Verdade Chinesa pra Mine
"Era só isso que eu queria da vida,
uma cerveja uma ilusao atrevida"
umas festas pra mostrar o que tenho
tudo perfeito como num desenho.
"que me dissesse uma verdade chinesa
com um intencao de um beijo doce na boca", E
nao se preocupem com a despesa!
estamos no supérfluo, no que se vê.
"A tarde cai, noite levanta a magia
quem sabe a gente vai se ver outro dia
quem sabe o sonho vai ficar na promessa,
quem sabe a vida até pague essa promessa"
Agora a cabeca nao importa, é sentimento!
O cabelo pode baguncar: esquece o vento!
entao Ela aparece: se divertindo, rindo, à toa.
está tudo bem, tudo certo, e a vida é boa!
"Muita coisa a gente faz
seguindo o caminho q o mundo tracou,
seguindo a cartilha que alguem ensinou
seguindo a receita da vida normal."
acordar, tomar banho, se arrumar.
ficar bonita e cheirosa pro Marido gostar.
limpar, arrumar e ter comida pra Ele voltar.
e mostrar que se importa é brigar.
"Mas o que é a vida afinal?
será que é fazer o que o Mestre mandou?
É comer o pao que o Diaboa amassou?
perdendo da vida o que tem de melhor?"
Claro! o que é melhor do que o Homem feliz?
e Ele também nao me deixa na mao!
Ele está vendo, reconhece o que fiz!
Eu sou o "luxo", Ele, o meu chao!
Entao as coisas mudaram, me acalmei.
nao mais tao má, tao revoltada.
me recolhi, ri, recontei e relembrei.
vivi pra Ele e por Ele sem querer mais nada.
Estava velha: o que que posso dar pro mundo?
o que quero nao conta mais!
agradeco que Ele nao chega mais imundo!
mas, com a sujeira, foi-se também a Paz.
"Chega, se acomoda, à vontade!
tá em casa: toma um copo,
dá um tempo que a tristeza
vai passar!"
Como a tristeza Dele me pesava!
nao saber como lhe ajudar!
cocar as costas e os cabelos me custava!
coisas que nunca ia lhe negar!
Aí, Ele se foi, e eu fiquei perdida na dor
O que fazer? O que Ele ia querer?
nao tenho talento pra mediador
estou sozinha, o que vou fazer?!
"Deixa pra amanha, tem muito tempo!
O que vale é o sentimento
e o Amor que a gente tem no coracao!"
sozinha, chorei e quase fiz uma oracao:
Você disse que nao ia me deixar, entao vem me pegar!
Confio nos que ficam e meu Carma foi pago! Entao,
o que deixo, o que fica, é o riso, a ironia, a História pra contar!
tá tudo bem, tô ótima, é o que digo sob observacao.
Mine, você era mais importante do que pensava,
era mais inesquecível do que aceitava.
e o que resta somos nós tentado aceitar
que a Vida tenha mais para contar...
Monday, April 21, 2014
Tuesday, October 29, 2013
It's finally the End
When the heart is broke,
when the air seems rare,
when Truth goes up in smoke,
who's to say what's fair?
to know someone who's dear
refused to understand or hear
the help cry, the desparation,
the fear of allienation.
oh, so, goodbye, important one!
we'll make dues and manage.
though I feel it'd be better to run,
coz for this there's no bandage.
My heart and pride have been cut,
stomped, thrown in the trash.
got one up my sleeve but
we'll leave it for the splash.
I feel mean, angry, not myself.
Want revenge, your pain to grow.
gonna wait and put it on a shelf
to let the better energie flow.
If you only understood the pain and hurt.
too bad you only see your own side
I could bring up so much dirt,
but that would also hurt my pride.
I'm sorry it's come to this.
I'm sorry it's finally the End.
I'm not one to diss
so I'm trying to comprehend.
Wish you Luck, a more open mind.
see sometime how good I've been.
and when you're ready to look and find:
well, you've thrown it in the bin.
Tchau, I say, it's been fun!
It's been special and different:
has left others wondering numb!
but now it's just an ailment.
What's important will last,
what's old, left behind.
cherish our past,
calm the mind.
I'm sorry to see you go from my Life and so I say:
your choice: our future is dark gray.
