“Coeurs sensibles, coeurs fidèles, Qui blâmez l’amour léger, Cessez vos plaintes cruelles: Est-ce un crime de changer? Si l’Amour porte des ailes, N’est-ce pas pour voltiger? N’est-ce pas pour voltiger? N’est-ce pas pour voltiger?” Beaumarchais, Le Mariage de Figaro. - Franceses: defendendo a libidinagem desde 1778. Pas mal!
Agora o sol se deita. Sombras se levantam gigantescas. Logo, logo, tudo é sombra.
Stick it’s Speech
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to heaven, we were all going...
Sou cego de tanto vê-la, de tanto tê-la, estrela O que é uma coisa bela?
psychodelic: Céu - Valsa Para Biu Roque se eu...