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Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.

You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.

Percebi que este blog nasceu há um ano, neste mês.
Fica a música da estrada das árvores com riscas brancas. Uma memória.

So long

Standing at the door of the Pink Flamingo
in "Say hello, wave goodbye", lyrics by Marc Almond.

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Sweetheart bitterheart now I can tell you apart
Cosy and cold, put the horse before the cart

Goin' up?

Elevator music

piped music or muzak, refers to the gentle, bland instrumental arrangements of popular music designed for play in shopping malls, grocery stores, telephone systems (while the caller is on hold), cruise ships, airports, and of course, elevators. The term is also frequently applied as a generic term for any form of easy listening or MOR music, or to the type of recordings once commonly heard on "beautiful music" radio stations.

isn't it good

Floresta norueguesa

Como se fosse um duende de uma floresta de pinheiros nórdicos, ontem alguém assobiava esta música na rua

And when i awoke i was alone, this bird had flown.
So i lit a fire, isn't it good, norwegian wood.


I once had a girl, or should i say, she once had me.
She showed me her room, isn't it good, norwegian wood?
She asked me to stay and she told me to sit anywhere,
So i looked around and i noticed there wasn't a chair.
I sat on a rug, biding my time, drinking her wine.
We talked until two and then she said, "it's time for bed".
She told me she worked in the morning and started to laugh.
I told her i didn't and crawled off to sleep in the bath.
And when i awoke i was alone, this bird had flown.
So i lit a fire, isn't it good, norwegian wood.

Atas-me?