... e o Michael se foi

Engraçado como as coisas funcionam nessa vida. Quando Michael Jackson era vivo, tudo o que eu ouvia eram notícias sobre sua vida excêntrica, sua personalidade um tanto quanto confusa e uma vida repleta de confusões com a justiça americana.

Agora, eu só ouço que ele era "o rei do pop".

É a velha história: só se dá valor quando se perde. Mas eu não me coloco de fora disso, não. Eu tive anos e anos para comprar cds e baixar as músicas dele no meu iPod, mas nunca o fiz. E agora que ele morreu, e que as rádios não tocam outra coisa, eu comecei a relembrar o tantão de músicas dele que eu adoro.

Além de "I'll Be There", "Thriller", "Beat It", "Black or White" e "Do You Remember", entre outras, tem uma que eu AMO incondicionalmente porque fez parte da minha infância (muito embora o disco tenha sido lançado no ano em que eu nasci - mas meus tios adoravam os discos do cara, então...): "Billie Jean".

E é com essa música que eu presto aqui minha homenagem. Não, eu não era tão fã de Michael, mas ele sem dúvida fez parte de uma grande parte da minha vida :)

"Billie Jean", Michael Jackson

She was more like a beauty queen from a movie scene
I said don't mind, but what do you mean I am the one
Who will dance on the floor in the round
She said I am the one who will dance on the floor in the round

She told me her name was Billie Jean, as she caused a scene
Then every head turned with eyes that dreamed of being the one
Who will dance on the floor in the round

People always told me be careful of what you do
And don't go around breaking young girls' hearts
And mother always told me be careful of who you love
And be careful of what you do 'cause the lie becomes the truth

Billie Jean is not my lover
She's just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son
She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son

For forty days and forty nights
The law was on her side
But who can stand when she's in demand
Her schemes and plans
'Cause we danced on the floor in the round
So take my strong advice, just remember to always think twice
(Do think twice)

She told my baby that's a threat
As she looked at me
Then showed a photo of a baby cries
Eyes would like mine
Go on dance on the floor in the round, baby

People always told me be careful of what you do
And don't go around breaking young girls' hearts
She came and stood right by me
Then the smell of sweet perfume
This happened much too soon
She called me to her room

Billie Jean is not my lover
She's just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son
Billie Jean is not my lover
She's just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son
She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son
She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son
Billie Jean is not my lover
She's just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son
She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son
She says I am the one, she says he is my son
She says I am the one
Billie Jean is not my lover