segunda-feira, 28 de dezembro de 2009
sábado, 26 de dezembro de 2009
sexta-feira, 25 de dezembro de 2009
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LOYeT7NfK0Y
When I had you
I treated you bad and wrong my dear
And girl since, since you went away
Don't you know I sit around
With my head hanging down
And I wonder who's lovin' you
I,I,I,I should have never
ever made you cry
And girl since yer since you been gone
Don't you know I sit around
With my head hanging down
And I wonder who's lovin' you
quarta-feira, 23 de dezembro de 2009
segunda-feira, 21 de dezembro de 2009

Muitas vezes o coração
Não consegue compreender
O que a mente não faz questão
Nem tem forças pra obedecer
Quantos sonhos já destrui
E deixei escapar das mãos
Se o futuro assim permitir
Não pretendo viver em vão
Meu amor, não estamos sós
Tem um mundo a esperar por nós
No infinito do céu azul
Pode ter vida em Marte
Então, vem cá, me dá a sua língua
Então vem, eu quero abraçar você
Seu poder vem do sol
Minha medida
Meu bem, vamos viver a vida
Então vem, senão eu vou perder quem sou
Vou querer me mudar para uma life on mars
sexta-feira, 18 de dezembro de 2009
segunda-feira, 14 de dezembro de 2009
sábado, 12 de dezembro de 2009
sexta-feira, 4 de dezembro de 2009
domingo, 29 de novembro de 2009
quarta-feira, 25 de novembro de 2009
segunda-feira, 23 de novembro de 2009
House od D
"My Dad died. A lot of sleeps ago. Cancer ate him. Just like your Dad. Cancer is the crab on the horoscope. Crab dinner, $6.99, all you can eat."
"It's O.K., 'cause the crab ate all the hard parts first.[...]Just before he died, when he was only mostly dead, he was so nice, 'cause only the soft parts were left. He was the nicest guy in the world. He hugged me and he told me, over and over, he loved me, loved me. I hate seafood."
"It's O.K., 'cause the crab ate all the hard parts first.[...]Just before he died, when he was only mostly dead, he was so nice, 'cause only the soft parts were left. He was the nicest guy in the world. He hugged me and he told me, over and over, he loved me, loved me. I hate seafood."
sexta-feira, 20 de novembro de 2009
quarta-feira, 18 de novembro de 2009
Diário de um louco. ano 3000, 43 de abril
terça-feira, 17 de novembro de 2009
Little Black Book
I've got a little black book with my poems in.
Got a bag with a toothbrush and a comb in.
When I'm a good dog, they sometimes throw me a bone in.
[...]
I've got wild staring eyes.
And I've got a strong urge to fly.
But I got nowhere to fly to.
Ooooh, Babe when I pick up the phone
There's still nobody home.
Got a bag with a toothbrush and a comb in.
When I'm a good dog, they sometimes throw me a bone in.
[...]
I've got wild staring eyes.
And I've got a strong urge to fly.
But I got nowhere to fly to.
Ooooh, Babe when I pick up the phone
There's still nobody home.
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