sábado, 30 de abril de 2011


Taí uma bandinha boa

"How can you say that your truth is better than ours?
Shoulder to shoulder, now brother, we carry no arms
The blind man sleeps in the doorway, his home
If only I had an enemy bigger than my apathy I could have won

But I gave you all..."

in.: I gave you all

3 comentários:

Anônimo disse...

no tempo dos dragões e da delicadeza sussurraríamos a nós mesmos:
"Sempre sobra algo de ridículo das paixões quando o amor acaba".
hoje: Ridículo!.. Foda-se!


Anônimo disse...

I refer to the day before yesterday
about your letter to adriana.
love and friendship do not mix.
i'm a anta.

treta disse...

love is universal

it mixes with everything, including hate