Ah a poesia, tão fugidia e tantas vezes incompreendida. Sempre que encontro alguma que gosto tendo a encaixá-la na minha vida. Nem sempre dá. Esta chega lá.
Para ler ouvindo Rosemary Clooney
| I Wish You Love |
| I wish you bluebirds in the spring |
| To give your heart a song to sing |
| And then a kiss |
| But more than this |
| I wish you love |
| And in July a lemonade |
| To cool you in some leafy glade |
| I wish you health |
| And more than wealth |
| I wish you love |
| My breaking heart and I agree |
| That you and I could never be |
| So with my best, my very best |
| I set you free |
| I wish you shelter from the storm |
| A cozy fire to keep you warm |
| But most of all |
| When snowflakes fall |
| I wish you love |
| I wish you shelter from the storm |
| A cozy fire to keep you warm |
| But most of all |
| When snowflakes fall |
| I wish you love. |
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