Da chuva que traz as coisas tristes.

Raindrops keep fallin' on my head and just like the guy whose feet are too big for his bed nothin' seems to fit. Those raindrops are fallin' on my head, they keep fallin', so I just did me some talkin' to the sun and I said I didn't like the way he got things done, sleepin' on the job. Those raindrops are fallin' on my head, they keep fallin'. But there's one thing I know: the blues they send to meet me won't defeat me, It won't be long till happiness steps up to greet me. Raindrops keep fallin' on my head but that doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turnin' red. Cryin's not for me. 'Cause I'm never gonna stop the rain by complainin'... Because I'm free. Nothin's worryin' me, It won't be long till happiness steps up to greet me.

Coming soon

27 Março - CCI - 21h30m

My Sunset Poem

(O pintor Cândido Teles dizia que não há outro lugar no mundo com esta palete de cores à hora de se pôr o sol - haverá outras, com certeza. Mas eu concordo com ele. É por isto que gosto da minha terra. Do meu Soalhal. Invejem-me que eu deixo.)

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"Mira, amor!"

Hoy el mar es más azul que el cielo!

No sé por qué, pero necessitaba decírtelo
porque, sentiéndome cansado, sé perfectamente
que me fatiga no viene de la tierra, sino de esse lugar azul,
de ese largo camino extenso que me hace pensar.

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Hoy el mar es más azul que el cielo!

João Gil / Ricardo Ribeiro / Ruben Alves

(a mim não me faltam caracóis...)

Pois.

(em http://fernandonobre.blogs.sapo.pt)