Thursday, July 11, 2013

music almost poetry

Won't you walk me through the Tiergarten?
Won't you walk me through it all, darling?
Doesn't matter if it is raining
Won't you walk me through it all?

Even if the sun, it is blazing
Even if the snow, it is raging
All the elements, we must conquer
To get to the other side of town

I have suffered shipwreck against your dark brown eyes
I have run aground against your broken down smiles
Believe me when I tell you I have no place to go
But to go where the wild flowers grow and the stone gardens bloom.

Won't you walk me through the Tiergarten?
Won't you walk me through it all, darling?
Doesn't matter if it is raining,
We'll get to the other side of town.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JQFpm_H0KAQ

Tuesday, July 02, 2013

Este País

é uma merda.

Não percebo como é que alguém pode ter orgulho em ser Português.

Vai para lá um vegetal que nem espinha dorsal ( redundância...) tem.
No dia seguinte a tomar posse ou tenho as malas prontas ou começo a faze-las.

Em bom Portugês: puta que vos pariu a todos.