Knowing you were there
Made me want to be there too
Listening to you
Made everything clear for me
How can we go on
Pretending everything remains the same
When we know we're not guided by you
Although we wish we were?
The death of someone who is alive
Hurts more than the physical death
Knowing that it didn't have to be like this
Makes it hurt more to know
That there's nothing we can do
Nothing can replace
The bond a friendship creates
No nice words, no smiles
Can replace your scoldings
Your severe words
Are sweeter to me than all the "it's oks"
Tears roll down in my face
As I think about your impact
Your presence has left a trace
Of you in the hearts of all your
Sisters, brothers,
Sons and daughters
I know you are there
But at the same time you aren't
Your heart aches
As ours do too
But there's nothing we can do
We are all fading out
Since they took away your light
We're groping through darkness now
Since your candle isn't by our side
You're lit somewhere else
I just wanna say
That after all we've been through
I'd never change one second
And I just hope you'll always be
This person we made you
Because we will always be
These people you turned us into
Love, your sisters, brothers,
sons and daughters
domingo, 12 de junho de 2016
terça-feira, 26 de janeiro de 2016
Jesus: a thirty year silence
The Gospels make an intriguing gap in the life of Jesus. At 12 years old, after three days of anguish, Jesus is found by his parents in the temple, talking to doctors in the law. From there it opens up the silence that is only interrupted when, around his thirties, he began his public life, preaching the kingdom and calling for conversion.
Some have tried to fill this space, thinking that he had gone to the East, or anywhere else, studying and preparing for his mission, learning from wise men. On the other hand, the apocryphal gospels - are about 15 considered false - invent extraordinary events around the person of Jesus. Apple trees, they said, had let down the branches so that he could pick up the fruit, his toy clay birds became alive and would start flying.
The Gospel of Luke gives us a safer track. After the crisis of his twelves, Luke said: "He went down with them to Nazareth and was obedient to them. And Jesus grew in stature and in grace with God and men "(Luke 2:51) And when he began his public life, people were surprised:"Where did this man get this wisdom? And how does he do such miracles by his hands? Is not this the carpenter, the son of Mary?"(Mk 6.3).
Faith teaches us that Jesus was perfect God and perfect man. It is easier to accept the divinity of Jesus than his humanity. St. Paul makes it clear that He was like us in everything except sin (Heb 4:15). He passed by our paths, ate our bread, drank our wine, attended dinners, cried a few times, smiled often and was angry with the hypocrisy and self-sufficiency of the religious elites. He blessed the children, delighted with the lilies of the field and then visited a friend's house Lazarus and his friends Martha and Mary.
His life teaches us. He spent about thirty years preparing for mission, spent three years teaching the disciples and the crowds, and in three days realized the Sacrament of Salvation, the Eucharist, Passion, Death and Resurrection.
He favored the every day life. This goes for all us. In the everyday we see, we experience God. He teaches us to keep Sunday holy and also the days of the week. He teaches us to create roots, to one day produce flowers and fruits. He teaches us that silence is necessary to know in depth ourselves and notice God and His signs.
Father Aldo Colombo
Translated from: Paróquia São Pedro
Some have tried to fill this space, thinking that he had gone to the East, or anywhere else, studying and preparing for his mission, learning from wise men. On the other hand, the apocryphal gospels - are about 15 considered false - invent extraordinary events around the person of Jesus. Apple trees, they said, had let down the branches so that he could pick up the fruit, his toy clay birds became alive and would start flying.
The Gospel of Luke gives us a safer track. After the crisis of his twelves, Luke said: "He went down with them to Nazareth and was obedient to them. And Jesus grew in stature and in grace with God and men "(Luke 2:51) And when he began his public life, people were surprised:"Where did this man get this wisdom? And how does he do such miracles by his hands? Is not this the carpenter, the son of Mary?"(Mk 6.3).
Faith teaches us that Jesus was perfect God and perfect man. It is easier to accept the divinity of Jesus than his humanity. St. Paul makes it clear that He was like us in everything except sin (Heb 4:15). He passed by our paths, ate our bread, drank our wine, attended dinners, cried a few times, smiled often and was angry with the hypocrisy and self-sufficiency of the religious elites. He blessed the children, delighted with the lilies of the field and then visited a friend's house Lazarus and his friends Martha and Mary.
