Matas-me com amor...

Morrissey articulando as palavras como só ele sabe. Falando de relações como ninguém, embora todas elas raramente tenham um final feliz.

Mas o amor é isto também, às vezes estamos quietos e parados e algo entra no nosso mundo e abala a nossa maneira de ser. Mas no fim acabamos por ficar com um coração partido e mortos sentimentalmente.

Podemos mexermo-nos, mas a vida já acabou.

Esta não é a sua melhor letra mas também é muito boa.

Morrisey- You have killed me:

Pasolini is me

'Accattone' you'll be

I entered nothing and nothing entered me

'Til you came with the key

And you did your best but

As I live and breathe

You have killed me

You have killed me

Yes I walk around somehow

But you have killed me

You have killed me

Piazza Cavour, what's my life for?

Visconti is me

Magnani you'll never be

I entered nothing and nothing entered me

'Til you came with the key

And you did your best but

As I live and breathe

You have killed me

You have killed me

Yes, I walk around somehow

But you have killed me

You have killed me

Who am I that

I come to be here...?

As I live and breathe

You have killed me

You have killed me

Yes I walk around somehow

But you have killed me

You have killed me

And there is no point saying this again

Yes, there is no point saying this again

But I forgive you, I forgive you

Always I do forgive you.

Valete Frates