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Complexo de um brasileiro de estatura mediana...

... gosto muito de fulana mas siclana é quem me quer...

terça-feira, setembro 05, 2006

Para que traduzir?

Sixpence None The Richer
"Brighten my heart"

" My heart is as dark as the soil sodden with winter rains
My soul is as heavy as the peat freshly dug from the bog
My thoughts swirl like willow branches caught in autumn winds
My body as tense as a cat's as it stalks its prey

Help me open my heart to You,
Help me open my heart to You,
Help me open my heart to You, oh Jesus
It's what I long to do

My heart is as dark as the soil sodden with winter rains
(Lord, brighten my heart)
My soul is as heavy as the peat freshly dug from the bog
My thoughts swirl like willow branches caught in autumn winds
(Lord, still my thoughts)
My body as tense as a cat's as it stalks its prey "

Me digam porque eu chorei quando eu ouvi e li a letra dessa música?
Você sabe, não é? Eu também... meu coração pesa mais que uma tonelada nesses momentos.

" THIS IS MY CALL, I BELONG TO YOU
THIS IS MY CALL, TO SING THE MELODY OF YOU
THIS IS MY CALL, I CAN DO NOTHING ELSE
I CAN DO NOTHING ELSE "