"God knows that I wanted to be happy with you
To live in the sunlight of your most tender look
Now your desire is dead, I live my own desire
Blooming spring in the winter sun
Dreams that I dreamt, where are they?
Hours that I lived, who has them?
What's the use of having a heart, and not having anyone's love?
Kisses that I gave you, where are they?
Who have you given what belonged to me?
It's better not to have a heart, than having it and not having it, like me
I bartered everything in my life for nothing
Defeated flag, torn in the ground
I'm the forgotten date, the lost thing that goes on auction
Dreams that I dreamt, where are they?
Hours that I lived, who has them?
What's the use of having a heart, and not having anyone's love?
I live of longings, my love, my life has lost the splendour
Like a winter sun I have no warmth
What's the use of having a heart, and not having anyone's love?
I live of longings, my love, my life has lost the splendour
Like a winter sun I have no warmth"
quarta-feira, 26 de novembro de 2008
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4 comentários:
Sonhos que sonhei, onde estão? Horas que viviiiiiiii quem as tem? De que vale ter coração e não ter o amor de ninguééééém?
(O Arnaldo não se me adiantou à Sodona Simone!)
Eu em troca de nadaaaaaaaa, dei tudo na vidaaaaaaaa! Bandeira vencida, rasgada no chão. Sou a data esquecida A coisa perdida
Que vai a leilããããoooooooooo!
Ah pujança, sangue na guelra, chama de inverno!
ah cantores!!! Boa!
Estes 2 grandes queridos acabaram de ganhar um cafezito pago por Fabrícius. Brevemente poderão reclamar o vosso prémio (muiiiiiiiiiito brevemente!) :)
mas, mas, mas..... eu tb sabia.... tb quero um cafézito... melhor um chá
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