Coisas que nos acontecem, maneiras de pensar que seguem em frente, acordares simplesmente perfeitos e, sem sombra de dúvida, dias com pessoas que já me moíam com saudade!
E ser livre para estar onde quero, onde me apetece; ser livre para escolher o que gosto, o que sinto; gostar de nada e de tudo ao mesmo tempo e ninguém ter nada a ver com isso.
Visões completamente egoístas de uma realidade só minha, admito, mas confesso: construo.me nesta desconstrução toda e não preciso - nem um pouco - de me mentalizar que sou feliz, porque o sou!
E acabam.se os dias com memórias, sorrisos incríveis, algumas confusões de última hora, como sempre foi costume entre aquelas pessoas que me roíam de saudade. Mais por favor!
São praias lindas, jogos que o tempo já tinha levado da minha pequena e débil memória, mas que bem que sabe recordar, estar, viver, seguir, andar, parar, rockar, participar numa natureza impura.
E eu que só tinha 8eur.
rootTorreira: many thanks babe!
xD
"
Walking forever is a long long time,
Destiny is just the same old line,
The war has come and we have let it come,
The war for the blood of the chosen one,
All you see is illusion,
And all you feel is mute confusion,
The war is never over,
No-one ever sees the black machine,
You'll never fill my shoes,
Out on the killing floor the eagle screams,
Bad man luck and bad man dreams.
No you cannot kill the time,
You will not have to choose,
And then you'll have to pay your dues,
You don't care about the pain,
You will survive the day,
And speak the thousand names of God.
Outside the law is such a lonely place,
Running and hiding trying to change your face,
The war is come and we don't understand,
The war for the world and the future man,
All of your days are dying,
All of the doomsday birds are flying,
The war is never over,
Nobody ever wants to hear the truth,
To much like talking blame,
The way we are we are the living proof,
Bad news boogie and sunk in shame.
No you cannot kill the time,
You will not have to choose,
And then you'll have to pay your dues,
You don't care about the pain,
You will survive the day,
And speak the thousand names of God.
Under the world is only dead and cold,
And you still think that you can save your soul,
The war is come and we have washed our hands,
Bathed in the blood of the fighting man,
All of your hearts are broken,
And all the magic words are spoken,
The war is never over,
You'll never walk out of this poison ground,
You'll never be the one,
Your head will never get to wear the crown,
No luck left when hope is gone.
No you cannot kill the time,
You will not have to choose,
And then you'll have to pay your dues,
You don't care about the pain,
You will survive the day,
And speak the thousand names of God." by Motorhead
xD
E ouviu.se "The Thousand Names of God" em repeat quando se estava na estação, no carro, na praia, no rio, no restaurante, na praia, no carro, no ferry, na estrada, na estação, no caminho, em casa, na igreja, no jardim, na rua, nos parques, enfim
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xD
"
Walking forever is a long long time,
Destiny is just the same old line,
The war has come and we have let it come,
The war for the blood of the chosen one,
All you see is illusion,
And all you feel is mute confusion,
The war is never over,
No-one ever sees the black machine,
You'll never fill my shoes,
Out on the killing floor the eagle screams,
Bad man luck and bad man dreams.
No you cannot kill the time,
You will not have to choose,
And then you'll have to pay your dues,
You don't care about the pain,
You will survive the day,
And speak the thousand names of God.
Outside the law is such a lonely place,
Running and hiding trying to change your face,
The war is come and we don't understand,
The war for the world and the future man,
All of your days are dying,
All of the doomsday birds are flying,
The war is never over,
Nobody ever wants to hear the truth,
To much like talking blame,
The way we are we are the living proof,
Bad news boogie and sunk in shame.
No you cannot kill the time,
You will not have to choose,
And then you'll have to pay your dues,
You don't care about the pain,
You will survive the day,
And speak the thousand names of God.
Under the world is only dead and cold,
And you still think that you can save your soul,
The war is come and we have washed our hands,
Bathed in the blood of the fighting man,
All of your hearts are broken,
And all the magic words are spoken,
The war is never over,
You'll never walk out of this poison ground,
You'll never be the one,
Your head will never get to wear the crown,
No luck left when hope is gone.
No you cannot kill the time,
You will not have to choose,
And then you'll have to pay your dues,
You don't care about the pain,
You will survive the day,
And speak the thousand names of God." by Motorhead
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