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Uma fotografia, uma música – parte XII - Ed Sheeran – Photograph

26.08.18 | Paulo Brites

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Nikon D3200, 50-200mm @ 50mm, f/9, 1/320s, ISO 100

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SOj8sk9L-CM 

 

Loving can hurt

Loving can hurt sometimes

But it's the only thing that I know

And when it gets hard

You know it can get hard sometimes

It is the only thing that makes us feel alive

 

We keep this love in a photograph

We made these memories for ourselves

Where our eyes are never closing

Hearts were never broken

And time's forever frozen still

 

So you can keep me inside the pocket

Of your ripped jeans

Holding me close until our eyes meet

You won't ever be alone

Wait for me to come home

 

Loving can heal

Loving can mend your soul

And it's the only thing that I know

I swear it will get easier

Remember that with every piece of you

And it's the only thing we take with us when we die

 

We keep this love in a photograph

We made these memories for ourselves

Where our eyes are never closing

Our hearts were never broken

And time's forever frozen still

 

So you can keep me inside the pocket

Of your ripped jeans

Holding me close until our eyes meet

You won't ever be alone

And if you hurt me that's okay baby

Only words bleed

Inside these pages you just hold me

And I won't ever let you go

Wait for me to come home

 

Oh you can fit me

Inside the necklace you got

When you were sixteen

Next to your heartbeat where I should be

Keep it deep within your soul

 

And if you hurt me

Well that's okay baby

Only words bleed

Inside these pages you just hold me

And I won't ever let you go

 

When I'm away

I will remember how you kissed me

Under the lamppost back on 6th street

Hearing you whisper through the phone

Wait for me to come home

 

Ed Sheeran – Photograph