terça-feira, 21 de setembro de 2010

confusion in her eyes that says it all

she's lost control
and she's clinging to the nearest passer by
she's lost control
she's lost control again
she's lost control
she's lost control again
she's lost control
i've lost control
she's lost control again
she's lost control
she's lost control again
she's lost control

i could live a little better with the myths and the lies
when the darkness broke in, i just broke down and cried
i could live a little in a wider line
when the change is gone, when the urge is gone
to lose control when here we come.

sexta-feira, 3 de setembro de 2010

this is not a love song

- Tua felicidade não tá no Rio de Janeiro.
- Por quê?
- Porque tua felicidade não tá em lugar nenhum.

quinta-feira, 2 de setembro de 2010

Je l'aime toujours quand vous parlez français

come-se pouco,
ama-se muito
e bebe-se mais.


(Pardonnez-moi de vous voler, vous manquez. Et je ne parle pas français.)