Já em contagem decrescente, aproximasse mais um aniversário!
Desta vez meu...
Para comemorar o meu nascimento e com alguma alegria, a pessoa que sou hoje....

Eu gosto de mim...

E é bom saber que, para alguém sou uma super mulher... capaz de tudo... possíveis e impossíveis.
Capaz de arranjar aquilo que todos dizem já não ter solução... de fazer aparecer o que já se diz desaparecido...
Os anos passam e, o fôlego desta criança no corpo duma mulher, vai-se perdendo para tantas velas...
As prendas deixaram de ser surpreendentes para serem as necessárias.
A vida ensinou-me que há prioridades a respeitar, regras e politicas na arte de bem sobreviver...
O lixado é que sempre fui uma aluna rebelde... daquelas que passavam à rasquinha porque se distraíam muito...
Na verdade, ainda hoje sou assim.
Continuam a acreditar nas minhas capacidades.. e eu, continuo a responder ás mesmas.
Mas esta super mulher, mortal... precisa de energias... muitas.
E vai busca-las onde outros nem sonham...
A um mundo só seu, fechado a sete chaves...

I tried to kill those ghosts inside of me
That voice you spoke is yelling in my ears
And I don't believe in love fools...
I'd like to have those eyes you want to kiss

Wishing something
I wish I had that voice you want to hear
I believe in
And I don't believe in love fools
Do you feel something
This feeling is so hard that I can't breathe
Wishing something
I wish you'd touch my hair when I'm asleep

And I don't know
And I don't believe in love fools
I'm tired of this
The words you wrote are putting me away
I'm tired of that
I know that love was for somebody else
And I don't know... me, myself and I

You and I know
You and I try
You and I ran
Leaving old stories far behind

And it feels good
And it's so warm
Having those eyes
Playing with me, myself and I...

I tried to kill those ghosts inside of me
The voice you spoke is yelling in my ears
And I don't know
And I don't believe in love fools...
I'd like to have those eyes you want to kiss

Wishing something
I wish I had that voice you want to hear
I believe in...
And I don't believe in love fools
I believe in me... me myself and I... me, myself and I

You and I know
You and I try
You and I run
Leaving old stories far behind

And it feels good
And it's so warm
Having those eyes
Playing with me, myself and I...

I'm tired of this... I'm tired of that...

You and I know
You and I try
You and I ran
Leaving old stories far behind

And it feels good
And it's so warm
Having those eyes
Playing with me, myself and I...

The Gift - me, myself and I