Eu acho injusto que a minha semana de comemoração dos 22 anos seja ofuscada pela semana de comemoração dos 40 anos da Globo. Ok, a Globo fez uma festa de arromba na terça, com a presença do elenco inteiro, mas se eu falei algo da Grobo, falei semana passada para não perder o vinco. Ok, na quarta, enquanto aguardava meu orientador eu me encontrei com o Zeca Camargo. Ontem teve uma novelinha, se o mais legal é ler e acompanhar a novela da Vida Real. E hoje haverá um Globo Repórter só sobre jornalismo, mas o boletim semanal da Guarda do Conde continua sendo o mais atual (quer dizer, quase).
Mas poxa, a Grobo é a curtura nacional, na festa a Sandy se perdeu feio na letra de Gabriela, Cravo e Canela, e ainda por cima, eles quiseram mostrar uma ironia do passado cantando "Brasil, mostra a tua cara" e "Que país é este?". Então, vou colocar também duas músicas. Uma, é a ironia do passado, e a outra, a ironia do presente. Cambada de invejosos essa Grobo!!!
TO THE MOON AND BACK (Savage Garden)
She's taking her time making up the reasons
To justify all the hurt inside
Guess she knows from the smiles and the look in their eyes
Everyone's got a theory about the bitter one
They're saying, "Mama never loved her much"
And, "Daddy never keeps in touch
That's why she shies away from human affection"
But somewhere in a private place
She packs her bags for outer space
And now she's waiting for the right kind of pilot to come
And she'll say to him
I would fly to the moon and back if you'll be...
If you'll be my baby
Got a ticket for a world where we belong
So would you be my baby?
She can't remember a time when she felt needed
If love was red then she was color blind
All her friends they've been tried for treason
And crimes that were never defined
She's saying, "Love is like a barren place,
And reaching out for human faith
Is like a journey I just don't have a map for"
So baby's gonna take a dive and
Push the shift to overdrive
Send a signal that she's hanging
All her hopes on the stars
What a pleasant dream
She's sayin
I would fly to the moon and back if you'll be...
If you'll be my baby
Got a ticket for a world where we belong
So would you be my baby?
Mama never loved her much
And, Daddy never keeps in touch
That's why she shies away from human affection
But somewhere in a private place
She packs her bags for outer space
And now she's waiting for the right kind of pilot to come
And she'll say to him
She's sayin
I would fly to the moon and back if you'll be...
If you'll be my baby
Got a ticket for a world where we belong
So would you be my baby?
I would fly to the moon and back if you'll be...
If you'll be my baby
Got a ticket for a world where we belong
So would you be my baby?
SOMEWHERE ONLY WE KNOW (Keane)
I walked across an empty land
I knew the pathway like the back of my hand
I felt the earth beneath my feet
Sat by the river and it made me complete
Oh simple thing where have you gone
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin
I came across a fallen tree
I felt the branches of it looking at me
Is this the place we used to love?
Is this the place that I've been dreaming of?
Oh simple thing where have you gone
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin
And if you have a minute why don't we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go
Somewhere only we know?
Oh simple thing where have you gone
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin
So if you have a minute why don't we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go
So why don't we go
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go
Somewhere only we know?
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