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"A Janela

Certa vez, dois homens estavam seriamente doentes na mesma enfermaria de um grande hospital. O cômodo era bem pequeno e nele havia uma janela que dava para o mundo. Um dos homens tinha, como parte do seu tratamento, permissão para sentar-se na cama por uma hora durante as tardes (algo que tinha a ver com a drenagem de fluido de seus pulmões). Sua cama ficava perto da janela.

O outro, contudo, tinha de passar todo o seu tempo deitado de barriga para cima. Todas as tardes, quando o homem cuja cama ficava perto da janela era colocado em posição sentada, passava o tempo descrevendo o que via lá fora.

A janela dava para um parque onde havia um lago. Havia patos e cisnes no lago, e as crianças iam atirar-lhes pão e colocar na água barcos de brinquedo. Jovens namorados caminhavam de mãos dadas entre as árvores, e havia flores, gramados e jogos de bola. E ao fundo, por trás da fileira de árvores, avistava-se o belo contorno dos prédios da cidade.

O homem deitado ouvia o sentado descrever tudo isso, apreciando todos os minutos. Ouviu sobre como uma criança quase caiu no lago e sobre como as garotas estavam bonitas em seus vestidos de verão. As descrições do seu amigo eventualmente o fizeram sentir que quase podia ver o que estava acontecendo lá fora...

Então, em uma bela tarde, ocorreu-lhe um pensamento: Por que o homem que ficava perto da janela deveria ter todo o prazer de ver o que estava acontecendo? Por que ele não podia ter essa chance? Sentiu-se envergonhado, mas quanto mais tentava não pensar assim, mais queria uma mudança. Faria qualquer coisa!

Numa noite, enquanto olhava para o teto, o outro homem subitamente acordou tossindo e sufocando, suas mãos procurando o botão que faria a enfermeira vir correndo. Mas ele o observou sem se mover... mesmo quando o som de respiração parou. De manha, a enfermeira encontrou o outro homem morto e, silenciosamente, levou embora o seu corpo.

Logo que pareceu apropriado, o homem perguntou se poderia ser colocado na cama perto da janela. Então colocaram-no lá, aconchegaram-no sob as cobertas e fizeram com que se sentisse bastante confortável. No minuto em que saíram, ele apoiou-se sobre um cotovelo, com dificuldade e sentindo muita dor, e olhou para fora da janela.

Viu apenas um muro...

E a vida é, sempre foi e será aquilo que nós a tornamos.



Bom dia!! Boa sorte!!

Abraços Com Amor

Ligia Barreto"


Faço da Ligia Barreto minhas palavras, Bom dia! Boa Sorte!!

Abraços com amor

Hoje

Procuro na janela de cada casa um sinal teu. Um reflexo amigo, um olhar quente. Não sei quem és nem onde estás.
Sei que te vou encontrar.
Hoje, amanha, aqui ou ali.
Cá te espero, apaixonante desconhecida

Fat Freddy's Drop

Wandering Eye



When I wanna see right through you
Flyin', highin', Freddy voodoo
lucid dreaming, magic wonder
can you see this, spell I'm under?
make you wander with that rhythm
feel it moving, through your system
step on, steppers, step up to it
all you got to, do is, do it

do it yeah, yeah
we come to do it yeah, yeah (x3)

I got the wandering eye
Mmm
I got the wandering eye
Mmm Hmm
I got the wandering eye
Mmm
I got the wandering eye
oh you know I got it, oh you know

Spots on, it's a crazy scene
everybody gets a picture in my magazine
just like a...paparazzi
you won't even ask me, no no
well all you got to do is
just short people look up high
can't help but spy from my wandering eye
something beginning with the capital cool
capital you, if you could only check my view

we come to do it yeah, yeah (x5)