His life teaches us. He spent about thirty years preparing for mission, spent three years teaching the disciples and the crowds, and in three days realized the Sacrament of Salvation, the Eucharist, Passion, Death and Resurrection.
He favored the every day life. This goes for all us. In the everyday we see, we experience God. He teaches us to keep Sunday holy and also the days of the week. He teaches us to create roots, to one day produce flowers and fruits. He teaches us that silence is necessary to know in depth ourselves and notice God and His signs.
Father Aldo Colombo
Translated from: Paróquia São Pedro
quinta-feira, 7 de janeiro de 2016
If happiness makes one look prettier...
... I must be looking incredibly gorgeous right now!
Some time ago I wrote a post about what a man needed to have my heart. I read it afterwards and thought I was dreaming too much. Now what I tell you is: DREAM.
No matter how difficult to come true your dream may seem, it will eventually come true.
No matter how distant in time it seems for you to reach your dreams, time will pass anyway.
I have a wonderful story to share, even if nobody reads it. I will read it some times in the future. I can't keep this feeling inside me much longer without talking about it.
The past few days were probably the beginning of my lifetime. Happiness is a feeling you can see, I guess, I could see happiness in his eyes, when he looked at me... He could see happiness in my eyes when I looked at him.
Well, let me start from the beginning, because I suppose that's how it must be.
In September 2014 I received a message from a guy I thought was cute, but that was all. He seemed to be intelligent, and interested about the same things I was. Three months after that I could say I was falling for him... and he was falling for me. It was always like that. We've both always felt the same way, I guess. I could even feel when he was sad, and I still don't get that.
Things seemed perfect, God kept giving me signs he was right for me, but since it was so right, evil started trying to get in the way, and for a moment I thought it did. We spent about 3 or 4 months without talking to each other, and I felt every day sicker and weaker, although I couldn't understand the reason quite yet.
As soon as we started talking again, my strength was back. I am not gonna try to explain that, but I guess I understand everything now.
One little sentence... "It's just... that you made me feel like some people are really made for each other"... That little sentence made me decide to risk it and travel for 17 hours just to check if what my heart felt was true. And it was.
I met the person who can make dark nights seem bright, turn the cold into warmth, turn tears into smiles, turn my life upside down in the best way I could ever imagine.
He was everything I wanted, in every detail. My heart is beating out of my body, racing every time I think about his smile and his kiss.
Distance is just between our bodies, because our souls are as connected as they can be. I'd never thought my soul would find it's mate across the ocean. Our souls are like one.
The best thing of all is that I am not afraid of telling him that. WE are in love. Nobody feels more than the other, or care a little more. We are in the same place. That's simply amazing.
Okay, I didn't organize my thoughts, this text looks messy... It couldn't be part of a book...
But that's just a note to self:
Never ever take Chris for granted. Appreciate every second, every smile, every heart beat.
You can't feel completely fulfilled without his every details.
I end this text with tears in my eyes.
Not sadness, not at all!
I guess it's just because what I feel is not fitting in my heart anymore and started rolling down my face in the shape of tears.
Chris, to you, all my love, forever.
All yours,
Juh
Some time ago I wrote a post about what a man needed to have my heart. I read it afterwards and thought I was dreaming too much. Now what I tell you is: DREAM.
No matter how difficult to come true your dream may seem, it will eventually come true.
No matter how distant in time it seems for you to reach your dreams, time will pass anyway.
I have a wonderful story to share, even if nobody reads it. I will read it some times in the future. I can't keep this feeling inside me much longer without talking about it.
The past few days were probably the beginning of my lifetime. Happiness is a feeling you can see, I guess, I could see happiness in his eyes, when he looked at me... He could see happiness in my eyes when I looked at him.
Well, let me start from the beginning, because I suppose that's how it must be.
