... wind beneath my wings...

lembro de quando meu irmao estudava em Campinas e quase nao nos falavamos mais, mas porque era eu quem estava distante, e tao distante que toda minha familia me chamou a atencao, tao distante que ate ele me chamou a atencao. e lembro bem desse fim-de-semana que ele foi nos visitar, e de como eu so me importava com os amigos, e de como estavam tristes comigo. entao escrevi uma carta e nela coloquei essa musica que ainda hoje me emociona, pois diz muito sobre como o considero. so peco desculpas porque a versao que conheco e da Bette Middler.

The Wind Beneath My Wings

It must have been cold there in my shadow,
to never have sunlight on your face.
You were content to let me shine, that's your way.
You always walked a step behind.

So I was the one with all yhe glory,
while you were the one with all the strain.
A beautiful face without a name for so long.
A beautiful smile to hide the pain.

Did you ever know that you're my hero,
and everything I would like to be.
I can fly higher than an eagle,
for you are the wind beneath my wings.

It might have appeared to go unnoticed,
but I've got it all here in my heart.
I want you to know I know the truth, of course I know it.
I would be nothing without you.

Did you ever know that you're my hero.
You're everything I wish I could be.
I could fly higher than an eagle,
for you are the wind beneath my wings.

Did I ever tell you you're my hero.
You're everything, everything I wish I could be.
Oh, and I, I could fly higher than an eagle,
for you're the wind beneath my wings,
'cause you are the wind beneath my wings.

Oh, the wind beneath my wings...

Fly, fly, fly high against the sky,
so high I almost touch the sky.
Thank you, thank you,
thank God for you, the wind beneath my wings.

E muito bom voce estar de volta.