time for heroes

Una filosofia de vida. Tots busquem una manera, un camí. Cal, però, trobar-lo? No és possible caminar per camins alternatius? Avui no parlaré jo. Deixo tot el significat de l'existència humana en mans de The Libertines. Van triar una via equivocada... si més no poc ortodoxe, però la seva desviació del camí va fer que hagin creat cançons com la següent. Després de llegir-la molts cops, he aconseguit trobar el significat que crec que vol transmetre. I des d'ara en endanvant, s'ha convertit en el meu himne. Perquè ara és time for heroes.


Did you see the stylish kids in the riot
We were shovelled up like muck
Set the night on fire
Wombles bleed truncheons and shields
You know I cherish you my love

But there's a rumour spread nasty disease around town
You caught round the houses with your trousers down
A headrush in the bush
You know I cherish you my love

Tell me what can you want now you've got it all
The whole scene is obscene
Time will strip it away
A year and a day
And Bill Bones, Bill Bones knows what I mean
He knows it's eating, it's chewing me up
It's not right for young lungs to be coughing up blood
And it's all , it's all in my hands
And it's all up the walls

Well the stale chips are up and the hopes stakes are down
It's these ignorant faces that bring this town down
And I sighed and sunken with pride I passed myself down on my knees
Yes I passed myself down on my knees
Time for Heroes, The Libertines