Gallo según el horóscopo chino, perteneciente al género viboresco por esencia. Líder por circunstancia, floja de espíritu, trabajadora por obligación moral, preferiría más tiempo libre para mi cerebro y disfrutar la vida con mi familia. La música siempre me salva.
but cigarette steals and drains your youth, your beauty and your good health every single day...
my father was a strong man, he worked hard for long years, built a big and beautiful house on the beach for himself pleasure, for the oldness years...
but he smoked for forty years and now - he's still alive - but he can't live in the beach house, 'cause there's no hospital near...and he always needs clean oxygen and spent a lot, a lot, a lot of money in a drugstore every month...
just because the cigarette...it stoled him health, forever...
it's a sad story? yes, it is...but it's just "the truth" about cigarette and nicotine.
sorry for this words, my angel, but i had to tell you :(
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parabens! seja como eu...10 anos casado! :O
a song for you sweet dari...ops! and for your love :)
(Rod Stewart version...i looove Rod, he has an amazing voice!!)
Its a Heartache
It's a heartache
Nothing but a heartache
Hits you when it's too late
Hits you when you're down
It's a fool's game
Nothing but a fool's game
Standing in the cold rain
Feeling like a clown
It's a heartache
Nothing but a heartache
Love him till your arms break
Then he let's you down
It ain't right with love to share
When you find she doesn't care for you
It ain't wise to need someone
As much as I depended on you
oowww, thank you very much, my english brazilian sweet guy
muito obrigada
nao fique bravo pelos cigarrillos
beijaos
ok, it's your life, you're the boss...
but cigarette steals and drains your youth, your beauty and your good health every single day...
my father was a strong man, he worked hard for long years, built a big and beautiful house on the beach for himself pleasure, for the oldness years...
but he smoked for forty years and now - he's still alive - but he can't live in the beach house, 'cause there's no hospital near...and he always needs clean oxygen and spent a lot, a lot, a lot of money in a drugstore every month...
just because the cigarette...it stoled him health, forever...
it's a sad story? yes, it is...but it's just "the truth" about cigarette and nicotine.
sorry for this words, my angel, but i had to tell you :(
pardon....sweet kisses
musica do Roberto Frejat, vocalista da banda brasileira Barao Vermelho...do you know him? a beautiful song!
Segredos
Eu procuro um amor
que ainda não encontrei
diferente de todos que amei
Nos seus olhos quero descobrir
uma razão para viver
e as feridas dessa vida
eu quero esquecer
Pode ser que eu a encontre
numa fila de cinema
numa esquina ou numa mesa de bar
Procuro um amor
que seja bom pra mim
vou procurar, eu vou até o fim
E eu vou tratá-la bem
pra que ela não tenha medo
quando começar a conhecer
os meus segredos
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