Still crazy

Meu caro Guarda Nocturno,

Deixe-me dedicar-lhe hoje esta canção. Não sei porquê, mas acho que a música do Paul Simon tem tudo a ver consigo...ou melhor, saber até sei, mas não digo. São coisas que nos tocam e depois fogem, não ficam connosco tempo suficiente para serem expressas em palavras. São tão íntimas que a ideia de as traduzir em adjectivos e substantivos nos causa um certo pudor...

I met my old lover on the street last night
She seemed so glad to see me, I just smiled
And we talked about some old times and we drank ourselves some beer
Still crazy after all these years, still crazy after all these years

I'm not the kind of man who tends to socialize
I seem to lean on old familiar ways
And I ain't no fool for love songs that whisper in my ears
Still crazy after all these years, still crazy after all these years

Four in the morning, I'm tapped up and yawning, longing my life away
I never worry, why should I, oh yeah, it's all gonna fade

Now I sit by my window and I watch the cars roll by
I fear I'll do some damage one fine day
But I would not be convicted by a jury of my peers
Still crazy after all these years
Still crazy, still crazy, still crazy after all these years