Bom Dia =)

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Fly Me To The Moon

Forever Gentlemen 

Fly me to the moon and
Let me play among the stars
Let me see what spring is like
On Jupiter and Mars
In other words, hold my hand
In other words, darling, kiss me

Fill my heart with song and
Let me sing for ever more
You are all I long for
All I worship and adore
In other words, please, be true
In other words, I love you

Fill my heart with song and
Let me sing for ever more
You are all I long for
All I worship and adore
In other words, please, be true
In other words
In other words
I, I love, I love you

E Tudo Dará Certo!

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Organizando Bijouterias

Outro dia, ao me arrumar para um evento, fui procurar os brincos que já havia planejado usar e só encontrei um brinco, perdi um tempão procurando o par, mas não dei sorte...

Após isso, fui forçada a reorganizar meu armário - comecei pelos acessórios, mas encontrei as maquiagens bem necessitadas de uma organização - , para não ficar feito barata tonta procurando e, ao final, ser obrigada a mudar tudo!!! 

Encontrei dicas bem legais - super práticas e acessíveis - para organizar os acessórios, que posto aqui abaixo :)

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Parabéns, Advogados!!!

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Feelings

Vigon Bamy Jay 

Feelings, nothing more than feeling
Trying to forget my feelings of love
Teardrops, rolling down on my face
Trying to forget my feelings of love

Feelings, for all my life I'll feel it
I wish I'd never met you, girl
You'll never come again
(Feeling, woh, woh, woh, feeling)
(Woh, woh woh, feeling)
Again in my arms

Dis-lui
Fais-ça pour moi, dis-lui
Que j'ai bien fini, oui
D'être malheureux
Dis-lui
Que plus jamais, dis-lui
Je ne pense elle
Quand tu la verras
Dis-lui

Dis-lui
Que j'aime une autre fille
Dis-lui tout ce que tu voudras
Mais il faut qu'elle te croit

Oh, oh, oh, dis-lui
Oh, oh, oh, dis-lui
N'importe quoi

Dis-lui
Oh, oh, oh, dis-lui
Oh, oh, oh, dis-lui
Qu'elle n'est plus rien pour moi

Adeus, Melodia

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02.08.2017

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You Know I'm No Good

Amy Winehouse 

Meet you downstairs in the bar and heard
Your rolled up sleeves in your skull T-shirt
You say "why did you do it with him today?"
And sniffed me out like I was Tanqueray

'Cause you're my fella, my guy
Hand me your Stella and fly
By the time I'm out the door
You tear me down like Roger Moore

I cheated myself
Like I knew I would
I told you I was trouble
You know that I'm no good

Upstairs in bed with my ex-boy
He's in a place, but I can't get joy
Thinking on you in the final throes
This is when my buzzer goes

Run out to meet your chips and pitta
You say when "we're married",
'Cause you're not bitter
"There'll be none of him no more"
I cried for you on the kitchen floor

I cheated myself
Like I knew I would
I told you I was trouble
You know that I'm no good

Sweet reunion, Jamaica and Spain
We're like how we were again
I'm in the tub, you on the seat
Lick your lips as I soak my feet

Then you notice a likkle carpet burn
My stomach drop and my guts churn
You shrug and it's the worst
Who truly stuck the knife in first

I cheated myself
Like I knew I would
I told you I was trouble
You know that I'm no good

I cheated myself
Like I knew I would
I told you I was troubled
Yeah, you know that I'm no good

O nome disso deveria ser Vida...

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