Em Escuta

Seria fácil reescrever a história mas não vejo a utilidade. Ainda mais estamos também a falar de uma cantora que num louvável exercício de auto-crítica tem um disco chamado “Guilty Pleasures”. Bom, ok, isto é de certeza um exagero meu e ela não estaria necessariamente a falar da sua música, mas imaginemos que sim.

Não me lembro de muito mais que isto. Na Baixa (sim, de Lisboa) havia (ainda há?) uma ou duas discotecas que ficavam num primeiro andar de uns corredores estreitos com degraus demasiado altos para pernas tão curtas. Lá dentro discos e discos, demasiados para conseguir escolher um, que era o que, por alguma razão que agora me escapa, tinha sido prometido.

Segue-se um longo processo de escolha, com audição de várias amostras, com a escolha (algo relutante) deste e não dos outros. Corria o ano de 79 ou 80, era o abrir da caixa de Pandora.

ou a versão alternativa (o diamante disco sound ainda por lapidar, ou seja, longos 7 minutos de deliciosa funkalhada)

Barbra
It’s raining, it’s pouring
My lovelife is boring me to tears, after all these years

Donna
No sunshine, no moonlight, no stardust, no sign of romance
We don’t stand a chance

Barbra
I always dreamed I’d found the perfect lover
But he turned out to be like every other man
I’ve loved,
I’ve loved

Both
Raining (raining)
Pouring (pouring)
There’s nothing left for us here
And we won’t waste another tear

Donna
If you’ve had enough, don’t put up with his stuff, don’t you doit

Barbra
If you’ve had your fill, get the check pay the bill, you can doit

Donna
Tell him to just get out,

Barbra
Nothing left to talk about

Donna
Pack his raincoat show him out

Both
Just look him in the eye and simply shout:
Enough is enough
I can’t go on, I can’t go on no more no
Enough is enough
I want him out, I want him out that door now

Enough is enough
Enough is enough
That’s enough

Donna
If you’ve reached the end, don’t pretend that is right when it’sover

Barbra
(it’s over)
If the feeling is gone don’t think twice just move on, get itover

Donna
(over, over)

Both
Tell him to just get out, say it clearly, spell it out:
Enough is enough is enough
I can’t go on, I can’t go on no more no
Enough is enough is enough
I want him out, I want him out that door now

Enough is enough
Enough is enough
That’s enough

Barbra
I always dreamed I’d found the perfect lover,
But he turned out to be like every other man
I’ve loved (I had no choice from the start)
I’ve loved (I’ve gotta listen to my heart)
I’ve loved (Tearing us apart)

Enough is enough is enough
I can’t go on, I can’t go on no more no
Enough is enough is enough
I want him out, I want him out that door now

Enough is enough
Enough is enough
That’s enough

Both
No more tears (No more tears)
No more tears (No more tears)
No more tears (No more tears)
No more tears (No more tears)
Enough is enough is enough is enough is enough is enough
I’ve had it, you’ve had it, she’s had it, we’ve had it

Donna
I always dreamed I’d found the perfect lover,

Barbra
But he turned out to be like every other man

Both
I had no choice from the start
I’ve gotta listen to my heart
Tearing us apart

Enough is enough is enough
I can’t go on, I can’t go on no more no
Enough is enough is enough
I want him out, I want him out that door now

Goodbye mister, goodbye, goodbye mister
Goodbye sugar

It’s raining, it’s pouring,
There’s nothing left for us here
And we won’t waste another tear

No more tears
Is enough is enough is enough is enough is enough is enough isenough
Is enough!