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Agora o tempo, aquele que outrora era castigo

Chama-se: ESPERANÇA

Inbetween Days

The Cure

Composição: Robert Smith

Yesterday i got so old
I felt like i could die
Yesterday i got so old
It made me want to cry
Go on go on
Just walk away
Go on go on
Your choice is made
Go on go on
And disappear
Go on go on
Away from here

And i know i was wrong
When i said it was true
That it couldn't be me and be her
Inbetween without you
Without you

Yesterday i got so scared
I shivered like a child
Yesterday away from you
It froze me deep inside
Come back come back
Don't walk away
Come back come back
Come back today
Come back come back
What can't you see
Come back come back
Come back to me

And i know i was wrong
When i said it was true
That it couldn't be me and be her
Inbetween without you
Without you



Escrito por Ana Clara às 17h41
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O que vem primeiro: a Casa ou o Muro?

Você sai normalmente pra trabalhar. Enquanto está lá, tão compenetrado em todos os problemas do dia-a-dia, alguém entra na sua casa, rouba o que você tinha de mais valioso, e pra finalizar o golpe, coloca fogo na sua casa.

Destruição total. Vc está acabado. Lembranças que viraram cinzas. Seu telefone toca:

- Senhor, aqui é seu Corretor de Seguros. O cheque da sua indenização já está comigo.

O que restou começa a ser tirado do terreno, lentamente. É hora de reconstruir sua casa.

A GRANDE PERGUNTA É: POR ONDE VOCÊ COMEÇA: PELA CASA OU PELO MURO?

Obrigada pela visita, sua opinião é muito importante para nós!



Escrito por Ana Clara às 00h36
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You Don't Know Me

Ray Charles

Composição: Indisponível

You give your hand to me
And then you say, "Hello."
And I can hardly speak,
My heart is beating so.
And anyone can tell
You think you know me well.
Well, you don't know me.
(no you don't know me)

No you don't know the one
Who dreams of you at night;
And longs to kiss your lips
And longs to hold you tight
Oh I'm just a friend.
That's all I've ever been.
Cause you don't know me.
(no you don't know me)

For I never knew the art of making love,
Though my heart aches with love for you.
Afraid and shy, I let my chance go by.
A chance that you might love me too.
(love me too)

You give your hand to me,
And then you say, "Goodbye."
I watched you walk away,
Beside the lucky guy
Oh, you'll never ever know
The one who loved you so.
Well, you don't know me

(For I never knew the art of making love, )
(Though my heart aches with love for you. )
Afraid and shy, I let my chance go by.
A chance that you might love me too.
(love me too)

Oh, you give your hand to me,
And then you say, "Goodbye."
I watched you walk away,
Beside the lucky guy
Oh, you'll never ever know
The one who loved you so.
Well, you don't know me
(you don't love me, you don't know me



Escrito por Ana Clara às 21h31
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