Ora aqui está algo de que preciso a sério!

Eu sei que o "Já te contei?..." tem andado novamente fora de ritmo, mas com o início da minha nova aventura, o tempo que me sobra para pensar e divagar torna-se quase inexistente, quanto mais para materializar o pensamento em palavras publicáveis...

Toma lá esta musiquinha, a fazer lembrar os pindéricos dos anos 80 (que eu adoro), e que, só pelo título, nos deixa logo a sonhar com coisas boas.

Relaxa. Eu vou tentar fazer o mesmo. Ainda por cima estamos perto de um fim de semana prolongado. IUPI!!!



Took a right to the end of the line
Where no one ever goes.
Ended up on a broken train with nobody I know.
But the pain and the (longings) the same.
(Where the dying
Now I’m lost and I’m screaming for help.)

Relax, take it easy
For there is nothing that we can do.
Relax, take it easy
Blame it on me or blame it on you.

It’s as if I’m scared.
It’s as if I’m terrified.
It’s as if I scared.
It’s as if I’m playing with fire.
Scared.
It’s as if I’m terrified.
Are you scared?
Are we playing with fire?

Relax
There is an answer to the darkest times.
It’s clear we don’t understand but the last thing on my mind
Is to leave you.
I believe that we’re in this together.
Don’t scream – there are so many roads left.

Relax, take it easy
For there is nothing that we can do.
Relax, take it easy
Blame it on me or blame it on you.

It’s as if I’m scared.
It’s as if I’m terrified.
It’s as if I scared.
It’s as if I’m playing with fire.
Scared.
It’s as if I’m terrified.
Are you scared?
Are we playing with fire?

Relax