Thursday, June 27, 2013
No compromise!
what a burden it is to expect
anything, even love or respect
I had said I wouldn't compromise
sticking to it would be wise.
but it's hard not to wish
acting all so standoffish
me, this way? hard to conceive
since I wear my heart on my sleeve.
I don't wanna a pro/con list!
taking the bad coz I can't resist!
Coz we all will end up traumatized...
I wanna be idolized!
There: I said it and it's true!
who doesn't want it is a fool!
I want it all and then some more!
Someone who loves me and I adore!
So, goodbye, idecisive one.
hurts to end what has just begun...
but you should see what you have in me
and want to keep me badly!
You're great, but you're scared and so
my patience has run out and I'll let you go.
If you're mine, you'll come back to me
and we'll make this life ecstasy!
I'm really sorry the time is not right, and you gotta see
that I must do what's right for my sanity!
Friday, June 14, 2013
The Lesson
I understand why I can't sleep
here came the epiphany
a Truth important to keep
and it came in melody.
it's about having my heart stolen
with no plans, no safety net.
give Life to something that's been frozen
and being "all in" on the bet.
it's about finding out if the wall
has come down if only for a peek.
facing the abysm and the fall
being strong instead of weak.
That's the lesson to be learned:
opening up is good and fun!
Not so fun being burned
not knowing which way this'll turn.
But that's the point I'm making:
Be open to Love which also brings pain!
All is better than just faking!
Let all weathers in, also the rain!
So that's the lesson I'm being taught:
be vulnerable, insecure, but know this:
It's all really in your thoughts
and it's worth waiting for that kind of kiss...
Saturday, March 23, 2013
The Deal
The Deal
Hades is in a vengeful state
Demeter broke their deal before
she dared not honour their date
and bring him the girl they adore.
So now is revenge time!
He's keeping her in his reign
whose door no one can find
the cold and rain show Demeter's pain.
Go, Zeus, go and intervene!
The new flowers can't bloom, and we need the sun!
Our energie and Light are about to wean!
Make Demeter happy so we can have some Spring fun!
The deal was struck and will never be broken.
An important deal, a life-securing token.
But Gods are unstable and prone to mean deeds...
What am I saying??? "Don't bite the hands that feed"...
Sorry, don't punish me, I didn't mean it!
You are forgiving, too, I've seen it!
Penelope should return so Spring can begin
That'd be fair so everybody can win.
Just hope Demeter doesn't do the same
and Summer won't be too long to continue their game...
Hades is in a vengeful state
Demeter broke their deal before
she dared not honour their date
and bring him the girl they adore.
So now is revenge time!
He's keeping her in his reign
whose door no one can find
the cold and rain show Demeter's pain.
Go, Zeus, go and intervene!
The new flowers can't bloom, and we need the sun!
Our energie and Light are about to wean!
Make Demeter happy so we can have some Spring fun!
The deal was struck and will never be broken.
An important deal, a life-securing token.
But Gods are unstable and prone to mean deeds...
What am I saying??? "Don't bite the hands that feed"...
Sorry, don't punish me, I didn't mean it!
You are forgiving, too, I've seen it!
Penelope should return so Spring can begin
That'd be fair so everybody can win.
Just hope Demeter doesn't do the same
and Summer won't be too long to continue their game...
Monday, September 3, 2012
Pro meu Vovô
Quem é que vai comprar um peixinho pra comer a cabeça?
Quem vai encher a dispensa de guloseimas que dissemos gostar?
Quem vai jogar as mãos para o ar quando quer que se aborreça?
Quem vai mostrar as costas com cravos pra gente cutucar?
E as vezes que nos levou à praia?
E quando reclamava da nossa saia?
E no telefone que só sabia resmungar?
E os insetos que via e saía a achatar?
Lembrancas:
as festas em Itaipava,
a campanha pra ganhar mesada,
as novelas que gostava,
os flagras em nós depois da noitada,
o jardim de que cuidava,
o Fiat velho que dirigia,
os passeios pela praia que dava,
os dentes tortinhos quando sorria.
Isso é o que fica: as memórias.
Todos os momentos e todas as estórias.
O amor que nos deu e o seu jeitão.
Seu modo peculiar de mostrar afeição.
Fica com Deus, vovôzinho, e vá para a Luz!
Você deixou sua marca como ninguém.
O adeus é um momento difícil que a vida produz
mas a vida continua e ficaremos bem!
Quem vai encher a dispensa de guloseimas que dissemos gostar?
