Cresci com poucos albuns do Elvis, alguns filmes e muitos documentários. Entretanto arranjei mais albuns, nunca mais vi nenhum filme (houve uma altura em que passaram alguns, os que vi, na rtp. Quando ainda só havia rtp) e cansei-me dos documentários. O album que interessa é o Concerto em Madison Square Garden que vale por tudo e é um dos melhores concertos que não vi. É desse concerto a interpretação que faz de Impossible Dream. O espectáculo é o ’68 Comeback Special e dele retenho o If I Can Dream. Troquei os sonhos, Marta. Ficam os dois.
If I Can Dream
There must be lights burning brighter somewhere
Got to be birds flying higher in a sky more blue
If I can dream of a better land
Where all my brothers walk hand in hand
Tell me why, oh why, oh why cant my dream come true
There must be peace and understanding sometime
Strong winds of promise that will blow away
All the doubt and fear
If I can dream of a warmer sun
Where hope keeps shining on everyone
Tell me why, oh why, oh why wont that sun appear
We’re lost in a cloud
With too much rain
Were trapped in a world
Thats troubled with pain
But as long as a man
Has the strength to dream
He can redeem his soul and fly
Deep in my heart theres a trembling question
Still I am sure that the answer gonna come somehow
Out there in the dark, theres a beckoning candle
And while I can think, while I can talk
While I can stand, while I can walk
While I can dream, please let my dream
Come true, right now
Let it come true right now
Oh yeah
The Impossible Dream
To dream the impossible dream
the unbeatable foe
To bear with unbearable sorrow
To run where the brave dare not go
To right the unrightable wrong
To love pure and chaste from afar
To try when your arms are too weary
To reach the unreachable star
This is my quest
To follow that star
No matter how hopeless
No matter how far
To fight for the right
Without question or pause
To be willing to march into Hell
For a heavenly cause
And I know if I’ll only be true
To this glorious quest
That my heart will lie peaceful and calm
When I’m laid to my rest
And the world will be better for this
That one man, scorned and covered with scars
Still strove with his last ounce of courage
To reach the unreachable star
[tags]Elvis Presley, music[/tags]