Espero que toda a gente oiça fogo de artificio ao começar 2007.

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Picture yourself in a boat on a river,
With tangerine trees and marmalade skies
Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly,
A girl with kaleidoscope eyes.

Cellophane flowers of yellow and green,
Towering over your head.
Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes,
And she's gone.

Lucy in the sky with
Lucy in the sky with
Lucy in the sky with diamonds.
Ah... Ah...

Follow her down to a bridge by a fountain
Where rocking horse people eat marshmallow pies,
Everyone smiles as you drift past the flowers,
That grow so incredibly high.
Newspaper taxis appear on the shore,
Waiting to take you away.
Lay in the back with your head in the clouds,
And you're gone.

Lucy in the sky
Lucy in the sky
Lucy in the sky with diamonds.
Ah... Ah...

Picture yourself on a train in a station,
With plasticine porters with looking glass ties,
Suddenly someone is there at the turnstile,
The girl with kaleidoscope eyes.

Lucy in the sky
Lucy in the sky
Lucy in the sky with diamonds.
Ah... Ah...

cara-de-sonsa listens to Katie Melua: Lucy in the sky with diamonds

Para 2007 quero um ano bom, só isso.

cara-de-sonsa listens to Jamie Cullum: Mind Trick

Lover, you should've come over

Looking out the door
I see the rain fall upon the funeral mourners
Parading in a wake of sad relations
As their shoes fill up with water

Maybe I'm too young
To keep good love from going wrong
But tonight, you're on my mind so
You never know

Broken down and hungry for your love
With no way to feed it
Where are you tonight?
Child, you know how much I need it.
Too young to hold on
And too old to just break free and run

Sometimes a man gets carried away,
When he feels like he should be having his fun
Much too blind to see the damage he's done
Sometimes a man must awake to find that, really,
He has no-one...

So I'll wait for you... And I'll burn
Will I ever see your sweet return?
Oh, will I ever learn?
Oh, Lover, you should've come over
Cause it's not too late.

Lonely is the room the bed is made
The open window lets the rain in
Burning in the corner is the only one
Who dreams he had you with him
My body turns and yearns for a sleep
That won't ever come
It's never over,
My kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder
It's never over,
all my riches for her smiles when I slept so soft against her...
It's never over,
All my blood for the sweetness of her laughter...
It's never over,
She's a tear that hangs inside my soul forever...

But maybe I'm just too young to keep good love
From going wrong
Oh... lover you should've come over...

Yes, and I feel too young to hold on
I'm much too old to break free and run
Too deaf, dumb, and blind
To see the damage I've done
Sweet lover, you should've come over
Oh, love, well I'll wait for you
Lover, you should've come over
'Cause it's not too late.

cara-de-sonsa listens to Jamie Cullum: Lover you should've come over

O David partiu hoje para a Polónia. Foi de coração partido e deixou-nos de coração partido. Temos saudades e ele tem saudades.
A familia devia estar sempre junta, senão quem vai lamber as feridas uns dos outros?!

cara-de-sonsa listens to Jamie Cullum: A time for love

O Diz que é uma espécie de magazine é excelente ou é muito bom?

cara-de-sonsa listens to Ornatos Violeta: Dia Mau

Hoje foi noite de tuna em grande. Foi noite de jantar e foi um dos bons. Daqueles em que parece que o tempo correu, que a garganta ficou quente e em que continuam a acontecer coisas que mesmo depois de terem acontecido continuamos a achar que não é possivel que venham a acontecer.
Para acabar a noite em grande acabamos numa tasca em Alfama onde não cabiamos todas, com uma Sra que dizia que tinha 47 anos de bairro e 50 de puta e com um puto que se metia com todas as "margaridas".

cara-de-sonsa listens to Cristina Branco: Fado Perdição