Quem vai jogar as mãos para o ar quando quer que se aborreça?
Quem vai mostrar as costas com cravos pra gente cutucar?
E as vezes que nos levou à praia?
E quando reclamava da nossa saia?
E no telefone que só sabia resmungar?
E os insetos que via e saía a achatar?
Lembrancas:
as festas em Itaipava,
a campanha pra ganhar mesada,
as novelas que gostava,
os flagras em nós depois da noitada,
o jardim de que cuidava,
o Fiat velho que dirigia,
os passeios pela praia que dava,
os dentes tortinhos quando sorria.
Isso é o que fica: as memórias.
Todos os momentos e todas as estórias.
O amor que nos deu e o seu jeitão.
Seu modo peculiar de mostrar afeição.
Fica com Deus, vovôzinho, e vá para a Luz!
Você deixou sua marca como ninguém.
O adeus é um momento difícil que a vida produz
mas a vida continua e ficaremos bem!
Monday, May 14, 2012
Sunday, May 6, 2012
A Magick Night
A Magick Night
A magic night!
a magick night!
who would've thought this freedom could occur?
between sighs, laughter and purr
the intimacy needed to let go and feel light
whatever mistake or schame put to right.
the moon was full, Beltane was here
and we transcended the atmosphere.
there was a fire, not to be sprung
and a song not need to be sung.
the fire that burnt us up didn't hurt.
and it burned till the final spurt.
now that's spoiled me for the rest
leaving me with memory and zest...
what magick this moon has brought!
I'm happy, I'm as full as I ought!
A magic night!
a magick night!
who would've thought this freedom could occur?
between sighs, laughter and purr
the intimacy needed to let go and feel light
whatever mistake or schame put to right.
the moon was full, Beltane was here
and we transcended the atmosphere.
there was a fire, not to be sprung
and a song not need to be sung.
the fire that burnt us up didn't hurt.
and it burned till the final spurt.
now that's spoiled me for the rest
leaving me with memory and zest...
what magick this moon has brought!
I'm happy, I'm as full as I ought!
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
About him...
His eyes seeing her get bright
you've never seen more beautiful light
such relief and joy just to see her
his love comes right out to greet her.
What to say about the smile in his face?
A warmth and care one would jump to embrace!
That face says: "you're everything to me!"
"You make me happy just to be!"
But hold on! That face shows again!
The light, the love, the smile remain
for another that runs to spring in his arms!
One who shares his smarts and unending charms!
So there are two who light up his life!
Whose presences are worth any strife!
Wonderful to see and feel love like that!
Wonderful to know you're their dad!
you've never seen more beautiful light
such relief and joy just to see her
his love comes right out to greet her.
What to say about the smile in his face?
A warmth and care one would jump to embrace!
That face says: "you're everything to me!"
"You make me happy just to be!"
But hold on! That face shows again!
The light, the love, the smile remain
for another that runs to spring in his arms!
One who shares his smarts and unending charms!
So there are two who light up his life!
Whose presences are worth any strife!
Wonderful to see and feel love like that!
Wonderful to know you're their dad!
Sunday, January 29, 2012
Soneto de Fidelidade
De tudo ao meu amor serei atento
Antes, e com tal zelo, e sempre, e tanto
Que mesmo em face do maior encanto
Dele se encante mais meu pensamento.
Quero vivê-lo em cada vão momento
E em seu louvor hei de espalhar meu canto
E rir meu riso e derramar meu pranto
Ao seu pesar ou seu contentamento
E assim, quando mais tarde me procure
Quem sabe a morte, angústia de quem vive
Quem sabe a solidão, fim de quem ama
Eu possa me dizer do amor (que tive):
Que não seja imortal, posto que é chama
Mas que seja infinito enquanto dure.
Vinícius de MoraesAntes, e com tal zelo, e sempre, e tanto
Que mesmo em face do maior encanto
Dele se encante mais meu pensamento.
Quero vivê-lo em cada vão momento
E em seu louvor hei de espalhar meu canto
E rir meu riso e derramar meu pranto
Ao seu pesar ou seu contentamento
E assim, quando mais tarde me procure
Quem sabe a morte, angústia de quem vive
Quem sabe a solidão, fim de quem ama
Eu possa me dizer do amor (que tive):
Que não seja imortal, posto que é chama
Mas que seja infinito enquanto dure.
meu poema favorito!
