"Nas escolas, nas ruas, campos, construções
Somos todos soldados, armados ou não
Caminhando e cantando e seguindo a canção
Somos todos iguais braços dados ou não
Os amores na mente, as flores no chão
A certeza na frente, a história na mão
Caminhando e cantando e seguindo a canção
Aprendendo e ensinando uma nova lição
Vem, vamos embora, que esperar não é saber,
Quem sabe faz a hora, não espera acontecer"
domingo, 23 de agosto de 2009
domingo, 16 de agosto de 2009
Everything is Blowin' in the wind...
"How many roads must a man walk down,
Before you call him a man?
How many seas must a white dove sail,
Before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes and how many times must cannonballs fly,
Before they're forever banned?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind
The answer is blowin' in the wind
Yes and how many years can a mountain exist,
Before it's washed to the seas
Yes and how many years can some people exist,
Before they're allowed to be free?
Yes and how many times can a man turn his head,
Pretend that he just doesn't see?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind
The answer is blowin' in the wind.
Yes and how many times must a man look up,
Before he can see the sky?
Yes and how many ears must one man have,
Before he can hear people cry?
Yes and how many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind
The answer is blowin' in the wind"
Before you call him a man?
How many seas must a white dove sail,
Before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes and how many times must cannonballs fly,
Before they're forever banned?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind
The answer is blowin' in the wind
Yes and how many years can a mountain exist,
Before it's washed to the seas
Yes and how many years can some people exist,
Before they're allowed to be free?
Yes and how many times can a man turn his head,
Pretend that he just doesn't see?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind
The answer is blowin' in the wind.
Yes and how many times must a man look up,
Before he can see the sky?
Yes and how many ears must one man have,
Before he can hear people cry?
Yes and how many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind
The answer is blowin' in the wind"
domingo, 9 de agosto de 2009
quarta-feira, 5 de agosto de 2009
Circle of life
From the day we arrive on the planet
And blinking, step into the sun
There's more to see than can ever be seen
More to do than can ever be done
There's far too much to take in here
More to find than can ever be found
But the sun rolling high
Through the sapphire sky
Keeps great and small on the endless round
It's the Circle of Life
And it moves us all
Through despair and hope
Through faith and love
'Till we find our place
On the path unwinding
In the Circle
The Circle of Life
And blinking, step into the sun
There's more to see than can ever be seen
More to do than can ever be done
There's far too much to take in here
More to find than can ever be found
But the sun rolling high
Through the sapphire sky
Keeps great and small on the endless round
It's the Circle of Life
And it moves us all
Through despair and hope
Through faith and love
'Till we find our place
On the path unwinding
In the Circle
The Circle of Life
segunda-feira, 3 de agosto de 2009
A vida não é fácil...
Espero que passar vontade não faça o cabelo cair... nem me deixe mais gordo ou dê espinhas...
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