One more thing before I go
One more thing I'll ask you Lord
You may need a murderer
Someone to do your dirty work
Murderer, Low
And the sun pours down like honey
On our lady of the harbour
And she shows you where to look
Among the garbage and the flowers
There are heroes in the seaweed
There are children in the morning
They are leaning out for love
And they will lean that way forever
While Suzanne holds the mirror
Suzanne, Leonard Cohen
A todos o que é de todos.
3 comentários:
a tua profundidade surpreende-me todos os dias. *
Oh no no no! Ja nao te gusta a minha superficie?
oh, meu caro, se me gusta :).
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