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Pecado da Preguiça

From the flats and the maisonettes they're reminding us there's things to be done. But you and me, all we want to be is lazy. --- pecadodapreguica(arroba)gmail.com

Monday, May 26, 2008

Farewell

Farewell our friend, but not goodbye,
Your time has come, your soul must fly.
To dance with angels, find the sun,
But how we'll miss our special one.

He walks among us just a while,
Weaved your magic, made us smile.
Your life was so full of light and tears,
We lived it through you, through the years.

The golden days, they went so fast,
The precious times, why can't they last?
So many loved you, did you know?
We were not ready to let you go.

The stars from Heaven are only lent,
A gift from God, that's why they're sent.
We won't forget our Belfast boy,
He filled our lives with so much joy.
Your star will shine now in the sky,
Farewell our friend, but not goodbye.

Este poema foi lido em Novembro de 2005 por Callum Best, filho de George Best, o jogador de futebol que o meu pai mais gostava. Pode não ter “best” no nome mas o meu foi o melhor pai do mundo.

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