"Pelo Sonho é que vamos,

comovidos e mudos.

Chegamos? Não chegamos?

Haja ou não haja frutos,

pelo Sonho é que vamos.



Basta a fé no que temos.

Basta a esperança naquilo

que talvez não teremos.

Basta que a alma demos,

com a mesma alegria,

ao que desconhecemos

e ao que é do dia-a-dia



Chegamos ? Não chegamos?



- Partimos. Vamos. Somos "



sábado, 2 de janeiro de 2010

think of me

Think of me, think of me fondly, when we've said goodbye.
Remember me once in a while, please promise me you'll try.
When you find that, once again, you long to take your heart back and be free;
If you ever find a moment
Spare a thought for me...
We never said our love was evergreen, or as unchanging as the sea;
But if you can still remember,
Stop and think of me...
Think of all the things we've shared and seen -
Don't think about the way things might have been...
Think of me, think of me waking silent and resigned
Imagine me, trying too hard to put you from my mind

Recall those days, look back on all those times
Thinks of the things, we'll never do
There will never be a day, when I won't think of you

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