In September 2014 I received a message from a guy I thought was cute, but that was all. He seemed to be intelligent, and interested about the same things I was. Three months after that I could say I was falling for him... and he was falling for me. It was always like that. We've both always felt the same way, I guess. I could even feel when he was sad, and I still don't get that.
Things seemed perfect, God kept giving me signs he was right for me, but since it was so right, evil started trying to get in the way, and for a moment I thought it did. We spent about 3 or 4 months without talking to each other, and I felt every day sicker and weaker, although I couldn't understand the reason quite yet.
As soon as we started talking again, my strength was back. I am not gonna try to explain that, but I guess I understand everything now.
One little sentence... "It's just... that you made me feel like some people are really made for each other"... That little sentence made me decide to risk it and travel for 17 hours just to check if what my heart felt was true. And it was.
I met the person who can make dark nights seem bright, turn the cold into warmth, turn tears into smiles, turn my life upside down in the best way I could ever imagine.
He was everything I wanted, in every detail. My heart is beating out of my body, racing every time I think about his smile and his kiss.
Distance is just between our bodies, because our souls are as connected as they can be. I'd never thought my soul would find it's mate across the ocean. Our souls are like one.
The best thing of all is that I am not afraid of telling him that. WE are in love. Nobody feels more than the other, or care a little more. We are in the same place. That's simply amazing.
Okay, I didn't organize my thoughts, this text looks messy... It couldn't be part of a book...
But that's just a note to self:
Never ever take Chris for granted. Appreciate every second, every smile, every heart beat.
You can't feel completely fulfilled without his every details.
I end this text with tears in my eyes.
Not sadness, not at all!
I guess it's just because what I feel is not fitting in my heart anymore and started rolling down my face in the shape of tears.
Chris, to you, all my love, forever.
All yours,
Juh
sábado, 26 de setembro de 2015
Pra me deixar feliz...
...Basta que
Me dê atenção.
Me faça rir.
Seja espontâneo.
Surpreenda-me.
Saiba dar aquele olhar.
Me chame pra sair.
Venha me visitar.
Estude.
Trabalhe.
Reze.
Se divirta.
Me chame pra me divertir com você.
Tenha hobbies.
Compartilhe seus hobbies.
Entenda meus hobbies.
Me deixe cantar.
Cante comigo.
Me deixe dançar.
Dance comigo.
Não tenha vergonha de mim.
Converse.
Reclame.
Me escute.
Resolva.
Não deixe pra depois.
Fale o que tem que falar.
Escute o que tem que escutar.
Peça desculpas.
Aceite minhas desculpas.
Me abrace quando estiver cansada.
Me dê valor.
Entenda que mulheres são diferentes de homens.
Seja fiel.
Seja responsável.
Seja pontual.
Seja educado.
Seja cavalheiro.
Seja verdadeiro.
Seja simples.
Afinal, não é tão difícil assim me agradar...
Me dê atenção.
Me faça rir.
Seja espontâneo.
Surpreenda-me.
Saiba dar aquele olhar.
Me chame pra sair.
Venha me visitar.
Estude.
Trabalhe.
Reze.
Se divirta.
Me chame pra me divertir com você.
Tenha hobbies.
Compartilhe seus hobbies.
Entenda meus hobbies.
Me deixe cantar.
Cante comigo.
Me deixe dançar.
Dance comigo.
Não tenha vergonha de mim.
Converse.
Reclame.
Me escute.
Resolva.
Não deixe pra depois.
Fale o que tem que falar.
Escute o que tem que escutar.
Peça desculpas.
Aceite minhas desculpas.
Me abrace quando estiver cansada.
Me dê valor.
Entenda que mulheres são diferentes de homens.
Seja fiel.
Seja responsável.
Seja pontual.
Seja educado.
Seja cavalheiro.
Seja verdadeiro.
Seja simples.
Afinal, não é tão difícil assim me agradar...
quinta-feira, 3 de setembro de 2015
10 tópicos para quem quer falar mal de mim
Percebi nos últimos tempos que tem gente que tem tanta necessidade de falar mal de mim que até inventa.
Queria poupar-vos o trabalho de inventar e dar-vos uma pauta.
1- Quando eu era pequena, achava o Vavá (do Karametade) bonito.
