Na estranha noite obscurecida, três sujeitos (o Sol, a Lua, o Tempo) pensam na vida, enquanto um outro sujeito, dormente até não poder mais, esquece-se do passado (para o apanhar mais tarde num remoinho mais certeiro).
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HEADMUSIC #0000001
Band: The Beatles Album: The White Album - The Beatles (Abbey Records, 1968) Writer: George Harrison
Title: While my guitar gently weeps (25 July 1968)
I look at you all see the love there that's sleeping While my guitar gently weeps I look at the floor and I see it needs sweeping Still my guitar gently weeps I don't know why nobody told you how to unfold your love I don't know how someone controlled you They bought and sold you.
I look at the world and I notice it's turning While my guitar gently weeps With every mistake we must surely be learning Still my guitar gently weeps I don't know how you were diverted You were perverted too I don't know how you were inverted No one alerted you.
I look at you all see the love there that's sleeping While my guitar gently weeps Look at you all... Still my guitar gently weeps.
I look at the trouble and see that it's raging, While my guitar gently weeps. As I'm sitting here, doing nothing but aging, Still, my guitar gently weeps
I look from the wings at the play you are staging, While my guitar gently weeps. As I'm sitting here, doing nothing but aging, Still, my guitar gently weeps...
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HEADMUSIC #0000001
Band: The Beatles
Album: The White Album - The Beatles (Abbey Records, 1968)
Writer: George Harrison
Title: While my guitar gently weeps (25 July 1968)
I look at you all see the love there that's sleeping
While my guitar gently weeps
I look at the floor and I see it needs sweeping
Still my guitar gently weeps
I don't know why nobody told you how to unfold your love
I don't know how someone controlled you
They bought and sold you.
I look at the world and I notice it's turning
While my guitar gently weeps
With every mistake we must surely be learning
Still my guitar gently weeps
I don't know how you were diverted
You were perverted too
I don't know how you were inverted
No one alerted you.
I look at you all see the love there that's sleeping
While my guitar gently weeps
Look at you all...
Still my guitar gently weeps.
Add it to the verse this other riff:
I look at the trouble and see that it's raging,
While my guitar gently weeps.
As I'm sitting here, doing nothing but aging,
Still, my guitar gently weeps
I look from the wings at the play you are staging,
While my guitar gently weeps.
As I'm sitting here, doing nothing but aging,
Still, my guitar gently weeps...
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