don't leave the light on, baby
Friday, January 19, 2007
Stevie Nicks - Beautiful Child
Beautiful Child
Beautiful Child
You are a beautiful child
And I am a fool once more
You fell in love when I was only ten
The years disappeared
Much has gone by since then
I bite my lip, can you send me away
You touch
I have no choice
I have to stay
I had to stay
Sleepless child
There is so little time
Your eyes say yes
But you don't say yes
I wish that you were mine
You say it will be harder in the
morning
I wait for you to say, just go
Your hands, held mine so few hours
And I'm not a child anymore
I'm not a child anymore
I'm tall enough
To reach the stars
I'm old enough
To love you from afar
Too trusting. . .yes?
But then women usually are
I'm not a child anymore
No, I'm not a child, oh no
Tall enough to reach for the stars
I will do
As I'm told
Even if I never hold you again
I never hold you again
Beautiful Child
Beautiful Child
You are a beautiful child
And I am a fool once more
You fell in love when I was only ten
The years disappeared
Much has gone by since then
I bite my lip, can you send me away
You touch
I have no choice
I have to stay
I had to stay
Sleepless child
There is so little time
Your eyes say yes
But you don't say yes
I wish that you were mine
You say it will be harder in the
morning
I wait for you to say, just go
Your hands, held mine so few hours
And I'm not a child anymore
I'm not a child anymore
I'm tall enough
To reach the stars
I'm old enough
To love you from afar
Too trusting. . .yes?
But then women usually are
I'm not a child anymore
No, I'm not a child, oh no
Tall enough to reach for the stars
I will do
As I'm told
Even if I never hold you again
I never hold you again
Sunday, December 31, 2006
Quem diria, Maria
Hoje é só mais um diaE a borboleta que nasceu ontem
A essas horas já voou de verdade
Quem diria, Maria
Que a melancolia está na lagarta
E que ser borboleta
é ilusão de liberdade
Thursday, December 28, 2006
Monday, December 11, 2006
Saturday, November 25, 2006
ao papagaio
Lorinho, Lorinhovocê que está aí tristinho
você, nessa gaiola
sabe o que tem lá fora?-
Dor.
mas sabe que também tem um ceuzão azul
e um monte de coisa pra ver
tanto que vale a pena doer
todo dia, um cadinho mais
Spleen 3
eu estou sem café, sem tomar banhosem comer carne, sem pentear o cabelo
sem dormir, sem desligar o som
sem estudar, sem ler
e eu me lembro daquela canção
que dizia coisas bonitas
em sustenidos e bemóis
