quinta-feira, fevereiro 15, 2007

O mundo da música...

Às vezes só com loucura é que nos mantemos sãos...



It takes a fool to remain sane
The Ark


WHATEVER HAPPENED TO THE FUNKY RACE?
A GENERATION LOST IN PACE,
WASN'T LIFE SUPPOSED TO BE MORE THAN THIS?
IN THIS KISS
I'LL CHANGE YOUR BORE FOR MY BLISS
LET GO'F MY HAND AND IT WILL
SLIP OUT IN SAND
IF YOU DON'T GIVE ME THE CHANCE
TO BREAK DOWN THE WALLS OF ATTITUDE,
I ASK NOTHING OF YOU
NOT EVEN YOUR GRATITUDE
AND IF YOU THINK I'M CORNY
THEN IT WILL NOT MAKE ME SORRY
IT'S YOUR RIGHT TO LAUGH AT ME
AND IN TURN,
THAT'S MY OPPORTUNITY
TO FEEL BRAVE'
CAUSE IT TAKES A FOOL TO REMAIN SANE
OH IT TAKES A FOOL TO REMAIN SANE
OH IT TAKES A FOOL TO REMAIN SANE
OH IN THIS WORLD ALL COVERED UP IN SHAME
EVERY MORNING I WOULD SEE
HERGETTING OFF THE BUS THE
PICTURE NEVER DROPS IT'S LIKE A
MULTICOLOURED SNAPSHOT
STUCK IN MY BRAIN
IT KEPT ME SANE FOR A COUPLE OF YEARS
AS IT DRENCHED MY FEARS
OF BECOMING LIKE THE OTHERS
WHO BECOME UNHAPPY MOTHERS
AND FATHERS OF UNHAPPY KIDS
AND WHY'S THAT?
'CAUSE THEY'VE FORGOTTEN HOW TO PLAY
OR MAYBE THEY'RE AFRAID TO FEEL ASHAMED
TO SEEM STRANGE
TO SEEM INSANE
TO SEEM GAY
TO GAIN WEIGHT
I TELL YOU THIS:
THAT IT TAKES A FOOL TO REMAIN SANE
OH IT TAKES A FOOL TO REMAIN SANE
OH IT TAKES A FOOL TO REMAIN SANE
OH IN THIS WORLD ALL COVERED UP IN SHAME
SO, TAKE IT TO THE STAGE
IN A MULTICOLOURED JACKET
TAKE IT JACKPOT, CRACKPOT,
STRUTTING LIKE A PEACOCK
NAILVARNISH ARKANSAS
SHIMMY SHAMMY FEATHERBOAH
CRACKPOT HAIRCUTDYE
YOUR HAIR IN GLOWING RED AND BLUE,
DO, DO, DO!
WHAT YOU WANNA DO
DON'T THINK TWICE,
DO WHAT YOU HAVE TO DO,
DO, DO, DO, DO,
LET YOUR HEART DECIDE
WHAT YOU HAVE TO DO
THAT'S ALL THERE IS TO FIND
CAUSE IT TAKES A FOOL TO REMAIN SANE,
OH, IT TAKES A FOOL TO REMAIN SANE
OH, IN THIS WORLD ALL COVERED UP IN SHAME
OH IT TAKES A FOOL TO REMAIN SANE,
OH IT TAKES A FOOL TO REMAIN SANE
OH IT TAKES A FOOL TO REMAIN SANE
OH IN THIS WORLD ALL COVERED UP IN SHAME.
OH IT TAKES A FOOL


Assim vai o mundo...

2 comentários:

Anónimo disse...

Francisco,

Meus pensamentos são como feras
encurraladas no meu corpo
obcecada de desejos..
pelo teu corpo,passeio ,
em busca do perfeito instante
protegida em teus braços,
deliro sobre as tuas pernas
vigiada pelo teu olhar malícioso
Os teus lábios viajores
percorrem o meu corpo teso
em busca de mais delícias..
Minha alma brilha com o teu calor !
A tua língua despreocupada, brinca
em movimento brandos..
Nessa hora,perco-me fêmea
em teus abraços ,
absorvida de tanto encanto
quando fazes o meu corpo,
na tua boca,
soluçar em pranto.

Beijo.
Desiré.

Francisco del Mundo disse...

Reconheço...;) Há um certo je ne sais quoi neste anonimato...:D
Bisous ;)