Monday, January 16, 2012
Tired
I've been through so much
I've lived through so much
I've seen way too much
now I'm tired...
There were blue skies and the rain
there was endless laughter and crying in vain
so much gained, then some passed, and some desired...
I'm tired...
There were things no one should see
there were things I told no one but me
things demanded, things followed and required...
I'm tired...
I've seen enough of the world as it is
I don't have to go further than this
but my adventure voucher hasn't expired...
and I am so tired...
from now on I'd like to have all I've aspired to
Free hand to do things I was inspired to
cause there's so much I've already acquired...
and I'm so tired...
I've enough of being so wired!
Give me a break!! I'm tired!
I've lived through so much
I've seen way too much
now I'm tired...
There were blue skies and the rain
there was endless laughter and crying in vain
so much gained, then some passed, and some desired...
I'm tired...
There were things no one should see
there were things I told no one but me
things demanded, things followed and required...
I'm tired...
I've seen enough of the world as it is
I don't have to go further than this
but my adventure voucher hasn't expired...
and I am so tired...
from now on I'd like to have all I've aspired to
Free hand to do things I was inspired to
cause there's so much I've already acquired...
and I'm so tired...
I've enough of being so wired!
Give me a break!! I'm tired!
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
Pequeno...
se "água mole em pedra dura
tanto bate até que fura"
hei de em breve encontrar ela:
a felicidade que perdura...
tanto bate até que fura"
hei de em breve encontrar ela:
a felicidade que perdura...
Saturday, October 29, 2011
Letting it out
My heart is torn apart, every day is a struggle
with no one there for me to cuddle
My head spins around trying to find the best
way out of this madness.
I'm angry, I'm terribly sad
going through the toughest time I've ever had
The smile on the mask is not to fade
no matter what my fears or my fate.
I need relief, I need support
that sees the sinking ship and doesn't abort.
My Angel is there for me holding out his hand
and telling me not to pretend.
Gotta reach inside deeper than ever before
to fix myself and be someone I adore...
with no one there for me to cuddle
My head spins around trying to find the best
way out of this madness.
I'm angry, I'm terribly sad
going through the toughest time I've ever had
The smile on the mask is not to fade
no matter what my fears or my fate.
I need relief, I need support
that sees the sinking ship and doesn't abort.
My Angel is there for me holding out his hand
and telling me not to pretend.
Gotta reach inside deeper than ever before
to fix myself and be someone I adore...
Friday, September 9, 2011
Bye, Bye, Bird!
A broken bird that came and impressed
could still sing but couldn't yet fly high.
How attached I'd become couldn't be guessed
this bird could charm you without telling a lie.
The bird was hurt, but It was stubborn and strong
and I needed the company and a bit of attention
so It happened to come to me singing Its song
I welcomed It without prejudice or prevention.
Ah! The bird sang so often and so well!
the joy those songs brought; hell! just to have It around!
at times it seemed It forgot that It fell,
It seemed just happy to have been found.
The day finally came when I had to let It go.
My heart broke when I saw how willingly It went.
I guess that bird wasn't ready for a hold
didn't appreciate what Its presence truly meant.
So long, yellow bird, go on, fly on free!
But if you're hurt again,
Don't dare to come back to me.
could still sing but couldn't yet fly high.
How attached I'd become couldn't be guessed
this bird could charm you without telling a lie.
The bird was hurt, but It was stubborn and strong
and I needed the company and a bit of attention
so It happened to come to me singing Its song
I welcomed It without prejudice or prevention.
Ah! The bird sang so often and so well!
the joy those songs brought; hell! just to have It around!
at times it seemed It forgot that It fell,
It seemed just happy to have been found.
The day finally came when I had to let It go.
My heart broke when I saw how willingly It went.
I guess that bird wasn't ready for a hold
didn't appreciate what Its presence truly meant.
So long, yellow bird, go on, fly on free!
But if you're hurt again,
Don't dare to come back to me.
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Flood
the water keeps going up
and we keep afloat
drowing the house, the city, the world
and there's no need for a boat
the clear, calm water never stops
but it comes only to our throat
it's the chaos, the rebel side
that needs attention, wants a vote
and it's be good to let it slide
without an umbrella or raincoat
everyone needs a scapegoat...
and we keep afloat
drowing the house, the city, the world
and there's no need for a boat
the clear, calm water never stops
but it comes only to our throat
it's the chaos, the rebel side
that needs attention, wants a vote
and it's be good to let it slide
without an umbrella or raincoat
everyone needs a scapegoat...
