- Pq vc me pede tanta aspirina?
Não estou reclamando, embora isso custe dinheiro.
- É para eu não me doer.
- Como é que é? Hein? Você se dói?
- Eu me dôo o tempo todo.
- Aonde?
- Dentro, não sei explicar.'

[ Clarice Lispector - A Hora da Estrela ]

Something

Something in the way she moves
Attracts me like no other lover
Something in the way she woos me

I don't want to leave her now
You know I believe and how

Somewhere in her smile she knows
That I don't need no other lover
Something in her style that shows me

I don't want to leave her now
You know I believe and how

You're asking me will my love grow
I don't know, I don't know
You stick around now it may show
I don't know, I don't know

Something in the way she knows
And all I have to do is think of her
Something in the things she shows me

I don't want to leave her now
You know I believe and how


me falta palavras pra escrever um poema, e me falta vontade de demonstrar qualquer coisa confusa que eu esteja sentindo. mas sigo sorrindo ...