We have a dance!
In the brothels of Buenos Aries
Tells the story
Of a prostitute.
And a man... who falls in love...
With her.

First there is desire
Then... passion!
Then... suspicion!
Jealousy! Anger! Betrayal!
Where love is for the highest bidder,
There can be no trust!
Without trust,
There is no love!
Jealousy.
Yes, jealousy...
Will drive you... mad!

I want you to want me

" I hate the way you talk to me.
And the way you cut your hair.
I hate the way you drive my car.
I hate it when you stare.

I hate your big dumb combat boots.
And the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick -
- it even makes me rhyme.

I hate the way you're always right.
I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh -
- even worse when you make me cry.

I hate it that you're not around.
And the fact that you didn't call.

But mostly, I hate the way I don't hate you -
- not even close, not even a little bit, not any at all. "

Injustiça - apenas mais uma oportunidade para mostrares o que vales

Acho, sinceramente, que lidar com a injustiça é a maior qualidade humana. Vejamos que é nessas alturas que temos de aliar a inteligência com a paciência. Difícil, sim... Impossível, nunca! Pode demorar... pode até parecer que quando chegar vem tarde demais... mas promete-me que não vais desistir. E eu prometo-te que te ajudo. E que cá estarei sempre que for preciso (e mesmo quando não for...) e no final festejarei contigo mais uma vitória! Força... Vamos!

Encontrei a forma melhor de explicar o que sinto!!! Assim sempre não parto nadinha ...

Sooner or later in life, the things you love you loose

Gosto tanto desta música, da voz... e do que ela diz, que para alem de a deixar para ver e ouvir, ate a letra vou deixar!!!     Sooner or later in life, the things you love you loose, But you got the love I need to see me through!!!!


Sometimes I feel like throwing my hands up in the air
I know I can count on you
Sometimes I feel like saying "Lord I just don't care"
But you've got the love I need To see me through

Sometimes it seems that the going is just too rough
And things go wrong no matter what I do
Now and then it seems that life is just too much
But you've got the love I need to see me through

When food is gone you are my daily meal
When friends are gone I know my savior's love is real
Your love is real

You got the love
You got the love
You got the love
You got the love
You got the love
You got the love

Time after time I think "Oh Lord what's the use?"
Time after time I think it's just no good
Sooner or later in life, the things you love you loose
But you got the love I need to see me through

You got the love
You got the love
You got the love
You got the love
You got the love
You got the love

Sometimes I feel like throwing my hands up in the air
I know I can count on you
Sometimes I feel like saying "Lord I just don't care"
But you've got the love I need to see me through

You got the love
You got the love
You got the love
You got the love
You got the love
You got the love

Blá blá blá, justiça... blá blá blá,culpados... blá blá blá, vitimas...
Medo!!!
Afinal comemos a historia que nos contam e a verdade anda por ai...
Medo!!!
Afinal será seguro viver por aqui? não podem juntar se um ao outro e fazerem como nas novelas da TVI??
Muito Medo!!