2- Eu sei sambar, mas finjo que não sei.
3- Às vezes ouço música sertaneja no youtube.
4- Nunca pesei mais do que 48 quilos.
5- Só pesei 48 quilos quando tomei um remédio que tinha como efeito colateral engordar e estragar o cabelo.
6- Ainda escuto Backstreet Boys e todas as boybands que vc imaginar.
7- (para quem não é fã do Guns N' Roses) Eu tinha vários posters deles até poucos dias.
8- (para quem é fã do Guns N' Roses) Joguei todos os posters fora.
9- Tem hora que eu não sei usar "ç", "ss", "s", "x", "sc" em português.
10- Não me importo que uma pessoa que eu não gosto não goste de mim.
Pronto, espero ter ajudado de alguma forma. Se quiser saber mais alguma coisa ruim sobre mim, me pergunte. Eu sei várias.
Queria poupar-vos o trabalho de inventar e dar-vos uma pauta.
1- Quando eu era pequena, achava o Vavá (do Karametade) bonito.
2- Eu sei sambar, mas finjo que não sei.
3- Às vezes ouço música sertaneja no youtube.
4- Nunca pesei mais do que 48 quilos.
5- Só pesei 48 quilos quando tomei um remédio que tinha como efeito colateral engordar e estragar o cabelo.
6- Ainda escuto Backstreet Boys e todas as boybands que vc imaginar.
7- (para quem não é fã do Guns N' Roses) Eu tinha vários posters deles até poucos dias.
8- (para quem é fã do Guns N' Roses) Joguei todos os posters fora.
9- Tem hora que eu não sei usar "ç", "ss", "s", "x", "sc" em português.
10- Não me importo que uma pessoa que eu não gosto não goste de mim.
Pronto, espero ter ajudado de alguma forma. Se quiser saber mais alguma coisa ruim sobre mim, me pergunte. Eu sei várias.
quinta-feira, 27 de agosto de 2015
Jar Of Hearts - Christina Perri
I know I can't take one more step towards you
Cause all that's waiting is regret
Don't you know I'm not your ghost anymore
You lost the love I loved the most
I learned to live, half alive
And now you want me one more time
And who do you think you are?
Running 'round leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
And tearing love apart
You're gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
So don't come back for me
Who do you think you are?
I hear you're asking all around
If I am anywhere to be found
But I have grown too strong
To ever fall back in your arms
I've learned to live, half alive
And now you want me one more time
And who do you think you are?
Running 'round leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
And tearing love apart
You're gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
So don't come back for me
Who do you think you are?
Dear, it took so long just to feel alright
Remember how to put back the light in my eyes
I wish I had missed the first time that we kissed
Cause you broke all your promises
And now you're back
You don't get to get me back
And who do you think you are?
Running around leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
And tearing love apart
You're gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
So don't come back for me
Don't come back at all
And who do you think you are?
Running around leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
And tearing love apart
You're gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
Don't come back for me
Don't come back at all
Who do you think you are?
Who do you think you are?
Who do you think you are?
Cause all that's waiting is regret
Don't you know I'm not your ghost anymore
You lost the love I loved the most
I learned to live, half alive
And now you want me one more time
And who do you think you are?
Running 'round leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
And tearing love apart
You're gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
So don't come back for me
Who do you think you are?
I hear you're asking all around
If I am anywhere to be found
But I have grown too strong
To ever fall back in your arms
I've learned to live, half alive
And now you want me one more time
And who do you think you are?
Running 'round leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
And tearing love apart
You're gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
So don't come back for me
Who do you think you are?
Dear, it took so long just to feel alright
Remember how to put back the light in my eyes
I wish I had missed the first time that we kissed
Cause you broke all your promises
And now you're back
You don't get to get me back
And who do you think you are?
Running around leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
And tearing love apart
You're gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
So don't come back for me
Don't come back at all
And who do you think you are?
Running around leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
And tearing love apart
You're gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
Don't come back for me
Don't come back at all
Who do you think you are?
Who do you think you are?
