... quando se fecha uma porta, mesmo que tenhamos partido o nariz com o embate, abre-se sempre uma janelinha ... alguém que esteve muito tempo afastado mandou-me isto:
(Que é a música da minha vida, sem dúvida nenhuma!!!)
Hey lady, you lady,
cursing at your life
You're a discontented mother and a regimented wife
I've no doubt you dream about
the things you'll never do
But, I wish someone had talked to me
Like I wanna talk to you.....
Oh, I've been to Georgia
and California
and anywhere I could run
I took the hand of a preacher man
and we made love in the sun
But I ran
out of places
and friendly faces
because I had to be free
I've been to paradise
but I've never been to me
Please lady, please lady, don't just walk away
'Cause I have this need to tell you
why I'm all alone today
I can see so much of me
still living in your eyes
Won't you share a part
of a weary heart
that has lived million lies....
Oh, I've been to Niece
and the Isle of Greece
while I've sipped champagne on a yacht
I've moved like Harlow in Monte Carlo
and showed 'em what I've got
I've been undressed by kings and
I've seen some things
that a woman ain't supposed to see
I've been to paradise,
but I've never been to me
[spoken]Hey, you know what paradise is?
It's a lie, a fantasy we create about people and places as we'd like them to be
But you know what truth is?
It's that little baby you're holding,
it's that man you fought with this morning
The same one you're going to make love with tonight
That's truth, that's love......
Sometimes I've been to crying
for unborn children
that might have made me complete
But I took the sweet life,
I never knew
I'd be bitter from the sweet
I've spent my life exploring
the subtle whoring that costs too much to be free
Hey lady......I've been to paradise,
(I've been to paradise)
But I've never been to me
(I've been to Georgia and California, and anywhere I could run)
I've been to paradise, never been to me
(I've been to Neice and the isle of Greece
while I've sipped champagne on a yacht)
I've been to paradise, never been to me
(I've been to cryin' for unborn children
that might have made me complete)
I've been to paradise, never been to me
(I've been to Georgia and California,
and anywhere I could run)
I've been to paradise, never been to me
ps- Agora vou para o PT!!! Que a noite espera-me e eu tenho de estar em forma!
Isto é não é uma prenda ... é A prenda perfeita!!! Até me vieram as lágrimas aos olhos...
A equipa nº16 (os últimos a partir):
Quando me perguntaram se conseguia trabalhar, com o cérebro fixado pelo formol, respondi que sim ... menti! Perdi a noção de profundidade, o bisturi acertava muitos centimetros ao lado do que eu queria (não tardou a ser afastada pela minha tutora e pela F do registo ... sobrava o microscópio ... pior ainda! Não consegui focar, porque o penso não me permitia encostar a cabeça no mesmo!
