que a chuva molha, que o fogo consome, que o vento leva, que o tempo apaga...
sexta-feira, abril 01, 2011
The Pogues - Rainy night in Soho
I've been loving you a long time Down all the years, down all the days And I've cried for all your troubles Smiled at your funny little ways We watched our friends grow up together And we saw them as they fell Some of them fell into Heaven Some of them fell into Hell (...)
Now the song is nearly over We may never find out what it means Still there's a light I hold before me You're the measure of my dreams The measure of my dreams