terça-feira, 1 de setembro de 2015

SHE SANG

Se algum arrombado namorador de indiões estiver se perguntando "ai por que causa, motivo, razão ou circunstância o FODÃO postou essa música?", o motivo é: Porque eu quis e porque sim e porque é a melhor música de hoje e de ontem e da semana passada e todo dia eu canto um pedaço dela.

 Sim, isso é pra você, seu caçador de tamanduá.

Foo Fighters - Everlong 


Hello, I've waited here for you... Everlong.
Tonight, I throw myself into,
And out of the red, out of her head she sang.

Come down and waste away with me, down with me...
Slow how, you wanted it to be,
I'm over my head, out of her head she sang.

And I wonder when I sing along with you,
If everything could ever feel this real forever.
If anything could ever be this good again,
The only thing I'll ever ask of you.
You gotta promise not to stop when I say when.
She sang:

Breathe out, so I can breathe you in,
Hold you in, and now, I know you've always been there
Out of your head, out of my head I sang.

And I wonder when I sing along with you,
If everything could ever feel this real forever,
If anything could ever be this good again.
The only thing I'll ever ask of you,
You gotta promise not to stop when I say when.
She sang:

And I wonder...
If everything could ever feel this real forever,
If anything could ever be this good again.
The only thing I'll ever ask of you,
You gotta promise not to stop when I say when.

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Como o Rafael caça onça no Amazonas? Ele fica de quatro, pelado, esperando a "pintada".
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