ou como uma química lisboeta e benfiquista convicta com mau feitio e viciada em coca-cola sobrevive numa aldeola na alemanha sem aderir ao acordo ortográfico e escrevendo apenas em letra minúscula
domingo, 8 de julho de 2007
fishing for love
have you ever felt like this? i'm fishing for love.
não conseguia descrever esta sensação que ultimamente sinto. é essa. fishing for love.
e como diz o poema "Oh, the places you'll go" apenas te digo isto:
"[...]Waiting for the fish to bite or waiting for wind to fly a kite or waiting around for Friday night or waiting, perhaps, for their Uncle Jake or a pot to boil, or a Better Break or a sting of pearls, or a pair of pants or a wig with curls, or Another Chance. Everyone is just waiting.
NO! That's not for you!
Somehow you'll escape all that waiting and staying. You'll find the bright places where Boom Bands are playing.
With banner flip-flapping, once more you'll ride high! Ready for anything under the sky. Ready because you're that kind of a guy![...]"
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não conseguia descrever esta sensação que ultimamente sinto. é essa.
fishing for love.
e como diz o poema "Oh, the places you'll go" apenas te digo isto:
"[...]Waiting for the fish to bite
or waiting for wind to fly a kite
or waiting around for Friday night
or waiting, perhaps, for their Uncle Jake
or a pot to boil, or a Better Break
or a sting of pearls, or a pair of pants
or a wig with curls, or Another Chance.
Everyone is just waiting.
NO!
That's not for you!
Somehow you'll escape
all that waiting and staying.
You'll find the bright places
where Boom Bands are playing.
With banner flip-flapping,
once more you'll ride high!
Ready for anything under the sky.
Ready because you're that kind of a guy![...]"
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