"No fim de contas, o que somos, o que é cada
um de nós senão uma combinatória, diferente e
única, de experiências, de leituras, de
imaginações?"
Enrique Vila-Matas
tralala e cenas fixes, confetis (mas nao como no anuncio da tv), chantili, loucuras e travessuras, porque é para isso que servem os dias de aniversário! Parabens.
Oh happy birthday, happy birthday. Little Ana, today is your day. Sing hallelujah, you know they blew ya'. There are the perfect amount candles in your cake . But don't you worry, there's no hurry. The Jehovas are standing by your door. And they're offering, eternal suffering. Eternal life, but you say no. Turn on the radio, clean the windows. Do it in slow-mo, as the day unfolds. Oh how the sun shines inside you, just like I do. These days are gold. The nights are silver, they make you shiver. Tomorrow the Jehovas will come by. And they will ask you of and excuse. Not to accept eternal life.
But I love you, yes I love you. But I would never kiss your lips. 'Cause there's a friendship, a lovely kinship. Here's a tulip to match your eyes. Oh drinking cheap wine to bosanova. You're a supernova in the sky. The Jehovas, in their pull-overs. Are no Casanovas, like you and I. Oh happy birthday, happy birthday. Happy birthday to you. Oh happy birthday, happy birthday. Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to you. Oh happy birthday, little Ana. Happy birthday to you.
8 comentários:
rápi rápi rápi bersdéi! que tenhas um dia daqueles maravilhosos e tudo e tudo e tudo. **
parabéns minina :))
mil beijinhos*
hip hip hurra! :)
muitos parabéns, ana :)
tralala e cenas fixes, confetis (mas nao como no anuncio da tv), chantili, loucuras e travessuras, porque é para isso que servem os dias de aniversário! Parabens.
No Japão fazem gatos pra lebre.
Oh happy birthday, happy birthday.
Little Ana, today is your day.
Sing hallelujah, you know they blew ya'.
There are the perfect amount candles in your cake
.
But don't you worry, there's no hurry.
The Jehovas are standing by your door.
And they're offering, eternal suffering.
Eternal life, but you say no.
Turn on the radio, clean the windows.
Do it in slow-mo, as the day unfolds.
Oh how the sun shines inside you, just like I do.
These days are gold.
The nights are silver, they make you shiver.
Tomorrow the Jehovas will come by.
And they will ask you of and excuse.
Not to accept eternal life.
But I love you, yes I love you.
But I would never kiss your lips.
'Cause there's a friendship, a lovely kinship.
Here's a tulip to match your eyes.
Oh drinking cheap wine to bosanova.
You're a supernova in the sky.
The Jehovas, in their pull-overs.
Are no Casanovas, like you and I.
Oh happy birthday, happy birthday.
Happy birthday to you.
Oh happy birthday, happy birthday.
Happy birthday to you.
Happy birthday to you.
Oh happy birthday, little Ana.
Happy birthday to you.
Agradecida, com delay!
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