Saturday, July 30, 2011
Missing you...
Everytime I close my eyes
I have to suddenly realise
that you're the very first thought
and that's the web in which I'm caught.
can't be with you, can't forget
only thing left is to think and fret:
what are you doing? what's on your mind?
Hate it when all I do is complain and wine...
I miss your voice and the lip-locking,
the soft hands there's no blocking
the taste of coffee and nicotine
you so are my morphine:
you get me relaxed and calm.
you're from a different realm:
simple and open, honest and sweet
I'm so glad we got to meet...
I miss you so and no end to time
but it'll eventually be fine
when I have again you with me
and all is again peace and glee!
Can't and won't shake you off my system
cause you're the one that make my eyes glisten!
I have to suddenly realise
that you're the very first thought
and that's the web in which I'm caught.
can't be with you, can't forget
only thing left is to think and fret:
what are you doing? what's on your mind?
Hate it when all I do is complain and wine...
I miss your voice and the lip-locking,
the soft hands there's no blocking
the taste of coffee and nicotine
you so are my morphine:
you get me relaxed and calm.
you're from a different realm:
simple and open, honest and sweet
I'm so glad we got to meet...
I miss you so and no end to time
but it'll eventually be fine
when I have again you with me
and all is again peace and glee!
Can't and won't shake you off my system
cause you're the one that make my eyes glisten!
Friday, July 8, 2011
A Prayer
Oh, hear me, Powers That Be,
and give Your answers to me.
cause You know I'm doing my best
and still I find no rest.
I do believe in my heart
that we're from the Whole, a part
we're not here to suffer, but to shine
so why isn't all I want mine?
There's always a worry or defeat:
puzzle almost finished but never complete
why don't I have it all?
what does it take? A squall?
I've already gone through so much:
pain, agony, joy, euphoria and such.
I've known what's to miss, to desire,
to support, to demand, to require.
Isn't it time I felt somplete satisfaction?
If not, show me why by whatever reaction.
I really am struggling with my Faith...
or it's just the Moon, or a playful wraith...
anyways...
I don't want anymore to learn and grow!
Will I ever find the gold at the end of the rainbow?
I want little so can't I have it all, please?
they say the squeaky wheel gets the grease
So:
To emphasise I'll go on and repeat:
Leave out the bitter, I just want the sweet!
Health, Money, Love and warm feet!
and a lighter heart would also be neat...
and give Your answers to me.
cause You know I'm doing my best
and still I find no rest.
I do believe in my heart
that we're from the Whole, a part
we're not here to suffer, but to shine
so why isn't all I want mine?
There's always a worry or defeat:
puzzle almost finished but never complete
why don't I have it all?
what does it take? A squall?
I've already gone through so much:
pain, agony, joy, euphoria and such.
I've known what's to miss, to desire,
to support, to demand, to require.
Isn't it time I felt somplete satisfaction?
If not, show me why by whatever reaction.
I really am struggling with my Faith...
or it's just the Moon, or a playful wraith...
anyways...
I don't want anymore to learn and grow!
Will I ever find the gold at the end of the rainbow?
I want little so can't I have it all, please?
they say the squeaky wheel gets the grease
So:
To emphasise I'll go on and repeat:
Leave out the bitter, I just want the sweet!
Health, Money, Love and warm feet!
and a lighter heart would also be neat...
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
Was ich erwarte
Ich weiß, dass eine solche Beziehung
Angst macht, sie macht uns nachdenklich.
Man will sich nicht selber verlieren
nichts übersturzen, es richtig machen, Fehler kaschieren.
Es läuft fast wie bei der Erziehung:
man macht, was man für richtig hält
versucht damit klarzukommen, dass was schief geht
reagiert mit Gewissen, sogar wenn man nicht alles versteht.
Eine Bitte hätte ich: es kommt aus eine Laune heraus, eine Ahnung.
Versteh doch, dass es keine Drohung ist, keine Warnung.
Du ziehst dich zürück, buildest eine Wand, die langsam hochgeht.
Wie ein Wind, der dich langsam von meiner Liebe wegweht.
