2008-03-15

The wind beneath my wings

Já não me lembro de quando vimos este filme. Sei que insististe que víssemos as duas porque as do filme eram tão amigas como nós e de certa forma tão iguais e diferentes como nós. E eu vi contigo, por certo com pipocas à mão, para equilibrar a choradeira que por aí vinha… e até hoje a canção do filme está e estará sempre ligada a ti, a nós!
E esta noite, que queria ter mostrada que podia não só ser o teu vento, como toda a tua força, no meio da tua fragilidade, do peso que carregas aos ombros, agora que o teu equilíbrio está prestes a sofrer um rombo tremendo, foste tu que tiveste o cuidado de me avisar para eu não ir abaixo e eu por medo engoli o choro, abracei-te o mais que pude mas fiquei com o gosto de ter sido pouco….
Vou cantarolar a nossa música, para me lembrar que tenho que saber ser o teu pilar!


Ohhhh, oh, oh, oh, ohhh.
It must have been cold there in my shadow,

to never have sunlight on your face.

You were content to let me shine, that's your way.

You always walked a step behind.

So I was the one with all the glory,
while you were the one with all the strain.

A beautiful face without a name for so long.

A beautiful smile to hide the pain.

Did you ever know that you're my hero,
and everything I would like to be?

I can fly higher than an eagle,

for you are the wind beneath my wings.


It might have appeared to go unnoticed,
but I've got it all here in my heart.

I want you to know I know the truth, of course I know it.

I would be nothing without you.

Did you ever know that you're my hero?
You're everything I wish I could be.

I could fly higher than an eagle,

for you are the wind beneath my wings.

Did I ever tell you you're my hero?
You're everything, everything I wish I could be.

Oh, and I, I could fly higher than an eagle,

for you are the wind beneath my wings,

'cause you are the wind beneath my wings.


Oh, the wind beneath my wings.
You, you, you, you are the wind beneath my wings.

Fly, fly, fly away. You let me fly so high.

Oh, you, you, you, the wind beneath my wings.

Oh, you, you, you, the wind beneath my wings.


Fly, fly, fly high against the sky,
so high I almost touch the sky.

Thank you, thank you,

thank God for you, the wind beneath my wings.

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