Nem ouvir Beatles ajudou, mesmo porque parei em Eleanor Rigby e deixei no repeat. Essa música é estranha, ela me deixa triste não pela letra, mas pela melodia mesmo… Anyway, vou colocar a letra aqui. Outra hora falo melhor de Beatles.
Eleanor Rigby – Beatles
Ah, look at all the lonely people
Ah, look at all the lonely people
Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice in the church
where a wedding has been
Lives in a dream
Waits at the window, wearing the face that
she keeps in a jar by the door
Who is it for?
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from ?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong ?
Father McKenzie writing the words of a sermon
that no one will hear
No one comes near.
Look at him working. Darning his socks
in the night when there’s nobody there
What does he care?
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?
Eleanor Rigby died in the church
and was buried along with her name
Nobody came
Father McKenzie wiping the dirt
from his hands as he walks from the grave
No one was saved
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?
