuva, que de tempos a tempos fazia uma aparição e punha um rebanho de gente a fugir para trás e para a frente, em busca de abrigo. O outro ponto menos positivo foi o facto de ela não ter cantado a sua melhor musica (e uma das minhas preferidas). Enfim, também não se pode ter tudo.

E, como tinha prometido à minha amiga PF, aqui vai.

Foto de hbomb1947

I went to your house, I walked up the stairs
I opened your door without ringing the bell
I walked down the hall into your room
Where I could smell you
And I shouldn't be here without permission
I shouldn't be here

Would you forgive me love if I dance in your shower
Would you forgive me love if I laid in your bed
Would you forgive me love if I stay all afternoon

I took off my clothes, put on your robe
I went through your drawers and I found your cologne
I went down to the den, found your CD's
And I played your Joni
And I shouldn't stay long, you might be home soon
I shouldn't stay long

Would you forgive me love if I dance in your shower
Would you forgive me love if I laid in your bed
Would you forgive me love if I stay all afternoon

I burn your incense, I ran a bath
Noticed a letter that sat on your desk
It said "Hello love, I love you so love
Meet me at midnight"
And no, it wasn't my writing, I better go soon
It wasn't my writing

So forgive me love if I cry in your shower
So forgive me love for the salt in your bed
So forgive me love if I cry all afternoon

(Your house, Alanis Morissette)