AUTHOR: Bia Lombardi
DATE: 4/21/2005 02:52:00 am
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E por isso que gosto tanto dessa guria. Do nosso jeito estranho a gente se entende e passa pelas mesmas coisas.Pelo menos eu nao tenho a sensacao de que enlouqueco sozinha...
I've told myself so many times before
But this time I think I mean it for sure
We have reached a full stop
Nothing's going to save us from the big drop
Reached our natural conclusion
Outlived the illusion
I hate being in these situations
That call for diplomatic relations
If I only knew the answer
Or I thought we had a chance
Or I could stop this
I would stop this thing
From spreading like a cancer
What can I say
I don't want to play anymore
What can I say
I'm heading for the door
I can't stand this emotional violence
Leave in silence
Leave in silence
We've been running around in circles all year
Doing this and that and getting nowhere
This will be the last time
I think I said that last time -ai que fodaaaaaa isso!
If I only had a potion
Some magical lotion
That could stop this
I would set the wheels in motion
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About Me

- Name: Bia Lombardi
- Location: Sao Paulo, SP, Brazil
'Have you got any soul?', a woman asks the next afternoon. That depends, I feel like saying; some days yes, some days no. A few days ago I was right out; now I've got loads, too much, more than I can handle. I wish I could spread it a bit more evenly, I want to tell her, get a better balance, but I can't seem to get it sorted. I can see she wouldn't be interested in my internal stock control problems though, so I simply point to where I keep the soul I have, right by the exit, just next to the blues.' - Nick Hornby, High fidelity