Literatura filosofia humor poesia



terça-feira, 30 de junho de 2009

La Belleza será comestible o no será



Burning Love; Salvador. Burning Giraffe, Elvis.

Girl, girl, girl, you
gonna set me on fire!
Cause your kisses lift me higher
And you fuel my morning sky - with burning love!
Uh-uh-uh, I feel my temperature raising!
Burning, burning,
burning - and nothing can cool me!
I just might turn into smoke
But I feel fine!...

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