Estado de Espirito

He walks away,
The sun goes down,
He takes the day but I'm grown,
And in this grey,
In this blue shade,
My tears dry on their own.

So we are history,
Your shadow covers me
The sky above,
A blaze only that lovers see.
Amy Winehouse (Tears dy on their own)

Tenho saudades,
i m e n s a s!
que a cada dia se vão retorcendo cá dentro,
mas que já nao cabem neste corpo apaixonado.

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