«O título do livro pensara nele enquanto olhava fixamente para a montra de uma pastelaria cheia de porquinhos de maçapão. Há já algum tempo que eu andava interessada na questão do canibalismo simbólico.Na altura, eram os bolos de casamento, encimados pelos seus noivos de açúcar, que muito em particular me fascinavam», Margaret Atwood
terça-feira, 10 de novembro de 2009
Sou toda ouvidos
There's a dream that I see, I pray it can be
Look cross the land, shake this land
A wish or a command
I dream that I see, don't kill it, it's free
You're just a man, you get what you can
We all do what we can
So we can do just one more thing
We can all be free
Maybe not in words
Maybe not with a look
But with your mind
Listen to me, don't walk that street
There's always an end to it
Come and be free, you know who I am
We're just living people
We won't have a thing
So we'd got nothing to lose
We can all be free
Maybe not with words
Maybe not with a look
But with your mind
You've got to choose a wish or command
At the turn of the tide, is withering thee
Remember one thing, the dream you can see
Pray to be, shake this land
We all do what we can
So we can do just one more thing
We won't have a thing
So we've got nothing to lose
We can all be free
Maybe not with words
Maybe not with a look
But with your mind
But with your mind
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2 comentários:
e que voz...
gostar sempre quando és toda ouvidos... ;)
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