As aventuras de Laurinha na Alemanha

Wilkommen! (deixa pra lá, vou fazer em brasileirês mesmo pra todo mundo entender...) Explicando: o próximo ano eu vou passar na Alemanha (com direito a outras terras também... uma vez em Roma...), e pra poupar minhas digitais, vou escrever (quase) tudo aqui, assim não escrevo 352 e-mails por dia. Mas não pensem que eu vou tornar tudo num fordismo, vão ter umas mensagens individuais também...

Comments: Quarta-feira, Setembro 13, 2006

Novo vício... pra ouvir num dia desanimado...

Corinne Bailey Rae - Put Your Records On

Three little birds, sat on my window.
And they told me I don't need to worry.
Summer came like cinnamon
So sweet,
Little girls double-dutch on the concrete.

Maybe sometimes, we got it wrong, but it's alright
And nothing seems to change, and it all will stay the
same.
Oh, don't you hesitate.

Girl, put your records on, tell me your favorite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.

You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.

Blue as the sky, sombre and lonely,
Sipping tea in the bar by the road side,
(just relax, just relax)
Don't you let those other boys fool you,
Gotta love that awful hairdo.

Maybe sometimes, we feel afraid, but it's alright
The more you stay the same, the more they seem to
change.
Don't you think it's strange?

Girl, put your records on, tell me your favorite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.

You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.

Just more than I could take, pity for pity's sake
Some nights kept me awake, I thought that I was
stronger
When you gonna realise, that you don't even have to
try any longer.
Do what you want to.

Girl, put your records on, tell me your favorite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.

Girl, put your records on, tell me your favorite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.

Oh, You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.

postado por: LAURA REDONDO DE CAMPOS 2:18 AM