Meus amigos, é verdade, depois de 2 anos muiiiiiiiito dificeis, finalmente vou ter férias..
Pois é, não havemos nós de estar velhos, a nossa Mi faz hoje 8 anitos!
Um dia muito feliz, com muitas prendinhas e alegria!
Um grande beijinho da amiga Zizi.
Como sabem, ontem fui ver os Eagles, o ultimo concerto desta tour..
Não sou uma enorme fã, conhecia umas duas ou três musicas, mas posso-vos dizer que o concerto foi muito bom..Ainda para mais fiquei na 1ª fila, mesmo junto ao palco...Quero o mesmo quando cá vier o B!!!
Aqueles senhores todos a passarem dos 60 anitos, deram um concerto de 3 horas fantástico, com muitas musicas, brincaram, falaram com o publico...
Este concerto foi o pretexto para 2 baddies portuguesas se juntarem a outras 2 baddies de Inglaterra e posso dizer que foi uma noite bem passada..A Ellie estava completamente extasiada, como ela disse, depois de 10 concertos dos Eagles conseguia estar na 1ª fila..
Adorei a companhia e o concerto.
Aqui fica uma das musicas que eles ontem cantaram..muito bonita e que me deixou com uma lágrima no canto do olho!!
Waiting in the Weeds
It's comin' on the end of August
Another summer's promise almost gone
And though I heard some wise man say
That every dog will have his day
He never mentioned that these dog days get so long
I don't know when I realized the dream was over
Well, there was no particular hour, no given day
You know, it didn't go down in flame
There was no final scene, no frozen frame
I just watched it slowly fade away
And I've been waiting in the weeds
Waiting for my time to come around again and
Hope is floating on the breeze
Carrying my soul high up above the ground and
I've been keepin' to myself
Knowin' that the seasons are slowly changing
Even though you're with somebody else
He'll never love you like I do
I've been biding time with the crows and sparrows
While peacocks prance and strut upon the stage
If finding love is just a dance
Proximity and chance
You will excuse me if I skip the masquerade
And I've been waiting in the weeds
Waiting for the dust to settle down along the
Back roads running through the fields
Lying on the outskirts of this lonesome town
And I imagine sunlight in your hair
You're at the county fair
You're holding hands and laughing
And now the ferris wheel has stopped
You're swinging on the top
Suspended there with him
And he's the darling of the chic
The flavor of the week is melting
Down your pretty summer dress
Baby, what a mess you're making
I've been stumbling through some dark places
Now I'm following the plow
I know I've fallen out of your good graces
It's alright now
And I've been waiting in the weeds
Waiting for the summer rain to fall upon the
Wild birds scattering the seeds
Answering the calling of the tide's eternal tune
The phases of the moon
The chambers of the heart
The ebb and dart of small gray
Spiders spinning in the dark
In spite of all the times the web is torn apart
And I've been waiting in the weeds
Waiting for the time to come around again and
Hope is floating on the breeze
Carrying my soul high up above the ground and
I've been keeping to myself
Knowing that the seasons are slowly changing
Even though you're with somebody else
He'll never love you like I do
( Don Henley;Steuart Smith)
