Vontade

Traço um caminho comprido.
E vou percorrendo a medo.
E nesse caminho comprido que percorro a medo, estás tu.
Teimo. Acredito. Continuo.
Surda.
Finalmente, surda.
Por isso, escolhi.
Fui eu que escolhi, percorrer este caminho comprido.
Mesmo, que o faça a medo

Aqua

Almourol ao fundo - Setembro de 2005 

Carroça

Mais uma... do mesmo dia. 

Outono

Tarde de 25 de Setembro - Barquinha 

Na verdade...

...não me tem apetecido escrever.


Tarde de 25 de Setembro - Arripiado

Cá está ela

Ponte da Chamusca - 25 de Setembro 

Hora do chá

Definitivamente... antes e depois.
Finalmente, tenho música no blog.

REM - Everybody Hurts

When the day is long ... and the night
the night is yours alone
when you think you've had enough... of this life, well hang on.

Don't let yourself go
cause everybody cries
and everybody hurts... sometimes.

Sometimes everything is wrong.
Now it's time to sing along.
When your day is night alone (hold on, hold on)
if you feel like letting go (hold on)
when you're sure you've had too much... of this life, well hang
on.

cause everybody hurts... sometimes
Take comfort in your friends
Everybody hurts.

Don't throw your hand. Oh, no.
Don't throw your hand.
If you feel like you're alone,
no, no, no, you're not alone

If you're on your own... in this life,
the days and nights are long
when you sure you've had too much ... of this life, to hang
on.

Well, everybody hurts sometimes, everybody cries.
Sometimes
And everybody hurts ... sometimes.

And everybody hurts sometimes. So, hold on, hold on.
Hold on, hold on. Hold on, hold on. Hold on, hold on.

Everybody hurts. You are not alone.