O Prometido é Devido - Rui Veloso

Naquele trilho secreto
Com palavras santo e senha
Eu fui língua e tu dialecto
Eu fui lume e tu foste lenha

Fomos guerras e alianças
Tratados de paz e péssangas
Fomos sardas pele e tranças
Popeline seda e ganga

Recordo aquele acordo
Bem claro e assumido
Eu trepava um eucalipto
E tu tiravas o vestido

Dessa vez tu não cumpriste
E faltaste ao prometido
Eu fiquei sentido e triste
Olha que isso não se faz

Disseste que se eu fosse audaz
Tu tiravas o vestido
O prometido é devido

Rompi eu as minhas calças
Esfolei mãos e joelhos
E tu reduziste o acordo
A um montão de cacos velhos

Eu que vinha de tão longe
(do outro lado da rua)
Fazia o que tu quisesses
Só para te poder ver nua

Quero já os almanaques
Do fantasma e do patinhas
Os falcões e os mandrakes
Tão cedo não terás novas minhas

> O Prometido é Devido - Rui Veloso

32.... Estou velho! Dassss!

NOTA: Não, não é o JFK... Aqui o Presidente sou EU, ok?!

> 32.... Estou velho! Dassss!

Sim sim... és és!

Poison - Alice Cooper

Your cruel device
your blood like ice
one look could kill
my pain, your thrill

I wanna love you, but I better not touch (don't touch)
I wanna hold you, but my senses tell me to stop
I wanna kiss you, but I want it too much (too much)
I wanna taste you but your lips are venomous poison.
You're poison running through my veins,
You're poison...
I don't wanna break these chains.

Your mouth so hot
your web, I'm caught
your skin, so wet
black lace, on sweat

I hear you calling and it's needles and pins (and pins)
I wanna hurt you just to hear you screaming my name
Don't wanna touch you, but you're under my skin (deep in)
I wanna kiss you but your lips are venomous poison.
You're poison running through my veins,
You're Poison...
I don't wanna break these chains.
Poison....

One look (one look)
could kill (could kill)
my pain, your thrill

I wanna love you, but I better not touch (don't touch)
I wanna hold you, but my senses tell me to stop
I wanna kiss you, but I want it too much (too much)
I wanna taste you but your lips are venomous poison.
You're poison running through my veins,
you're poison...
I don't wanna break these chains.
Poison...

I wanna love you, but I better not touch (don't touch)
I wanna hold you, but my senses tell me to stop
I wanna kiss you, but I want it too much (too much)
I wanna taste you but your lips are venomous poison.
I don't wanna break these chains
Poison... (poison)
Running deep inside my veins...
Running deep inside my veins...
Poison... (poison)
I don't wanna break these chains
Poison...

> Sim sim... és és!

Psssst! Tu... sim, tu ai!

Há dias que por muitas letras que escreva... nenhuma chega... para definir a tua falta!
Entendes isso...?

(Pfff... que lamechas! Ah... Que se foda!)

> Psssst! Tu... sim, tu ai!

Dave Mathews Band "#41"

Come and see
I swear by now I'm playing time against my troubles
I'm coming slow but speeding
Do you wish a dance and while
I'm in the front
The play on time is won
But the difficulty is coming here
I will go in this way
And find my own way out
I won't tell you to stay
But I'm coming to much more
Me
All at once the ghosts come back
Reeling in you now
What if they came down crushing
Remember when I used to play for
all of the loneliness that nobody
notices now
I'm begging slow I'm coming here
Only waiting I wanted to stay
I wanted to play,
I wanted to love you
I'm only this far
And only tomorrow leads my way
I'm coming waltzing back and
moving into your head
Please, I wouldn't pass this by
I wouldn't take any more than
What sort of man goes by
I will bring water
Why won't you ever be glad
It melts into wonder
I came in praying for you
Why won't you run
in the rain and play
Let the tears splash all over you

> Dave Mathews Band "#41"

Porque sou...

Porque sou como o chão que te ampara por entre os dedos das mãos... no nosso "momento" que nos acolhe...

Porque sou a chuva que te molha o corpo até á alma...

Porque sou o frio que te faz tremer de desejo em noites intensas...

Porque sou o calor que te envolve quando lá fora nada de abraça...

Porque sou a Penumbra que te esconde dos medos e te mostra a "força" da claridade em dias sombrios...

Eu continuo... A marcar o meu querer... incondicionalmente!

> Porque sou...

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