Beati pauperes spiritu…

Depuis que je suis sortie du boulot ce midi j’ai des paroles de That summer de Garth Brooks qui tournent en boucle dans ma tête :

She had a need to feel the thunder
To chase the lightning from the sky
To watch a storm with all its wonder
Raging in her lover’s eyes
She had to ride the heat of passion
Like a comet burning bright
Rushing headlong in the wind
Now where only dreams have been
Burning both ends of the night

Et je me demande bien pourquoi.

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