I got the wandering eye
Mmm
I got the wandering eye
Mmm Hmm
I got the wandering eye
Mmm
I got the wandering eye

oh you know I got it, oh you know

Feels like I can't sit still
when I got it, when I got it
all around, hours they keep on searching
oh I got it
yes I got it

when will this cease?
ever gonna end?
Lost my family, I lost my friends
faces familiar, far from the same
come a little closer, let me know your name
Ooh step into the light, sweet one
so I can see who you are
cross your name in the moonlight, yeah
cross your name in the streetlight, yeah-eah
you know, you know, you're looking so good
you're looking so fine, yeah
I can tell by the way that you're looking up high
sweet one (x4)
I can tell by the way (x3)

i got to look up (high)
i got to look up (high)
i got to look up (high)
i got to look up (high, yeah)

i got to look up (high)
i got to look up (high)
i got to look up (high)
i got to look up (high, yeah)

i got to look up (high)
i got to look up (high)
i got to look up (high)
i got to look up (high, yeah)
(high)
(high)
(high)
(high, yeah)

high
high
high
high, yeah

high
high
high
high, yeah

high
high
high
high, yeah

high
high
high
high, yeah

Roady




You know it feels so good yea yeah

you know it feels so good, when I know you're skanking with me
so good when i know you're skanking
so good when you do

yes it feels so good, when I know you're rocking with me
so good when i know you're rocking
so good when you do

x2

I said it feels so good I never wanted to leave
im back on the mic and we do it with ease
and lovin every minute when we get on the ...
we take the music to the limit when we loving and living

say where do you go
where do you go
well I'd really like to know
oh where�d you go

when it all comes down to it
and the pressure's on for life
how do you keep skanking through the darkness to the light
how do you ride it through
like its your nature too
well I've been watching you
watching the things you do
I see the way you groove
make me believe your ways
where do you go to play
show me that peaceful place
that peaceful place yea

I'm back, yo I'm a Sheelahroc the microphone
who's back, Fat Freddys me we all up in the zone
special editions and balance down in the south created
I had a plan to elevate and so I elevate it
a blue sky, the heavens going far beyond
expectations for myself and where I came from
open your eyes and take a look at what's before you now
you better know how to do it you bet I'll show you how
I've got the lyrics, and I've got the beats
put it all together collaboration complete, no defeat
even if you don't like us you'll just do it for the love of music, yeah
we do it for the love of music yeah
do it for the love of music
do it for the love of music
do it for the love of music
do it for the love of music
do it for the love of music
do it for the love of music
do it for the love of music
do it for the love of music
do it for the love of music wo-oh-oh

spark to the fire, push to the flame
mentally project positive all day
can't stand the limit, down to the one drop minor
all together on the fire
FIRE!, and push to the flame
mentally project positive all day
can't stand the limit
do it for the love of music wo-oh-oh
fire
fire
fire
do it for the love of music wo-oh-oh
fire
fire
fire
fire

I see, on the horizon
we come to burn bright
pushing for the truth and the right
we come we don't stop
free flow moving with the drop
taking it to multiple directions
pulling you where, we're universal connections
free soul collective, I'm respective
never dwelling on the negative, I respect this
beat this jam, putting in work for the rasta plan
keeping it fresh for the heads who be
non-stop dropping it naturally
dropping on a regular basis
dropping on a regular basis, we
dropping on a regular basis, we
be dropping on a regular
on a regular basis

Grey Streey

Oh look at how she listens
She says nothing of what she thinks
She just goes stumbling through her memories
Staring out on to Grey Street

She thinks, “Hey,
How did I come to this?
I dream myself a thousand times around the world,
But I can’t get out of this place”

There’s an emptiness inside her
And she’d do anything to fill it in
But all the colors mix together - to grey
And it breaks her heart

How she wishes it was different
She prays to God most every night
And though she swears it doesn’t listen
There’s still a hope in her it might

She says, “I pray
But they fall on deaf ears,
Am I supposed to take it on myself?
To get out of this place”

There’s loneliness inside her
And she’d do anything to fill it in
And though it’s red blood bleeding from her now
It feels like cold blue ice in her heart
When all the colors mix together - to grey
And it breaks her heart

There’s a stranger speaks outside her door
Says take what you can from your dreams
Make them as real as anything
It’d take the work out of the courage

But she says, “Please
There’s a crazy man that’s creeping outside my door,
I live on the corner of Grey Street and the end of the world”

There’s an emptiness inside her
And she’d do anything to fill it in
And though it’s red blood bleeding from her now
It’s more like cold blue ice in her heart
She feels like kicking out all the windows
And setting fire to this life
She could change everything about her using colors bold and bright
But all the colors mix together - to grey
And it breaks her heart
It breaks her heart
To grey