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:: quinta-feira, agosto 28, 2003 ::
Devo ter esquecido o cérebro na minha casa antiga, então vou ficar transcrevendo umas coisas que o Calligaris escreveu, tipo essa : Acabei de pedir um guaraná e poderia envenenar o sabor da bebida pensando na coaca que eu não pedi.
Não vou dizer mais nada.
:: Alexandre Sigolo 4:58 PM [+] ::
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As pessoas andam tão preocupadas em preservar suas liberdades individuais que acabam por preservar sua solidão...
Contardo Calligaris.
Não vou dizer mais nada. De verdade
:: Alexandre Sigolo 4:53 PM [+] ::
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:: segunda-feira, agosto 25, 2003 ::
I smoke myself into a haze in the afternoon
enveloped heart and the air is cool
put on your dress, white goddess
and settle in as the weather folds
in the slow haze of the afternoon
swaying hips made like a gun
blackest sails
the most beautiful star in the world
in the air
on my tongue
before my eyes
beyond the stars
beneath the sun
so take me in your arms again
lead me in my dreams again
so what is it worth, i'll sell my soul
what is it worth, only you know
you were conceived in my heart, came
like a dream
to save me from my mortality
put on your dress white goddess
and settle in as the weather folds
our lives will be entwined even when i die
you'll see me through 'till the end of time
no earthly bride
the most beautiful star in the world
in the air
on my tongue
before my eyes
beyond the stars
beneath the sun
take me in your arms again
lead me in my dreams again
so what is it worth, i'll sell my soul
what is it worth, i'll sell my soul
what is it worth, i'll sell my soul
what is it worth.
a life less ordinary - Ash
Para Sally, com amor.
:: Alexandre Sigolo 4:26 PM [+] ::
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our bed we live our bed we sleep making love
and I become you flesh is warm with naked feet
stabbing thorns and you become me
oh I'd beg for you oh you know
I'd beg for you pick a song and sing a yellow nectarine
take a bath I'll drink the water that you leave
if you should die before me ask if you could bring a friend
pick a flower hold your breath and drift away
she holds my hand we share a laugh sipping orange blossom breezes
love is still and sweat remains a cherished gift unselfish feeling
oh I'd beg for you oh you know
I'd beg for you she tells me things
I listen well drink the wine save the water skin is smooth I steal a glance dragonflies are gliding over
oh I'd beg for you oh you know
I'd beg for you
still remains - stp
:: Alexandre Sigolo 3:48 PM [+] ::
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