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Sunday, November 28, 2004
Sandra
"Azul, porque azul é cor, e cor é feminina"
Sandra
(Gilberto Gil)
Maria Aparecida, porque apareceu na vida
Maria Sebastiana, porque Deus fez tão bonita
Maria de Lourdes
Porque me pediu uma canção pra ela
Carmencita, porque ela sussurou: "Seja bem-vindo"
(No meu ouvido)
Na primeira noite quando nós chegamos no hospício
E Lair, Lair
Porque quis me ver e foi lá no hospício
Salete fez chafé, que é um chá de café que eu gosto
E naquela semana tomar chafé foi um vício
Andréia na estréia
No segundo dia, meus laços de fita
Cíntia, porque, embora choque, rosa é cor bonita
E Ana, porque parece uma cigana da ilha
Dulcina, porque
É santa, é uma santa e me beijou na boca
Azul, porque azul é cor, e cor é feminina
Eu sou tão inseguro porque o muro é muito alto
E pra dar o salto
Me amarro na torre no alto da montanha
Amarradão na torre dá pra ir pro mundo inteiro
E onde quer que eu vá no mundo, vejo a minha torre
É só balançar
Que a corda me leva de volta pra ela:
Oh, Sandra
Thursday, November 25, 2004
Por todas as danças e seus convites.
Let's Face the Music and Dance
{Words & Music by Irving Berlin}
There may be trouble ahead,
But while there's moonlight and music,
And love and romance,
Let's face the music and dance.
Before the fiddlers have fled,
Before they ask us to pay the bill,
And while we still have the chance,
Let's face the mu - sic and dance.
Soon, we'll be without the moon,
Humming a different tune, and then,
There may be teardrops to shed,
So while there's moonlight and music,
And love and romance,
Let's face the music and dance.
Monday, November 22, 2004
Difícil engolir?
Monday, November 08, 2004
Do diário de bordo: falha de comunicação.
Sunday, November 07, 2004
Rabisco para Mrs. Robinson
What's that you say, Mrs. Robinson
Joltin' Joe has left and gone away
Mrs. Robinson
(Simon & Garfunkel)
And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo, wo, wo)
God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray
(Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)
We'd like to know a little bit about you for our files
We'd like to help you learn to help yourself
Look around you, all you see are sympathetic eyes
Stroll around the grounds until you feel at home
And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo, wo, wo)
God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray
(Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)
Hide it in a hiding place where no one ever goes
Put it in your pantry with your cupcakes
It's a little secret, just the Robinsons' affair
Most of all, you've got to hide it from the kids
Coo, coo, ca-choo, Mrs Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo, wo, wo)
God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray
(Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)
Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon
Going to the candidates debate
Laugh about it, shout about it
When you've got to choose
Ev'ry way you look at it, you lose
Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio
A nation turns its lonely eyes to you (Woo, woo, woo)
What's that you say, Mrs. Robinson
Joltin' Joe has left and gone away
(Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)
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