Monday, July 27, 2009
Neutogena Vs Aveeno Ceansers
There is one song there, no?
Lucky Day by The Boss Bruce Springsteen, I say.
I heard a few weeks ago and is now a subtle background that occasionally returns to the surface and brings out on a small voice, almost unconsciously, the melody or the first words of the text.
WHERE fortunes in the room falls
On a Day When the chance is all
In dark exile of fierce
I felt the grace of your smile.
There are some songs that begin in a special way, will be the first note, or phrases that are wide open in front of you and make you that void caldofreddo, malebene, strange in the heart.
've Waited at your side
've Carried the tears you've cried
We need to spread a little indulgence on certain days of severe fatigue that we really do to please.
Honey, you're my lucky day
Baby, you're my lucky day
Well I lost all the other bets I made
Honey, you're my lucky day
Sunday, July 12, 2009
Wording For Funeral Flowers
Lucky day Wake up, put your shoes on
Knight of eternal youth
followed, to the fifty
the law that was beating in his heart.
He left a fine morning of July
to win the beautiful, the true, the just.
Before him was the world with his giant
absurd and despicable
under him Rocinante
sad and heroic.
I know when you're caught by this passion and heart
has a respectable weight
there is nothing to be done, Don Quixote,
nothing to do
you must fight against the windmills.
You're right, Dulcinea is the
most beautiful woman in the world
certainly needed to scream in my face
some shopkeepers had
buttartisi
and clothe him and beat
invincible but you're the rider of the thirsty
you will continue to live like a flame in your
heavy shell of iron
and Dulcinea will be more beautiful every day.
Don Quixote - Nazim Hikmet
Knight of eternal youth
followed, to the fifty
the law that was beating in his heart.
He left a fine morning of July
to win the beautiful, the true, the just.
Before him was the world with his giant
absurd and despicable
under him Rocinante
sad and heroic.
I know when you're caught by this passion and heart
has a respectable weight
there is nothing to be done, Don Quixote,
nothing to do
you must fight against the windmills.
You're right, Dulcinea is the
most beautiful woman in the world
certainly needed to scream in my face
some shopkeepers had
buttartisi
and clothe him and beat
invincible but you're the rider of the thirsty
you will continue to live like a flame in your
heavy shell of iron
and Dulcinea will be more beautiful every day.
Don Quixote - Nazim Hikmet
Friday, July 3, 2009
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