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Sobrevivente

Pretty Balanced

Survivor

One afternoon in december when it's cold
I found myself feeling hungry and lonely
I thought i'd go up to bexley
And buy myself a sandwich
And see myself a movie

I wrapped a scarf around me
I went into the garage
Untangled my bicycle from the bicycles
Against the back wall

Outside the snow was falling
The icicles were growing
Nobody else was riding

Nobody else was walking
Or looking out their windows
Or shoveling their driveways
Or riding in their cars
The university was empty
No students throwing snowballs
Nobody was on main street

Where's everybody gone to?
The people at the drexel?
The plaid-clad private school girls?
I think they're all dead!

Sobrevivente

Uma tarde de dezembro, quando tá frio
Me peguei com fome e sozinho
Pensei em subir pra Bexley
E comprar um sanduíche pra mim
E ver um filme

Enrolei um cachecol em mim
Fui pro garage
Desembaracei minha bike das outras bikes
Encostadas na parede de trás

Lá fora a neve caía
As estalactites cresciam
Ninguém mais estava pedalando

Ninguém mais estava andando
Ou olhando pelas janelas
Ou limpando as entradas
Ou dirigindo seus carros
A universidade tava vazia
Nenhum aluno jogando bolas de neve
Ninguém na rua principal

Pra onde foi todo mundo?
O pessoal do Drexel?
As garotas da escola particular de xadrez?
Acho que todas elas tão mortas!

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