# CCLXVII - Teremos/Seremos amigos... amigos assim?

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[Verão de 2008, tarde de piscina]

Sempre que errasse - nos amores, nas escolhas, nas decisões, ... - gostava de ter amigos assim. Dos que o Renato Russo canta, num inglês irrepreensível. A alma dos Legião Urbana, a solo.

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Renato Russo - Old Friend

Everytime I've lost another lover
I call up my old friend
And I say let's get together
I'm under the weather
Another love has suddenly come to an end

And he listens as I tell him my sad story
And wonders at my taste in men
And he wonders why I do it
And the pain of getting through it
And he laughs and says: "You'll do it again !"

And we sit in a bar and talk till two
'Bout life and love as old friends do
And tell each other what we've been through
How love is rare, life is strange
Nothing lasts, people change

And I ask him if his life is ever lonely
And if he ever feels despair
And he says he's learned to love it
'Cause that's really all part of it
And it helps him feel the good times when they're there

And we sit in a bar and talk till two
'Bout life and love as old friends do
And tell each other what we've been through
How love is rare, life is strange
Nothing lasts, people change

And we wonder if I'll live with any lover
Or spend my life alone
And the bartender is dozing
And it's getting time for closing
So we figure that I'll make it on my own

But we'll meet the year we're sixty-two
And travel the world as old friends do
And tell each other what we've been through
How love is rare, life is strange
Nothing lasts, people change