Deixei de pedir desejos. Ele é a minha sorte.
La Bonne Fortune, 1945
FEELING ALIVE
Gomo
(...)
Hey, I'm feeling alive, I was loaded as dice,
Sweet and sticky inside, I'm feeling love,
Split the night 'long the seam, break the day with a scream,
Pouring gas on a fire, inside of me,
'Cause I know, I've been bad and I'm slow,
And I'm beating my head on the floor, now I know
And you give me so much, that I don't have to search,
I'm feeling so fine, because I love you,
We lay down on the floor and you beg me for more,
So I scream...
(...)
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Nuno a 29 de Outubro de 2007 às 14:43
I never felt magic crazy as this
I never saw moons knew the meaning of the sea
I never held emotion in the palm of my hand
Or felt sweet breezes in the top of a tree
But now you're here
Brighten my northern sky.
It's been a long time that I'm waiting
Been a long time that I'm blown
been a long time that I've wandered
Through the people I have known
Oh, if you would and you could
Straighten my new mind's eye.
Would you love me for my money
Would you love me for my head
Would you love me through the winter
Would you love me 'til I'm dead
Oh, if you would and you could
Come blow your horn on high.
I never felt magic crazy as this
I never saw moons knew the meaning of the sea
I never held emotion in the palm of my hand
Or felt sweet breezes in the top of a tree
But now you're here
Brighten my northern sky.
:-)
Ps: do grande poeta Drake para a minha musa...
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