Take 5934

5934ª tentativa de re-activar este perpétuo desarrumo que é o blog da Tia Cremilde. Não há promessas de permanência, mas há, contudo, uma grande vontade de deixar aqui parte da bagunça que se instalou neste pequeno cérebro "alzheimerítico" a long long time ago.

Happy New Year

12 passas... 1 desejo!

Um bom... bom não, um óptimo... fantástico... magnífico... sorridente... soberbo... sublime... apaixonante... e terrivelmente feliz 2008!

P.s.: Preta ou vermelha? ... VERMELHA... porque é a cor da paixão...
Azul é a cor da cueca de toda a gente!... ;)

...a...

Je suis avec les copes...

.. relax... take it eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeasy!
For there is nothing that we can do.
Relax, take it eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeasy...
Blame it on me or blame it on you.

It’s as if I’m scared.
It’s as if I’m terrified.
It’s as if I scared.
It’s as if I’m playing with fire.
Scared.

... nem mais...

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa....

E puf... desapareci e fui parar a outra dimensão... relax...
Espírito... tu livra-te... o diabo leva-te!!!!

Wispered wish

Daqui a pouco mais de 12 horas estou de regresso ao meu porto de abrigo!... Nestas férias vou sorrir muito... muito mesmo... nem que seja à base do teatral!

I'm staring out into the night,
Trying to hide the pain.
I'm going to the place where love
And feeling good don't ever cost a thing.
And the pain you feel's a different kind of pain.

I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old
So I'm going home.
Well I'm going home.

The miles are getting longer, it seems,
The closer I get to you.
I've not always been the best man or friend for you.
But your love, remains true.
And I don't know why.
You always seem to give me another try.

So I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old.

Be careful what you wish for,
'Cause you just might get it all.
You just might get it all,
And then some you don't want.
Be careful what you wish for,
'Cause you just might get it all.
You just might get it all, yeah.
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And yet ... queria estar noutro fuso horário...