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| Pri Haydée Amor é estado de graça e com amor não se paga. Amor é dado de graça, é semeado no vento,(...) Amor foge a dicionários e a regulamentos vários. Amor é primo da morte, e da morte vencedor, por mais que o matem (e matam) a cada instante de amor. De Carlos Drummond de Andrade |
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Sexta-feira, Maio 19, 2006 by Eric Clapton and Will Jennings 
Would you know my name If I saw you in heaven? Would it be the same If I saw you in heaven? I must be strong And carry on, 'Cause I know I don't belong Here in heaven. Would you hold my hand If I saw you in heaven? Would you help me stand If I saw you in heaven? I'll find my way Through night and day, 'Cause I know I just can't stay Here in heaven. Time can bring you down, Time can bend your knees. Time can break your heart, Have you begging please, begging please. Beyond the door, There's peace I'm sure, And I know there'll be no more Tears in heaven. Would you know my name If I saw you in heaven? Would it be the same If I saw you in heaven? I must be strong And carry on, 'Cause I know I don't belong Here in heaven. posted by PRISCILA SOUZA | 1:00 PM |
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