Tati Bernardi

O mais legal foi ter descoberto os textos maravilhosos dela pelo twitter, viciar neles, fuçar por mais, e descobrir que essa escritora maravilhosa também tem um pé na busca pela VIDA (boa, divertida, interessante) em São Paulo.

Site da Tati: http://www.tatibernardi.com.br

Tudo que deveria estar apresentado neste blog, mas que na verdade está no dela: http://viajeaqui.abril.com.br/blog/sao-paulo-cronicas-endereco/

Dá muita vontade de escrever tão bem quanto ela e publicar os zilhões de coisas que se passam pela cabeça dessa que vos fala, mas por enquanto fico aqui com as minhas sandalhinhas da humildade escondendo mais um pouco minha bagunça.

Diante do caos, calo.

Getting crazy on the waltzers but it's the life that i choose
Sing about the sixblade sing about the switchback and a torture tattoo
And i been riding on a ghost train where the cars they scream and slam
And i don't know where i'll be tonight but i'd always tell you where i am

In a screaming ring of faces i seen her standing in the light
She had a ticket for the races just like me she was a victim of the night
I put a hand upon the lever said let it rock and let it roll
I had the one arm bandit fever there was an arrow through my heart and my
Soul

And the big wheel keep on turning neon burning up above
And i'm just high on the world
Come on and take a low ride with me girl
On the tunnel of love

It's just the danger when you're riding at your own risk
She said you are the perfect stranger she said baby let's keep it like this
It's just a cake walk twisting baby step right up and say
Hey mister give me two give me two cos any two can play

And the big wheel keep on turning neon burning up above
And i'm just high on the world
Come on and take a low ride with me girl
On the tunnel of love

Well it's been money for muscle another whirligig
Money for muscle and another girl i dig
Another hustle just to make it big
And rock away rock away

And girl it looks so pretty to me just like it always did
Like the spanish city to me when we were kids
Oh girl it looks so pretty to me just like it always did
Like the spanish city to me when we were kids

She took off a silver locket she said remember me by this
She put her hand in my pocket i got a keepsake and a kiss
And in the roar of the dust and diesel i stood and watched her walk away
I could have caught up with her easy enough but something must have made me
Stay

And the big wheel keep on turning neon burning up above
And i'm just high on the world
Come on and take a low ride with me girl
On the tunnel of love

And now i'm searching through these carousels and the carnivalarcades
Searching everywhere from steeplechase to palisades
In any shooting gallery where promises are made
To rock away rock away from cullercoats and whitley bay out to rock away

And girl it looks so pretty to me like it always did
Like the spanish city to me when we were kids
Girl it looks so pretty to me like it always did
Like the spanish city to me when we were kids