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Valeria Petersen
7 de out. de 2016
4 min de leitura

Como o Sol ainda se encontra em Libra, signo dos pares, e hoje faz uma quadratura com Plutão, planeta que rege tudo o que está oculto, os segregados pela sociedade, escolhi duas músicas que parecem que são iguais, mas não são.

A primeira é Gangster´s Paradise, do Coolio, que ganhou um Grammy com essa música e começa com uma passagem do Salmo 23:4 da Bíblia: Conforme eu caminho pelas sombras do vale da morte, mas então diverge com: Eu dou uma olhada em minha vida/ E me dou conta de que não sobrou mais nada. O coral no fundo da música também contribui para um tom mais religioso. Vários versos são obscuros e trágicos e são uma crítica à violência e a tragédia da vida "gangsta".

A outra, é do maravilhoso Stevie Wonder, que vem com uma "pegada" mais leve na melodia, mas a letra é forte também. Pastime Paradise é uma música do álbum de 1976 - Songs in the Key of Life . A letra ataca o materialismo e a busca do prazer pela sociedade dos tempos modernos. A música também tem um tom religioso, devido ao seu uso de um coro e cantores Hare Krishna.

Vamos lá, então?

Gangster´s Paradise

Coolio

As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I take a look at my life And realize there's nothing left 'Cause I've been brassing and laughing so long That even my momma thinks that my mind has gone But I ain't never crossed a man that didn't deserve it Me be treated like a punk, you know that's unheard of You better watch how ya talking And where ya walking Or you and your homies might be lined in chalk

I really hate to trip but I gotta lop As they croak, I see myself in the pistol smoke Fool, I'm the kinda G that little homie's wanna be like On my knees in the night Saying prayers in the street light

Been spending most their lives Living in a gangsta's paradise Been spending most their lives Living in a gangsta's paradise Keep spending most our lives Living in a gangsta's paradise Keep spending most our lives Living in a gangsta's paradise

Forget the situation they got me facing I can't live a normal life, I was raised by the state So I gotta be down with the 'hood team Too much television watching got me chasing dreams I'm an educated fool with money on my mind Got my ten in my hand and a gleam in my eye I'm a locked out gangsta, set tripping banger And my homies is down so don't arouse my anger Fool, death ain't nothing but a heartbeat away I'm living life do or die, what can I say? I'm twenty-three now , will I ever live to see twenty-four? The way things is going I don't know.

Tell me why are we so blind to see That the ones we hurt are you and me?

Been spending most their lives Living in a gangsta's paradise Been spending most their lives Living in a gangsta's paradise Keep spending most our lives Living in a gangsta's paradise Keep spending most our lives Living in a gangsta's paradise

Power in the money, money in the power Minute after minute, hour after hour Everybody's running, but half of them ain't looking It's going on in the kitchen But I don't know what's cooking They say I gotta learn But nobody's here to teach me If they can't understand it, how can they reach me? I guess they can't, I guess they won't I guess they front That's why I know my life is out of luck, fool

Been spending most their lives Living in a gangsta's paradise Been spending most their lives Living in a gangsta's paradise Keep spending most our lives Living in a gangsta's paradise Keep spending most our lives Living in a gangsta's paradise