WITH OR WITHOUT YOU
à uns anos valentes, escrevia assim num jornal que eu e alguns amigos tinhamos iniciado - o "Comunicare!" (Dezembro 2004)


I was writing the first chapter of my newest book: An ironic-romance. Strange? I know. There’s always a first time to do something, why not a romance with a lot of sarcastic moments: tell the truth with some kind of jokes (just the perfect combination).


CHAPTER ONE:

I am sleeping and also dreaming... Is it getting better, or do you feel the same? I know a girl, a girl called... I don’t know her name, it doesn’t matter.

Give me one more chance and you’ll be satisfied – say U2 in one song – you’re the real thing, even better than the real thing. We had met on our childhood. We were close friends.
Give me two more chances, you won’t be denied...

A few years later, of an untimely separation, lost but not forgotten the childhood, she has come. You have come and I can say that in a week of talking we kept up with six years, do you know what I mean?
I first met you, girl, you have fire in your soul, but now, now what happened to your face of melting snow? I don’t know but you surely know...

I think you have a big problem and, again like U2, I said that you miss too much if you stop to think (don’t move, don’t talk out of time, just fine); make sense – I think that I feel numb!!!
Give me one last chance and I’m going to make you sing... give me half a chance to ride on the waves that you bring (you’re the real thing, even better than the real thing).

Suddenly I think that I had found a friend, I thought to myself; “in a little while surely you’ll be mine”… And that’s truth: in a week that girl she’s mine, well I’ve known her, since she was a little girl with Spanish eyes…
Now I said that I have kissed honey lips, felt the healing in her fingertips – it burned like fire (this burning desire).

I see you where the streets have no name but, in fact I think that, I still haven’t found what I’m looking for.
I think that I have a dilemma: With or without you… I can’t live With or Without You. Oh no, don’t be shy… you don’t have to go blind: Hold me, thrill me, kiss me, kill me.