sábado, 27 de janeiro de 2007




Just a perfect day,
Drink Sangria in the park,
And then later, when it gets dark,
We go home.
Just a perfect day,
Feed animals in the zoo
Then later, a movie, too,
And then home.
Oh it's such a perfect day,
I'm glad I spent it with you.
Oh such a perfect day,
You just keep me hanging on,
You just keep me hanging on.



Just a perfect day,
Problems all left alone,
Weekenders on our own.
It's such fun.

Just a perfect day,
You made me forget myself.
I thought I was someone else,
Someone good.


Oh it's such a perfect day,
I'm glad I spent it with you.
Oh such a perfect day,
You just keep me hanging on,
You just keep me hanging on.
You're going to reap just what you sow,
You're going to reap just what you sow,
You're going to reap just what you sow,
You're going to reap just what you sow...
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(letra: Perfect Day, de Lou Reed //
imagens: 1ª - Estava à tua espera, de Rúben;
restantes - da net, via google)

2 comentários:

Anónimo disse...

Porque é que quando temos alguém especial músicas como esta não fazem já tanto sentido? Faz sentido é quando não temos ninguém... Bem, este é o meu pensamento. Masoquista? Talvez.

Beijo

Rosalina Simão Nunes disse...

curioso esse teu pensamento, abssinto...