There's a lady who's sure all that glitters is gold And she's buying a stairway to heaven And when she gets there she knows if the stores are closed With a word she can get what she came for
Woe oh oh oh oh oh And she's buying a stairway to heaven
There's a sign on the wall but she wants to be sure And you know sometimes words have two meanings In a tree by the brook there's a songbird who sings Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven
Woe oh oh oh oh oh And she's buying a stairway to heaven
There's a feeling I get when I look to the west And my spirit is crying for leaving In my thoughts I have seen rings of smoke through the trees And the voices of those who stand looking
Woe oh oh oh oh oh And she's buying a stairway to heaven
And it's whispered that soon, if we all call the tune Then the piper will lead us to reason And a new day will dawn for those who stand long And the forest will echo with laughter
And it makes me wonder
If there's a bustle in your hedgerow Don't be alarmed now It's just a spring clean for the May Queen
Yes there are two paths you can go by but in the long run There's still time to change the road you're on
Your head is humming and it won't go in case you don't know The piper's calling you to join him Dear lady can't you hear the wind blow and did you know Your stairway lies on the whispering wind
And as we wind on down the road Our shadows taller than our soul There walks a lady we all know Who shines white light and wants to show How everything still turns to gold And if you listen very hard The tune will come to you at last When all are one and one is all To be a rock and not to roll Woe oh oh oh oh oh And she's buying a stairway to heaven
There's a lady who's sure all that glitters is gold And she's buying a stairway to heaven And when she gets there she knows if the stores are closed With a word she can get what she came for
...não há nada mais perfeito do que o céu! não sei ao certo quantos lápis o desenharam. nem tão pouco, a quantas mãos foi todo ele colorido. mas... há em todo ele: o grande mistério da luz e sombra. afinal quem se lembrou de colorir assim o céu?!... uma Santa Pascoa Bandida:)
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There's a lady who's sure all that glitters is gold
And she's buying a stairway to heaven
And when she gets there she knows if the stores are closed
With a word she can get what she came for
Woe oh oh oh oh oh
And she's buying a stairway to heaven
There's a sign on the wall but she wants to be sure
And you know sometimes words have two meanings
In a tree by the brook there's a songbird who sings
Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven
Woe oh oh oh oh oh
And she's buying a stairway to heaven
There's a feeling I get when I look to the west
And my spirit is crying for leaving
In my thoughts I have seen rings of smoke through the trees
And the voices of those who stand looking
Woe oh oh oh oh oh
And she's buying a stairway to heaven
And it's whispered that soon, if we all call the tune
Then the piper will lead us to reason
And a new day will dawn for those who stand long
And the forest will echo with laughter
And it makes me wonder
If there's a bustle in your hedgerow
Don't be alarmed now
It's just a spring clean for the May Queen
Yes there are two paths you can go by
but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on
Your head is humming and it won't go in case you don't know
The piper's calling you to join him
Dear lady can't you hear the wind blow and did you know
Your stairway lies on the whispering wind
And as we wind on down the road
Our shadows taller than our soul
There walks a lady we all know
Who shines white light and wants to show
How everything still turns to gold
And if you listen very hard
The tune will come to you at last
When all are one and one is all
To be a rock and not to roll
Woe oh oh oh oh oh
And she's buying a stairway to heaven
There's a lady who's sure all that glitters is gold
And she's buying a stairway to heaven
And when she gets there she knows if the stores are closed
With a word she can get what she came for
And she's buying a stairway to heaven,
From a (H)Andy man.
stairs again.
:)
and it makes me wonder...
(getting away...)
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...não há nada mais perfeito do que o céu! não sei ao certo quantos lápis o desenharam. nem tão pouco, a quantas mãos foi todo ele colorido. mas... há em todo ele: o grande mistério da luz e sombra. afinal quem se lembrou de colorir assim o céu?!...
uma Santa Pascoa Bandida:)
arte é a vida.
e há arte muito forte e arte muito fraca...
um ar só te leve o sorriso d'acolher...
porque tudo o de material se deixa nesta vida, a arte é de facto o que se leva de bom na alma :)
beijinho grande, bandida.
Com uma bandida assim
candidato-me a ser assaltado
....beijinhos para a bandida....
a stairway to heaven that's what I need. or to hell. in purgatory nothing happens...
beautifull
coelhinho
esta da arte deve ser do duchamp...
pop andy...
então, em ascese, bandida?
olhamos para as escada... olhamos para o elevador... elevador, claro!!
com licença, que vamos fechar a porta. lotação esgotada, desculpem.
...
..olha-me sempre e assim, minha B.
com esse Teu azul...tão cor de céu.
...obrigada.saudades e
grande beijo.meu.
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Totalmente Bandida ...
:))
b*
querida bandida, venho deixar-lhe um grande beijinho com os votos de uma doce páscoa.
Hoje fui ver o "Caramel" e sai da sala de cinema feliz!Belo, emocionante, divertido, cru e com uma banda sonora fantastica!
Vidas ´com as quais tantas de nós nos identificamos.
Sabes que mais obrigada pelo "convite" que me fizeste para ir ver o filme.Amei!
um bjo B
Art, in fact, is the way to.
(inventei agora)
Cumprimentos
arte bandida e sempre em fuga.
férias cheias de bandidagem artística.
beijo
Led Zeppelin, triste tal como convém à época, mas poético!
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