segunda-feira, 31 de agosto de 2009

PAZ, EU QUERO PAZ!

"Eu quero paz
Quero dançar com outro par
pra variar, amor
Não dá mais pra fingir que ainda não vi
As cicatrizes que ela fez
Se desta vez
ela é senhora deste amor
Pois vá embora, por favor
Que não demora pra essa dor
sangrar."

(Nem que seja a base de antidepressivos)

domingo, 30 de agosto de 2009


You're gonna find out baby,
I'm one in a million.
Jai Ho

domingo, 16 de agosto de 2009

How could you be so heartless?



I never needed you to be strong

I never needed you for pointing out my wrongs

I never needed pain, I never needed strength

My love for you was strong enough you should have known


I never needed you for judgements

I never needed you to question what I spent

I never ask for help, I take care of myself,

I don't know why you think you've got a hold on me


And it's a little late for conversations

There isn't anything for you to say

And my eye's hurt, hand's shiver,

So look at me and listen to me, because


I don't want too, stay another minute

I don't want you, to say a single word

Hush, hush, hush, hush

There is no other way, I get the final say, because,

I don't want too, do this any longer

I don't want you, there's nothing left to say

Hush, hush, hush, hush

I've already spoken, our love is broken

Baby hush, hush

I never needed your corrections

On everything from how I act to what I say

I never needed words

I never needed hurts

I never needed you to be there everyday

I'm sorry for the way I let go

From everything I wanted when you came along

But I'm never beaten, broken not defeated

I know next to you is not where I belong

And it's a little late for explanations

There isn't anything that you can do

And my eye's hurt, hand's shiver,

So you will listen when I say

Baby

domingo, 2 de agosto de 2009

Olhos coloridos...

Os seus olhos coloridos
Me fazem refletir
Eu estou sempre na minha
E não posso mais fugir...

Seu cabelo enrolado
Todos querem imitar
Eles estão baratinado
Também querem enrolar...

Você ri da minha roupa
Você ri do meu cabelo
Você ri da minha pele
Você ri do meu sorriso...

A verdade é que você
(Todo brasileiro tem!)
Tem sangue crioulo
Tem cabelo duro
Sarará crioulo