MMS
Estes doces da Casa Fauchon exercem um estranho fascinio sobre mim...Hoje na casa da Musica
If you wanna be my friend You want us to get along Please do not expect me to Wrap it up and keep it there The observation I am doing could Easily be understood As cynical demeanour But one of us misread... And what do you know It happened again A friend is not a means You utilize to get somewhere Somehow I didn't notice friendship is an end What do you know It happened again How come no-one told me All throughout history The loneliest people Were the ones who always spoke the truth The ones who made a difference By withstanding the indifference I guess it's up to me now Should I take that risk or just smile? What do you know It happened again What do you know... - Kings of Convenience - Misread
Porque o Verão está mesmo a dar as ultimas, porque não lançar a secção de prazeres de outono??Pensar que podemos ir tomar um café "ali ao lado", e ir num instante, ao Mo Better Bar, em Londres... isso é que era ;)
Que bonitos ojos tienes Debajo de esas dos cejas Debajo de esas dos cejas Que bonitos ojos tienes Ellos me quieren mirar Pero si tu no los dejas Pero si tu no los dejas Ni siquiera parpadear Malaguena salerosa Besar tus labios quisiera Besar tus labios quisiera Malaguena salerosa Y decirte nina hermosa Que eres lin........da y hechicera, Que eres linda y hechicera Como el candor de una rosa Si por pobre me desprecias Yo te concedo razon Yo te concedo razon Si por pobre me desprecias Yo no te ofrezco riquezas Te ofrezco mi corazon Te ofrezco mi corazon A cambio de mi pobreza Malaguena salerosa Besar tus labios quisiera Besar tus labios quisiera Malaguena salerosa Y decirte nina hermosa Que eres lin........da y hechicera, Que eres linda y hechicera Como el candor de una rosa Y decirte nina hermosa... Cingon - Kill Bill OST
"Leaving at dawn to beat the traffic, do you remember that too? Curled asleep on the back seat, do you remember that too? The soundless dark, the empty road, do you remember that too? And that child asleep, only eight years old, do you recognise as you?June, July, September, stretched ahead and out of view. The whole world seemed a safe place, and never ending too. But it was never as simple as you thought, there were just things you never knew, and up ahead your parents bore the weight of all their worries and yours too.Windows down on the coast road, wanting to be first to see the sea. The whole world seemed a safe place, temporarily. But it was never as simple as you thought, and you found out as you grew, that up ahead your parents had borne the weight of all their worries and yours too. All their worries and yours too." Everything but the Girl - British Summertimes