“A house is made of walls and beams; a home is built with love and dreams.”
Da queda, um passo de dança...Do medo, uma escada...Do sonho, uma ponte...Da procura, um encontro!
"And I'll dance with you in Vienna I'll be wearing a river's disguise The hyacinth wild on my shoulder, My mouth on the dew of your thighs And I'll bury my soul in a scrapbook, With the photographs there, and the moss And I'll yield to the flood of your beauty My cheap violin and my cross And you'll carry me down on your dancing To the pools that you lift on your wrist Oh my love, Oh my love Take this waltz, take this waltz It's yours now. It's all that there is"
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