Grupos ou Teach Your Children

Tenho esta fotografia datada de 1981, Monserrate: Nuno, Fernando, Pedro Morais, Mário Serôdio, Sabido, Emílio, Xico, Nucha e "Timor". Era para falar de grupos, mas já não me apetece (fica para outro dia). Faz hoje 26 anos que morreu o Nuno. Tinha 18 anos. Era fim de semana e estávamos um bocado espalhados, mas voltámos todos para os Olivais. Acho que foi o Gito que tocou esta canção na igreja:

Teach Your Children by Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young

You who are on the road
Must have a code that you can live by
And so become yourself
Because the past is just a good bye.
Teach your children well,
Their father's hell did slowly go by,
And feed them on your dreams
The one they picked, the one you'll know by.
Don't you ever ask them why, if they told you, you would cry,
So just look at them and sigh and know they love you.

And you, of tender years, (can you hear and)
Can't know the fears that your elders grew by, (do you care and)
And so please help them with your youth, (can't you see we)
They seek the truth before they can die. (must be free to)
Teach your parents well, (teach the children)
Their children's hell will slowly go by, (to believe and)
And feed them on your dreams (make a world that)
The one they picked, the one you'll know by (we can live in)
Don't you ever ask them why, if they told you, you would cry,
So just look at them and sigh and know they love you.

Há uma fotografia bonita lá muito para trás neste blog.