quinta-feira, 22 de novembro de 2012

sábado, 10 de novembro de 2007

...Bridge to Terabithia...


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3SvqEIKP4t8

...You’ve got to keep your mind wind open
All the possibilities
You’ve got to live with your eyes open
Believe in what you see...




sábado, 3 de novembro de 2007

Amour, Amour, Je t'aime un tant...




Suis-je vraiment coupable ?
Quel crime ai-je commis ?
Je n’ai pas mérité cette vie misérable.
Si un prince charmant ne vient pas m’enlever
Je fais ici serment que j’irai le trouver
Moi-même


Amour...Amour...Je t'aime un tant...

...

~*Recette du Cake d'Amour*~

Préparez votre, préparez votre pâte
Dans une jatte, dans une jatte plate
Et sans plus de discours
Allumez votre, allumez votre four
Prenez de la, prenez de la farine
Versez dans la, versez dans la terrine
Quatre mains bien pesées
Autour d'un puits creux,
autour d'un puits creusé
Choisissez quatre,
choisissez quatre oeufs frais
Qu'ils soient du ma,
qu'ils soient du matin faits
Car à plus de vingt jours
Un poussin sort,
un poussin sort toujours
Un bol entier, un bol entier de lait
Bien crémeux s'il,
bien crémeux s'il vous plaît
De sucre parsemez
Et vous amalga, et vous amalgamez
Une main de, une main de beurre fin
Un souffle de, un souffle de levain
Une larme de miel
Et un soupçon, et un soupçon de sel
Il est temps à, il est temps à présent
Tandis que vous,
tandis que vous brassez
De glisser un présent
Pour votre fian, pour votre fiancé
Un souhait d'a,
un souhait d'amour s'impose
Tandis que la, que la pâte repose
Lissez le plat de beurre
Et laissez cuire,
et laissez cuire une heure...

quarta-feira, 31 de outubro de 2007

THIS IS HALLOWEEN!!!


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xpvdAJYvofI


Boys and girls of every age
Wouldn't you like to see something strange?

Come with us and you will see
This, our town of Halloween

This is Halloween, this is Halloween
Pumpkins scream in the dead of night

This is Halloween, everybody make a scene
Trick or treat till the neighbor's gonna die of fright
It's our town, everybody scream
In this town of Halloween

I am the one hiding under your bed
Teeth ground sharp and eyes glowing red

I am the one hiding under your stairs
Fingers like snakes and spiders in my hair

This is Halloween, this is Halloween

Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween!
In this town we call home
Everyone hail to the pumpkin song

In this town, don't we love it now?
Everybody's waiting for the next surprise

'Round that corner, man, hiding in the trash can
Something's waiting now to pounce, and how you'll --

Scream!

This Is Halloween

Red and black

And slimy green

Aren't you scared?

Well, that's just fine
Say it once, say it twice
Take a chance and roll the dice
Ride with the moon in the dead of night

Everybody scream, everybody scream

In our town of Halloween

I am the clown with the tear-away face
Here in a flash and gone without a trace

I am the "who" when you call "Who's there?"
I am the wind blowing through your hair

I am the shadow on the moon at night
Filling your dreams to the brim with fright

This is Halloween, this is Halloween
Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween!
Halloween! Halloween!

Tender lumplings everywhere
Life's no fun without a good scare

That's our job, but we're not mean
In our town of Halloween

In this town

Don't we love it now?

Everyone's waiting for the next surprise

Skeleton Jack might catch you in the back
And scream like a banshee
Make you jump out of your skin
This is Halloween, everybody scream
Won't ya please make way for a very special guy

Our man Jack is king of the pumpkin patch
Everyone hail to the Pumpkin King now

This is Halloween, this is Halloween
Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween!

In this town we call home
Everyone hail to the pumpkin song

La (la, la, la, la), la (la, la, la, la)
La (Halloween), la, la (Halloween)
La (la, la, la, la), la (la, la, la, la)
La (Halloween), la, la (Halloween)
La (la, la, la, la), la (la, la, la, la)
La (Halloween), la, la (Halloween)
La (la, la, la, la), la, la (la, la, la, la)
La (la, la, la, la), wheee

domingo, 28 de outubro de 2007

O Conto da Rosa





...Há muito, muito tempo atrás...

Em um país triste e cinzento...

Havia uma enorme montanha de pedra negra e áspera...

Ao cair da tarde, em cima dessa montanha florecia todas as noites uma rosa mágica...

Que dava imortalidade a quem a colhesse...

Mas ninguém se atrevia a chegar perto dela, pois seus espinhos eram cheios de um veneno mortal...

Então, entre os homens, contavam-se histórias de dor e morte...

Mas nunca falava-se da promessa de vida eterna...

Porque os homens temem a dor mais do que desejam imortalidade...

Então todos os dias a rosa florecia incapaz de doar seu presente...

Sozinha e esquecida no topo daquela montanha...

Esquecida até o fim dos dias...