domingo, 27 de novembro de 2005

Portugal é o país do fado! Da lamentação! Do dizer mal!

Quantos de nós, recorrendo a um serviço e recebendo em casa, desse serviço que nos foi prestado um inquérito e respondemos?
Bem se tivermos razões de queixa, com certeza que no dia seguinte está lá o inquérito, mas quantos é que, correspondo o serviço ao mínimo que é exigido, responde?

Porque havemos de reconhecer o que está mal e não dar crédito a quem cumpre?

domingo, 20 de novembro de 2005

Como me vou sentindo!

BLEEDING ME

I'm digging my way
I'm digging my way to something
I'm digging my way to something better

I'm pushing to stay
I'm pushing to stay with something
I'm pushing to stay with something better

I'm sowing the seeds
I'm sowing the seeds I've taken
I'm sowing the seeds I take for granted

This thorn in my side
This thorn in my side is from the tree
This thorn in my side is from the tree I've planted

It tears me and I bleed
And I bleed

Caught under wheels' roll
I take the leech, I'm bleeding me
Can't stop to save my soul
I take the leash that's leading me
I'm bleeding me
I can't take it
Caught under wheels' roll
The bleeding of me
Of me
The bleeding of me

I am the beast that feeds the feast
I am the blood, I am release

Come make me pure
Bleed me a cure
I'm caught, I'm caught, I'm caught under

Caught under wheels' roll
I take that leech, I'm bleeding me
Can't stop to save my soul
I take the leash that's leading me
I'm bleeding me
I can't take it
I can't take it
I can't take it
The bleeding of me

I'm digging my way
I'm digging my way to something
I'm digging my way to something better

I'm pushing to stay
I'm pushing to stay with something
I'm pushing to stay with something better
With something better

Metallica - LOAD
Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich and Kirk Hammett
Copyright © 1996 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)International Copyright Secured All Rights Reserved

sábado, 12 de novembro de 2005

O que nos leva, manha após manhã, verão ou inverno, a vestir os fatos e, apanhar umas ondas?
No inverno o frio e a chuva, no verão os veraneantes e a escassez de ondas.

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