festeja hoje setenta risonhíssimas translações solares o menino neil
percival young, canadiano tranquilo, um dos meus heróis da música pela sua
coerência e independência e uma das grandes e boas memórias da minha adolescência. muitos
muitos parabéns neil.
Think I'll pack it in
and buy a pick-up
Take it down to L.A.
Find a place to call my own
and try to fix up.
Start a brand new day.
The woman I'm thinking of,
she loved me all up
But I'm so down today
She's so fine, she's in my mind.
I hear her callin'.
See the lonely boy,
out on the weekend
Trying to make it pay.
Can't relate to joy,
he tries to speak and
Can't begin to say.
She got pictures on the wall,
they make me look up
From her big brass bed.
Now I'm running down the road
trying to stay up
Somewhere in her head.
The woman I'm thinking of,
she loved me all up
But I'm so down today
She's so fine she's in my mind.
I hear her callin'.
See the lonely boy,
out on the weekend
Trying to make it pay.
Can't relate to joy,
he tries to speak and
Can't begin to say.
Can't begin to say.
Agora percebo por que comecei o dia com o "Heart of gold". :)
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ResponderEliminarBoa noite, José Luís. :)
boa noite, maria ;)
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ResponderEliminarA quantidade de vezes que eu ouvi isto :-)))))))))))))
não ouviste mais do que eu ;)
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