Liberdade

Uma doce ilusão..

O que é ser livre ?

Não cumprir as regras ?

- O que vestir,

- O que falar,

- Como agir..

Tudo tem um padrão.

Para ser livre é preciso ser rebelde ?

Um pássaro engaiolado pela sociedade..

Tenta .. Tenta voar..

Onde estão suas asas ?

- Milaré, N.

Desejo . . .

amar,

amada,

fazer amor.

carinho,

acariciar,

acariciada.

puro,

avassalador,

passageiro.

o amor,

inocente e sincero,

acima de todo desejo,

sempre permanece.

- Milaré, N.

Frio..

Vazio,

Escuro,

Solidão,

Lembrança..

Saudades,

Medos,

esses que nunca se vão ...

- Milaré, N.

Yellow

Look at the stars,

Look how they shine for you,

And everything you do,

Yeah, they were all yellow

I came along,

I wrote a song for you,

And all the things you do,

And it was called Yellow

So then I took my turn,

Oh what a thing to've done,

And it was all Yellow

Your skin

Oh yeah, your skin and bones,

Turn into something beautiful,

Do you know?

You know I love you so,

You know I love you so

I swam across,

I jumped across for you,

Oh what a thing to do

'Cos you were all yellow,

I drew a line,

I drew a line for you,

Oh what a thing to do,

And it was all yellow

And your skin,

Oh yeah your skin and bones,

Turn into something beautiful,

Do you know?

For you I'd bleed myself dry,

For you I'd bleed myself dry

It's true, look how they shine for you,

Look how they shine for you,

Look how they shine for...

Look how they shine for you,

Look how they shine for you,

Look how they shine...

Look at the stars,

Look how they shine for you,

And all the things that you do.

- Coldplay