What I do...

...is to think of you!
And even though you are further than
if you were on the other side of the world...
I keep you always by my side...
I will be always by your side...
Come back my princess...

Um Pouco de TI...

"Para te aquecer nos dias frios...
Para te dar alento quando tudo estiver um pouco cinzento...
Para te dizer que te amo antes de adormeceres...
Para te mostrar o teu Norte quando os ponteiros
da tua bússola estiverem confusos..."
(Princesa Titoca Currunca)

Tinha-te comigo, cá dentro
Agora tenho-te comigo, ainda mais perto
Num futuro próximo teremo-nos um ao outro
Para nunca mais deixarmos de NOS ter!
Obrigado Princesa, pelo melhor presente de Natal de SEMPRE!
Um Pouco de TI!

Rainbows...

Um dia disseste:

"Vês, o arco-íris só aparece nos dias de chuva...
...por isso o meu bebé apareceu para mim!

Não foi a mim, soube-o pela pessoa a quem o disseste
Deixas-me sem palavras sabes...
Vou ser sempre o teu arco-íris
Serás sempre a minha Luz
Um dia vai deixar de haver dias de chuva!

Adeus "avó" Rosa...

A hand above the water
An angel reaching for the sky
Is it raining in heaven?
Do you want us to cry?

An everywhere the broken hearted
On every lonely avenue
No-one could reach them
No-one but you

One by one
Only the good die young
Their only flying too close to the sun
And life goes on
Without you

Another tricky situation
I get to drowning in the blues
And I find myself thinking
Well, what would you do?

Yes, it was such an operation
Forever paying every due
Hell, you made a sensation
So you found a way through

One by one
Only the good die young
Their only flying too close to the sun
And we'll remember
Forever

Now the party must be over
I guess we'll never understand
The sense of you're leaving
Was it the way it was planned?

And so we grace another table
Raise our glasses one more time
There's a face at the window
And I ain't never, never saying goodbye

Oh, one by one
Only the good die young
Their only flying too close to the sun
Crying for nothing
Crying for no-one
No-one but you
(Queen - One by one)

As escolhas que fazemos...

"Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference."
(Robert Frost - The road not taken)

... levam-nos por vezes por caminhos que não fazem sentido.
Mas conforme vamos percorrendo o caminho,
o sentido do caminho torna-se claro!
O meu caminho levou-me a ti!
Amo-te Currunquice!