Parece que as senhoras do departamento de pagamentos a fornecedores do Hospital de S. João do Porto, para além de não saberem pôr o telefone "na musiquinha" enquanto nos dão seca, andam a ouvir Ben Harper...
As malucas!
Para quem virá depois
Poemas ao acaso
posted by Papoila at 16:27
Pelo menos a seca que nos dão é acompanhada por um:
The good lord is such a good lord
With such a good mother too
They have blessed me
In the good graces of you
I have heard a hundred violins crying
And I have seen a hendred white
Doves flying
But nothing is as beautiful
As when she believes in me
How good it must fell
To be so young and free
And a song that pleases a queen
Will always please me
And I have dined in palaces and kingdoms
But nothing is as beautiful
As when she believes in me
Now all of life
Is just passing the time
Until once again
Your eyes look into mine
I have been adored by a stranger
And I have heard the whispering angel
But nothing is as beautiful
As when she believes in me