Anscheinend geht's bei uns nicht um das Ergebnis sondern um Erfahrung
Wir sollen nicht viel hinterfragen: genießen und der nächste Schritt überlegen.
Schritt für Schritt werden wir es schon schaffen
Trotz Angst, Verstecken und so viele Fragen...
Es ist immer noch nur eine Brize, kein Sturm...
es schleicht sich hierher und macht dich Stumm
lass nicht zu dass es Geschwindigkeit gewinnt um dich wegzublasen...
denn ich freue mich schon so sehr auf die nächste Phasen...
ich glaube schon wir kriegen es irgendwie hin...
wir fangen erst an: noch ist alles drin.
grübel nicht: sprich mit mir
das erwarte ich von dir...
Angst macht, sie macht uns nachdenklich.
Man will sich nicht selber verlieren
nichts übersturzen, es richtig machen, Fehler kaschieren.
Es läuft fast wie bei der Erziehung:
man macht, was man für richtig hält
versucht damit klarzukommen, dass was schief geht
reagiert mit Gewissen, sogar wenn man nicht alles versteht.
Eine Bitte hätte ich: es kommt aus eine Laune heraus, eine Ahnung.
Versteh doch, dass es keine Drohung ist, keine Warnung.
Du ziehst dich zürück, buildest eine Wand, die langsam hochgeht.
Wie ein Wind, der dich langsam von meiner Liebe wegweht.
Anscheinend geht's bei uns nicht um das Ergebnis sondern um Erfahrung
Wir sollen nicht viel hinterfragen: genießen und der nächste Schritt überlegen.
Schritt für Schritt werden wir es schon schaffen
Trotz Angst, Verstecken und so viele Fragen...
Es ist immer noch nur eine Brize, kein Sturm...
es schleicht sich hierher und macht dich Stumm
lass nicht zu dass es Geschwindigkeit gewinnt um dich wegzublasen...
denn ich freue mich schon so sehr auf die nächste Phasen...
ich glaube schon wir kriegen es irgendwie hin...
wir fangen erst an: noch ist alles drin.
grübel nicht: sprich mit mir
das erwarte ich von dir...
Sunday, July 3, 2011
Wer du bist...
Ah! Die Freude, die es macht
dich zu spüren in meinem Arm!
Ah! Was für ein Glück, dich zu haben.
Die Welt erscheint in neuen Farben!
Denn dich zuzuhören, dich zu sehen,
dich zu berühren, dich zu erleben,
gehört jetzt zum Leben dazu
und ich bin vollkommen im Nu.
Vollkommen im Glück, nicht im Sein:
Ich mache mich hier nicht klein.
Mein Herz hat in dich Stille, Ruhe.
Du bist eine wahrhaftige Schatztruhe!
Immer wieder eine Perle, ein Edelstein.
ein Ritter, ein Mann: verdorben und rein.
Und immer ein Licht, im Sommer ein Regenguss!
Immer Hände, Blicke, und welt-stoppender Kuss.
Interessant, dass du in mir tauchen willst:
während meine Seele mit deiner verschmilzt.
Ich weiß nicht mich von dir zu retten...
es wird noch heißer: möchtest wetten?
dich zu spüren in meinem Arm!
Ah! Was für ein Glück, dich zu haben.
Die Welt erscheint in neuen Farben!
Denn dich zuzuhören, dich zu sehen,
dich zu berühren, dich zu erleben,
gehört jetzt zum Leben dazu
und ich bin vollkommen im Nu.
Vollkommen im Glück, nicht im Sein:
Ich mache mich hier nicht klein.
Mein Herz hat in dich Stille, Ruhe.
Du bist eine wahrhaftige Schatztruhe!
Immer wieder eine Perle, ein Edelstein.
ein Ritter, ein Mann: verdorben und rein.
Und immer ein Licht, im Sommer ein Regenguss!
Immer Hände, Blicke, und welt-stoppender Kuss.
Interessant, dass du in mir tauchen willst:
während meine Seele mit deiner verschmilzt.
Ich weiß nicht mich von dir zu retten...
es wird noch heißer: möchtest wetten?
Saturday, July 2, 2011
Time for bed...
After a winning and feeling so glad,
do you also feel a little sad??
it's over, wouldn't last, too bad...
think it's time for me to go to bed...
do you also feel a little sad??
it's over, wouldn't last, too bad...
think it's time for me to go to bed...
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