la revancha del papel

hanging on

9

replace your senses

nothing left to share

A bigger bang

Let go.The sea will take care...

aftertaste

back to black

23 de centimetri

dimineata

sarbatoare

bones

Elena

"Come, let me sing into your ear;
Those dancing days are gone,
All that silk and satin gear;
Crouch upon a stone,
Wrapping that foul body up
In as foul a rag:
I carry the sun in a golden cup.
The moon in a silver bag."

Carla Bruni-'Those dancing days are gone'

we don't stop playing because we get old,
we get old because we stop playing.

"Quem não tem pra quem se dar, o dia é igual à noite
Tempo parado no ar, há dias, calor, insônia, oh! noite
Quem ama vive a sonhar de dia"

Djavan-'Boa noite'

pink thoughts

heaven and hell

true love waits in haunted attics

thinking about you