A pontuar desde 2003.

quinta-feira, novembro 18, 2004

O sol é bonito, alimenta as plantas, a ver o pôr-do-sol, tu já não jantas.*

A honeymoon at last,
to get away from it all
My assistant Fe gave me the call.

I remember it well,
as she was smilin'
She said it was called Turtle Island.

I packed my bags
light and quick,
Then grabbed my pink dress & favorite lipstick.

We hopped on a plane
and took our flight
I slept really well, all through the night.

As we arrive,
I turn and look out the door,
People are greeting us right at the shore.

A meal, a shower
and some ice cream
Then I threw my man down, you know what I mean!

Magical nights
filled with stars
Silence is golden, no running cars.

Private dinners,
romantic fires
Little piece of heaven, whatever your heart desires.

Friendly "hellos"
and never goodbyes
When you're having fun, oh, how time flies!

As we sit and prepare
to make our part
I thank you, Turtle Island, with all my heart!

Poema de Britney Spears, escrito depois da sua lua-de-mel.

Zé Mário, Pedro, desculpem lá ter que ser eu dar-vos a má nova, mas mais vale pousarem a caneta e o bloco. É que, a partir desta obra seminal, a poesia como a conhecemos nunca mais será a mesma.

*Verso original do meu bom amigo Rodrigo, escrito numa época especialmente conturbada da vida do artista, algures entre a terceira e a quarta classe.

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