Tomorrow Is A Long Time

If today was not an endless highway

If tonight was not an endless trail

If tomorrow wasn't such a long time

Then lonesome would mean nothing to me at all

Yes and only if my own true love was waiting

If I could hear her heart softly pounding

If only she was lying by me

Then I'd lie in my bed once again

I can't see my reflection in the water

I can't speak the sounds that show no pain

I can't hear the echo of my footsteps

I can't remember the sound of my own name 

Yes and only if my own true love was waiting

If I could hear her heart softly pounding

If only she was lying by me

Then I'd lie in my bed once again

There's beauty in the silver singing river

There's beauty in the sunrise in the sky

But none of these and nothing else could match the beauty

That I remember in my true love's eyes

Yes and only if my own true love was waiting

If I could hear her heart softly pounding

If only she was lying by me

Then I'd lie in my bed once again

If today was not an endless highway

If tonight was not an endless trail

If tomorrow wasn't such a long time

Then lonesome would mean nothing to me at all

Yes and only if my own true love was waiting

If I could hear her heart softly pounding

If only she was lying by me

Then I'd lie in my bed once again

Bob Dylan

Nessa tarde tranquila de domingo fiquei a escutar meu caro Bob Dylan e, inevitavelmente, estacionei nesta canção belíssima. Não faz parte de seus grandes sucessos, nem figurou como uma das mais importantes de sua lista de composições, mas ela traz em sua letra e melodia um presente indescritível para meus ouvidos. Eu já tinha um grande apreço por esta música pois há algum tempo a conheci pela voz de Geraldo Azevado, que tem uma versão. Hoje ela soou especial.