quinta-feira, 12 de abril de 2012

A importância de um simples abraço...

Mesmo que virtual.


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A música de hoje? Definitivamente desta senhora que me fez companhia esta noite. Esta é uma das minhas preferidas. O autor da letra é o Senhor Charles Chaplin.





"I still can remember
Last time I cried
I was holding you and loving you
Knowing it would end
I never felt so good, yet felt so bad
You're the one I love, and what makes it sad
Is you don't belong to me
And I can remember
Last time I lied
I was holding you and telling you
We could still be friends
Tried to let you go, but I can't you know
And even though I'm not with you I need you so
But you don't belong to me
Comin' in and out of your life
Isn't easy, and there's so many nights
I can't hold you, and I've told you
These feelings are so hard to find
Comin' in and out of your life
Will never free me, 'cause I don't need to touch you
To feel you, too real with you
I just can't get you out of my mind
But I can remember last time we tried
Each needing more than we could give
And knowing all the time
A stronger love just can't be found
Even though at times this crazy world is turning upside down
You'll always belong to me
Comin' in and out of your life
Isn't easy, and there's so many times
I can't hold you, and I've told you
These feelings are so hard to find
Comin' in and out of your life
Will never free me
I don't need to touch you to feel you
It's so real with you
I can't get you out of my mind
But I can remember..."

Charles Chaplin



3 comentários:

Confuskos disse...

Andam-te a mandar cenouras por email...!!! Será que te estão a chamar coelha!! :P

Um abraço virtual, então... mania de viveres no pólo sul e não pode ser pessoal!!

Beijinho*

Tanita disse...

Às vezes basta um, assim bem apertadinho. Bj**

GATA disse...

Eu sou uma pessoa de poucos afectos, mas aqui vai um abraço virtual. :-)

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