Falsos Amigos

Apetece.

Apetece, e cada vez apetece mais.

Aparece de repente nas sombras de um prim, devagar como um fantasma.

Como as actitudes de quem julgamos amigos podem por em causa tanta coisa.

Destruir, e não se ficaram por elas proprias.

Ao mesmo tempo que se pensa, já Morrison tem um sim?

Ao mesmo tempo já não tenho forças para o fazer.

This is the end

Beautiful friend

This is the end

My only friend, the end

Of our elaborate plans, the end

Of everything that stands, the end

No safety or surprise, the end

I’ll never look into your eyes

Again

Can you picture what we’ll be,

So limitless and free?

Desperately in need

Of some stranger’s hand

In a desperate land

Lost in a Roman

Wilderness of pain

And all the children are insane

All the children are insane

Waiting for the summer rain, yeah

There’s danger on the edge of town

Ride the king’s highway

Weird scenes inside the goldmine

Ride the highway west, baby

Ride the snake

Ride the snake

To the lake

The ancient lake, baby

The snake he’s long

Seven miles

Ride the snake

He’s old

And his skin is cold

The west is the best

The west is the best

Get here, and we’ll do the rest

Da blue bus is calling us

The blue bus is calling us

Driver where you takin’ us?

The killer awoke before dawn

He put his boots on

He took a face from the ancient gallery and he

Walked on down the hall

And he went into the room where his sister lived

And… then he… paid a visit to his brother, and then he…

He walked on down the hall, yeah

And he came to a door

And he looked inside

Father?

“Yes son?”

I want to kill you…

Mother? I want to… fuck you all night yeah,

Come on, yeah

Come on baby, take a chance with us

Come on baby, take a chance with us

Come on baby, take a chance with us and

Meet me at the back of the blue bus

Doin’ a blue rock

On the blue bus

Doin’ a blue rock

Come on, yeah

Fuck, fuck yeah

Fuck, fuck, fuck fuck fuck yeah

Come on baby,

Fuck me baby, fuck yeah

Hey, fuck fuck

Fuck… yeah

Fuck me, yeah

Come on baby, fuck me baby

Fuck fuck, whoah, whoah yeah

Yeah, fuck yeah,

Come on, huh huh huh yeah,

All right…

Kill… kill… kill… kill… kill… kill… kill

This is the end

Beautiful friend

This is the end

My only friend, the end

It hurts to set you free

But you’ll never follow me

The end of laughter

And soft lies

The end of nights we tried to die

This is the end

This is the end

Beautiful friend

This is the end

My only friend, the end

Of our elaborate plans, the end

Of everything that stands, the end

No safety or surprise, the end

I’ll never look into your eyes

Again

Can you picture what we’ll be,

So limitless and free?

Desperately in need

Of some stranger’s hand

In a desperate land

Lost in a Roman

Wilderness of pain

And all the children are insane

All the children are insane

Waiting for the summer rain, yeah

There’s danger on the edge of town

Ride the king’s highway

Weird scenes inside the goldmine

Ride the highway west, baby

Ride the snake

Ride the snake

To the lake

The ancient lake, baby

The snake he’s long

Seven miles

Ride the snake

He’s old

And his skin is cold

The west is the best

The west is the best

Get here, and we’ll do the rest

Da blue bus is calling us

The blue bus is calling us

Driver where you takin’ us?

The killer awoke before dawn

He put his boots on

He took a face from the ancient gallery and he

Walked on down the hall

And he went into the room where his sister lived

And… then he… paid a visit to his brother, and then he…

He walked on down the hall, yeah

And he came to a door

And he looked inside

Father?

“Yes son?”

I want to kill you…

Mother? I want to… fuck you all night yeah,

Come on, yeah

Come on baby, take a chance with us

Come on baby, take a chance with us

Come on baby, take a chance with us and

Meet me at the back of the blue bus

Doin’ a blue rock

On the blue bus

Doin’ a blue rock

Come on, yeah

Fuck, fuck yeah

Fuck, fuck, fuck fuck fuck yeah

Come on baby,

Fuck me baby, fuck yeah

Hey, fuck fuck

Fuck… yeah

Fuck me, yeah

Come on baby, fuck me baby

Fuck fuck, whoah, whoah yeah

Yeah, fuck yeah,

Come on, huh huh huh yeah,

All right…

Kill… kill… kill… kill… kill… kill… kill

This is the end

Beautiful friend

This is the end

My only friend, the end

It hurts to set you free

But you’ll never follow me

The end of laughter

And soft lies

The end of nights we tried to die

This is the end

Homem do Leme

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O meu amor existe…

O Meu Amor Existe

O meu amor tem lábios de silêncio

E mãos de bailarina

E voa como o vento

E abraça-me onde a solidão termina

O meu amor tem trinta mil cavalos

A galopar no peito

E um sorriso só dela

Que nasce quando a seu lado eu me deito

O meu amor ensinou-me a chegar

Sedento de ternura

Sarou as minhas feridas

E pôs-me a salvo para além da loucura.

O meu amor ensinou-me a partir

Nalguma noite triste

Mas antes, ensinou-me

A não esquecer que o meu amor existe.

6 MESES DE SECOND LIFE

Hoje faço 6 meses de SL.

Esta é a minha primeira foto de sempre do SL.

Hoje é o primeiro dia do resto das minhas vidas.

Quando a Lua tocar o Sol

 

Já sabiam que temos o melhor Sol e a maior Lua do Second Life?

BALLROOM DANCE MOON

Bem vindos ao Ballroom Dance Moon a minha ultima insónia espero que se deixem envolver pela luz da lua e que a Deusa seja vossa conselheira.

O HOMEM BOMBA