Por cá se sente o cheiro a saudade. Com determinação cura-se a dor com uma boa dose de analgésicos...
Para quem não conhece, fica aqui o nome de Emiliana Torrini, do álbum "fisherman's women" escolhi...
At least it was
I thought I saw you on the train
I hid behind some men
I had never seen you look so good
I’m glad you're doing well
I went out for a walk today
To think of things unsaid
Of course I found I'd said too much
So I laid all that to rest
And when the day falls
I guess it was love
And when the day falls
At least it was...
You thought of the name to call me
I guess that’s how it goes
I know a few with the same name
Yes, I’m sad I’m one of those
Ungraceful as I am in loving
And leaving I'm the same
It’s way too late to say I’m sorry
But I’ll say it anyway
And when the day forwards
I guess it was love
And when the day forwards
At least it was...
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