Ai que prazer Não cumprir um dever. Ter um [post] para [escrever] E não o fazer!*
Neste mês de ausência no Mar da Formiga dei-me ao prazer de não cumprir com algumas "burocracias". Desliguei da tomada! Fundamental para cada vez mais concordar que o mais alto grau do Amor é a Amizade.
Deixo-vos com o projecto de uma canção Pop/Hard-Rock:
The Reunion Song
Where have you been
How many years
Have fade away
Where have you been
How many words
Were left to say
What did you see
What have you found
On the other side
What were your fears
Who shared your dreams
And your troubles
Why had the Sun
To forget the sky
Where was the moon
They’ve come to shine
Here're my friends
No wind will blow this rose away
No storm will lead this boat to stray
Deep in our hearts this chain won't break
We all have our own road to take
This is the song
The reunion song
This is the song
For my friends
Neste mês de ausência no Mar da Formiga dei-me ao prazer de não cumprir com algumas "burocracias". Desliguei da tomada! Fundamental para cada vez mais concordar que o mais alto grau do Amor é a Amizade.
Deixo-vos com o projecto de uma canção Pop/Hard-Rock:
The Reunion Song
Where have you been
How many years
Have fade away
Where have you been
How many words
Were left to say
What did you see
What have you found
On the other side
What were your fears
Who shared your dreams
And your troubles
Why had the Sun
To forget the sky
Where was the moon
They’ve come to shine
Here're my friends
No wind will blow this rose away
No storm will lead this boat to stray
Deep in our hearts this chain won't break
We all have our own road to take
This is the song
The reunion song
This is the song
For my friends
1 comentário:
Tantas palavras que a distância faz ficarem presas no coração... é bom os reencontros
Abraço
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