terça-feira, 5 de outubro de 2010

Sabia que esta música é a sua cara????




I'm laying down the law
Showdown in the northland
Just the whiff of corruption
Is the tip of the iceberg

Savor and sweet liberty
And there's trouble from the south
Shouting from the gallery
Now I find I've got to shut it out

I'm searching for a light
To kill my sense of fear
To break through darkened nights
And take me through the years

There's no need to tell you
What I think has gone wrong
There's grey clouds of dissension
Let it show, let it show a silver lining

Sweet blood on the razor
Is it poetry or politics?
Forget about the nightmare
I'll make it a dream that changes everything

I'm searching for a light
To kill my sense of fear
To break through darkened nights
And take me through the years

Sweet blood on the razor
Is it poetry or politics?
Forget about the nightmare
I'll make it a dream that changes everything

I'm searching for a light
To kill my sense of fear
To break through darkened nights
And take me through the years

:)



Eu sei que não tem muita graça ficar dando "ctrl+c" e "ctrl+v" em letras musicais para colocar aqui no blog. Mas não é por falta de inspiração, mas sim por achar que a música explica melhor o que sinto... Melhor melodia para não ter letra. Melhor letra feita para não ter que se explicar. Melhor não explicar porque é meu.
Sendo assim, escolha a sua música! (ou seu significado...)

"Though I've tried before to tell her

Of the feelings I have for her in my heart

Everytime that I come near her

I just lose my nerve

As I've done from the start


Every little thing she does is magic

Everything she does just turns me on

Even though my life before was tragic

Now I know my love for her goes on


Do I have to tell the story

Of a thousand rainy days since we first met

It's a big enough umbrella

But it's always me that ends up getting wet


Every little thing she does is magic

Everything she does just turns me on

Even though my life before was tragic

Now I know my love for her goes on


I resolved to call her up a thousand times a day

And ask her if she'll marry me in some old fashioned way

But my silent fears have gripped me

Long before I reach the phone

Long before my tongue has tripped me

Must I always be alone


Every little thing she does is magic

Everything she does just turns me on

Even though my life before was tragic

Know I know my love for her goes on "

sexta-feira, 1 de outubro de 2010

Parabeeeeens!



Hoje e o dia de mais uma primavera da mais bela das flores.

Que enfeita a vida.

Que colore o sabor.

Que da cor ao cheiro.

Que da nome ao que quero.

Linda ciranda de voltas certeiras.

Irritadica dama de espinhos de veludo.

Parabens!

Amo-te!