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Chá de Menta

Chá de Menta

I am half agony, half hope | Jane Austen

( PLENAS ALTURAS - MELHOR MANEIRA DE OUVIR E CANTAR ESTA MÚSICA...)

Let us turn our thoughts today to Martin Luther King
and recognize that there are ties between us, all men and women living on the Earth.
Ties of hope and love, sister and brotherhood, that we are bound together in our desire to see the world become a place in which our children can grow free and strong.
We are bound together by the task that stands before us and the road that lies ahead.
We are bound and we are bound.


There is a feeling like the clenching of a fist
There is a hunger in the center of the chest
There is a passage through the darkness and the mist
And though the body sleeps the heart will never rest


Shed a little light, oh Lord, so that we can see, just a little light, oh Lord.
Wanna stand it on up, stand it on up, oh Lord,
wanna walk it on down, shed a little light, oh Lord.

Can't get no light from the dollar bill, don't give me no light from a TV screen.
When I open my eyes I wanna drink my fill from the well on the hill,
do you know what I mean?


Shed a little light, oh Lord, so that we can see, just a little light, oh Lord.
Wanna stand it on up, stand it on up, oh Lord,
wanna walk it on down, shed a little light, oh Lord.


There is a feeling like the clenching of a fist, there is a hunger in the center of the chest.
There is a passage through the darkness and the mist
and though the body sleeps the heart will never rest.


Oh, Let us turn our thoughts today to Martin Luther King
and recognize that there are ties between us.
All men and women living on the Earth, ties of hope and love, sister and brotherhood.


James Taylor, Shed a Little Light

( PÉS NO CHÃO )

a chuva inesperada faz com que todos os aromas espalhem-se de forma desordenada pelo ar. nada melhor, nada mais agradável. narinas invadidas por este cheiro de terra, folhas e água - como que a lembrar que o verão passa demasiado rápido e o outono invade sem pedir licença. agrada-me esta chuva. uma pausa repentina, um frescor inusitado. apetece-me andar na rua descalça, sentir o toque rugoso da pedra molhada em contacto com os pés. apetece-me sentar no chão da varanda e observar o movimento da rua [ as pessoas, completamente "encasacadas" (frio?) andam apressadamente de um lado para o outro ]. apetece-me esquecer um pouco da vida.


esquecer os obstáculos.