terça-feira, 20 de novembro de 2007

So spend your youth on poetry, and spend your cash at play
Each line upon my face is for a girl who went away
A kiss, a song, are fleeting things and fame will always stray
So I'll tell the truth, the best spent youth, is the one you give away.

Drinking, drinking
Drinking and not thinking
Drinking, drinking
We'll go drinking in the day


Drinking, drinking
Drinking and not thinking
Drinking, drinking
We'll go drinking in the day


Drinking, drinking
Drinking and not thinking
Drinking, drinking
We'll go drinking in the day




apesar da insustentabilidade da leveza,
é bom ser leve as vezes.

vou aproveitar o momento.
:)



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