16 de mai. de 2013

Fadiga.



Não quero prosperar, só espero pelo que me for servido.
(Que venha bem servido)

Quando chega o fim, chega. 

2 comentários:

Anônimo disse...

"My girl, my girl, don't lie to me
Tell me where did you sleep last night
In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun don't ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through
My girl, my girl,where will you go
I'm going where the cold wind blows
In the pines in the pines
where the sun don't ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through
Her husband, was a hard working man
Just about a mile from here
His head was found in a driving wheel
But his body never was found
My girl, my girl, don't lie to me
Tell me where did you sleep last night
In the pines in the pines
where the sun don't ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through
My girl, my girl,where will you go?
I'm going where the cold wind blows
In the pines in the pines
where the sun don't ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through
My girl, my girl, don't lie to me!
Tell me where did you sleep last night
In the pines in the pines
Where the sun don't ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through
My girl, my girl, where will you go?
I'm going where the cold wind blows
In the pines, the pines
Where the sun don't ever shine
I'd shiver the whole night through."

Jazz

P.s. Queria mesmo ouvir sua voz... Sinto sua falta Thay...

Anônimo disse...
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