quinta-feira, setembro 23, 2010

Obrigada por não desistires de mim...

quarta-feira, setembro 22, 2010

Oh, I Love You, I Still Care.
All My Affection's There.
I Will Walk With You To The End Of The Passage,
My Little Koala Type Bear,
Little Koala Type Bear.

I Can See You Sitting There
With Your Silent Smile.
I Won't Talk To You For A Couple Of Minutes,
My Little Koala Type Bear,
Little Koala Type Bear.

Tell Me What It's Like
Looking Out Of Eyes,
Like The Likes Of Yours.
Do You Find It So Surprising
That The Likes Of Me
Likes The Likes Of You?

I Still Love You, Yes, I Do.
All My Time On Earth.
Will Belong To You Till The End Of The Passage,
My Little Koala Type Bear
Little Koala Type Bear

Oh I Love You
I Still Care
All My Affection's There
I Will Walk With You Till The End Of The Passage
My Little Koala (Koala) Type Bear, (Koala)
Little Koala (Koala) Type Bear.

Oh, I Love You, I Still Care.
All My Affection's There.
I Will Walk With You To The End Of The Passage,
My Little Koala (Koala) Type Bear, (Koala)
Little Koala (Koala) Type Bear.

Ode to a Koala Bear - Paul McCartney

sexta-feira, setembro 17, 2010

Death is here and death is there,
Death is busy everywhere,
All around, within, beneath,
Above is death - and we are death.

Death has set his mark and seal
On all we are and all we feel
On all we know and all we fear,
...

First our pleasures die - and then
Our hopes, and then our fears - and when
These are dead, the debt is due,
Dust claims dust - and we die too.

All things that we love and cherish,
Like ourselves must fade and perish;
Such is our rude mortal lot -
Love itself would, did they not.

Death - Percy Bysshe Shelley

quinta-feira, setembro 16, 2010

O tempo é muito lento para os que esperam,
Muito rápido para os que têm medo,
Muito longo para os que lamentam,
Muito curto para os que festejam.
Mas, para os que amam, o tempo é eternidade...

William Shakespeare

quarta-feira, setembro 15, 2010

"I love Thornfield: I love it, because I have lived in it a full and delightful life,- momentarily at least. I have not been trampled on. I have not been petrified. I have not been buried with inferior minds, and excluded from every glimpse of communion with what is bright and energetic and high. I have talked, face to face, with what I reverence, with what I delight in,- with an original, a vigorous, an expanded mind. I have known you, Mr. Rochester; and it strikes me with terror and anguish to feel I absolutely must be torn from you for ever. I see the necessity of departure; and it is like looking on the necessity of death. (...) Do you think I can stay to become nothing to you? Do you think I am an automaton? - A machine without feelings? And can bear to have my morsel of bread snatched from my lips, and my drop of living water dashed from my cup? Do you think, because I am poor, obscure, plain, and little, I am soulless and heartless? You think wrong! - I have as much soul as you, and full as much heart! And if God had gifted me with some beauty and much wealth, I should have made it as hard for you to leave me, as it is now for me to leave you. I am not talking to you now through the medium of custom, conventionalities, nor even of mortal flesh; It is my spirit that addresses your spirit; just as if both had passed through the grave, and we stood at God's feet, equal, - As we are."

Jane Eyre - Charlotte Bronte

sexta-feira, setembro 10, 2010

Signori Enrichetta obrigada pela conversa!

Em dez minutos disse tudo o que precisava ouvir...

quinta-feira, setembro 09, 2010

Algo quebrou dentro de mim!
"I've crossed oceans of time to find you"

Bram Stocker's Dracula

sábado, setembro 04, 2010

Picture me upon your knee,
Just tea for two and two for tea,
Just you for me and me for you, alone!
Nobody near us,
to see us or hear us,
No friends or relations
on weekend vacations
We won't have it known, dear,
That we own a telephone.

Day will break and you'll awake
and I will bake
sugar cake for you to take
for all the boys to see.
We will raise a family,
a girl for you, a boy for me,
Oh, can't you see how happy we would be

Tea for two - Lisa Ekdahl

sexta-feira, setembro 03, 2010

There was a boy,
a very small enchated boy.
They say he wandered very far, very far,
over land and sea.
A little shy and sad of eye,
but very wise was he.

And then one day.
One magic day he came my way.
And as we spoke of many things,
fools and kings,
this he said to me.
The greatest thing you'll ever learn
is just to love and be loved in return

Nature boy - Lisa Ekdahl