Our life together is so precious together,
We have grown - we have grown,
Although our love is still special,
Let's take our chance and fly away somewhere alone,
It's been so long since we took the time,
No-one's to blame,I know time flies so quickly,
But when I see you darling,
It's like we both are falling in love again,
It'll be just like starting over - starting over,
Everyday we used to make it love,
Why can't we be making love nice and easy,
It's time to spread our wing's and fly,
Don't let another day go by my love,
It'll be just like starting over - starting over,
Why don't we take off alone,Take a trip far, far away,
We'll be together on our own again,Like we used to in the early days,
Well, well, well darling,
It's been so long since we took the time,
No-one's to blame,I know time flies so quikly,
But when I see you darling,It's like we both are falling in love again,
It'll be just like starting over - starting over,
Let's take our chance and fly away somewhere alone.
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Socão no estômago... melhor disco do Lennon ever, ever... mas ainda vou ter que ficar com Beautiful Boy, que eu acho a segunda coisa mais linda do mundo.
A primeira?
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on";
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son!
Eu tenho uma coisa com isso de pai e filho, hehehe...
Beira a comédia nada, mergulha de cabeça no insano... nunca mais vou nesse troço de Zona Sul.. agora vou é na Casa Pedro, comprar feijão e lentilha no copinho.. não tem um preço que o cara não saiba de cabeça!!!
Insosso tava meu sanduiche de queijo (risos)....
Beijo, prometo algo menos imbecil pra essa semana! Cuidáte!
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