(E porque há músicas/ letras "simplesmente" tão fantásticas com que nos identificamos...)
I’ve become tired of wasting my time,
thinking about choises that I’ve made.
Because I can’t move forward while looking behind,
The only thing I can do now is change yhe way I used to be.
Because now it seems crystal clear to me ...
That you’re so much more than a memory.
You’re so much more than a memory ...
It wasn’t fair for me just to go and act like I know what you’ve been throught,
Because I wasn’t there and I’ll never know.
I couldn’t see from your point of view,
But I’m doing all I can for you to see that I understand…
That you’re so much more than a memory,
yeah you’re so much more than a memory.
So don’t close the door on what still can be on you and me,
Cause you’re so much more than a memory…
Please don’t go,
Because I finally know that the past is gone and I know that I was wrong,
Please don’t go,
Because I finally know that the past is gone and I know that I was wrong,
I was wrong ...
By Hoobastank
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Grândola, swarthy town*
Land of brotherhood
'Tis the people who command the most
Inside of you, o city
Inside of you, o city
'Tis the people who command the most
Land of brotherhood
Grândola, swarthy town
On every corner, a friend
In every face, equality
Grândola, swarthy town
Land of brotherhood
Land of brotherhood
Grândola, swarthy town
In every face, equality
'Tis the people who command the most
In the shadow of an holm oak
That none now know its age
I swore to have as my companion
Grândola, if it's your will
Grândola, if it's your will
I swore to have as my companion
In the shadow of an holm oak
That none now know its age
Quarta-feira, 25 de Abril de 2007
Freedom Day
We are celebrating a holiday here in Portugal.
It is Freedom Day!
33 years ago a military coup put an end to a 48 year old dictatorship in Portugal. It was the beginning of the "third wave of democratization" as Samuel P. Huntington called it. The coup was followed by two years of political and social turmoil. There were constant friction between liberal democratic forces and communist ones. The African colonial wars ended and the colonies got their independence (a handover of power with no free elections). And the Portuguese people and politicians had to learn how to live with the rules of democracy.
Those were hard times.
But today we live in a liberal democracy. And we enjoy freedom.
For the Bahá’í Community the Revolution meant the end of oppression and persecution by the former political police. At last we were free to gather, to teach the Faith,… we were free to be Bahá'ís. In 1975, the Baha’i Community of Portugal was official recognized as a religious community.
As a Bahá’í celebrating Freedom Day, my thoughts are with those followers of the Baha’i Faith in other countries who do not enjoy freedom. I hope they will live to celebrate a holiday like Freedom Day.
prontos... desisto de lvantar aqui as folhas caídas... elas perdem-se no cyberespaço... Que pena...!
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