Who do you think you are?
quinta-feira, 14 de maio de 2015
All Of Me - John Legend
What would I do without your smart mouth
Drawing me in, and you kicking me out
Got my head spinning, no kidding, I can’t pin you down
What’s going on in that beautiful mind
I’m on your magical mystery ride
And I’m so dizzy, don’t know what hit me, but I’ll be alright
Drawing me in, and you kicking me out
Got my head spinning, no kidding, I can’t pin you down
What’s going on in that beautiful mind
I’m on your magical mystery ride
And I’m so dizzy, don’t know what hit me, but I’ll be alright
My head’s under water
But I’m breathing fine
You’re crazy and I’m out of my mind
But I’m breathing fine
You’re crazy and I’m out of my mind
‘Cause all of me
Loves all of you
Love your curves and all your edges
All your perfect imperfections
Give your all to me
I’ll give my all to you
You’re my end and my beginning
Even when I lose I’m winning
‘Cause I give you all, all of me
And you give me all, all of you
Loves all of you
Love your curves and all your edges
All your perfect imperfections
Give your all to me
I’ll give my all to you
You’re my end and my beginning
Even when I lose I’m winning
‘Cause I give you all, all of me
And you give me all, all of you
How many times do I have to tell you
Even when you’re crying you’re beautiful too
The world is beating you down, I’m around through every mood
You’re my downfall, you’re my muse
My worst distraction, my rhythm and blues
I can’t stop singing, it’s ringing, in my head for you
Even when you’re crying you’re beautiful too
The world is beating you down, I’m around through every mood
You’re my downfall, you’re my muse
My worst distraction, my rhythm and blues
I can’t stop singing, it’s ringing, in my head for you
My head’s under water
But I’m breathing fine
You’re crazy and I’m out of my mind
But I’m breathing fine
You’re crazy and I’m out of my mind
‘Cause all of me
Loves all of you
Love your curves and all your edges
All your perfect imperfections
Give your all to me
I’ll give my all to you
You’re my end and my beginning
Even when I lose I’m winning
‘Cause I give you all of me
And you give me all, all of you
Loves all of you
Love your curves and all your edges
All your perfect imperfections
Give your all to me
I’ll give my all to you
You’re my end and my beginning
Even when I lose I’m winning
‘Cause I give you all of me
And you give me all, all of you
Cards on the table, we’re both showing hearts
Risking it all, though it’s hard
Risking it all, though it’s hard
‘Cause all of me
Loves all of you
Love your curves and all your edges
All your perfect imperfections
Give your all to me
I’ll give my all to you
You’re my end and my beginning
Even when I lose I’m winning
‘Cause I give you all of me
And you give me all of you
Loves all of you
Love your curves and all your edges
All your perfect imperfections
Give your all to me
I’ll give my all to you
You’re my end and my beginning
Even when I lose I’m winning
‘Cause I give you all of me
And you give me all of you
I give you all, all of me
And you give me all, all of you
And you give me all, all of you
♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
terça-feira, 24 de março de 2015
Is "repressing sexual impulses" bad for you?
How many times have we heard that it's antinatural and even dangerous to "repress sexual impulses"? People who affirm that claim to be based on a very old psychological theory, of which they know little or nothing about.
We can feel intimidated when we hear that, and we may even believe in the talk that "it's not good to supress yourself"; or at least we may not know how to answer to that.
C.S.Lewis, a men of exceptional mind, made clear something which is important to understand: when you say "no" and set limits to others and to yourself; when, for a range of principles, you choose to reject some of your desires or impulses of your own nature, you're not in danger of creating a repression, as if you were a pressure cooker about to explode.
The author explains that you are only learning how to control your "nature" (in the sense of natural desire), so that you can guide and direct all of your strength and energy to one only goal: love and being loved for real and forever.
What does Lewis say about that "repression" idea people repeat all around?
"People many times don't understand what psychology means with "repression". It taught us that 'repressed' sex is dangerous. In that case, however, 'repressed' is a technical term: it doesn't mean 'suppressed' in the sense of 'denied' or 'forbidden'. A repressed desire or thought is what was thrown to the bottom of our subconscious (during childhood in general) and can only come up in the mind in a disguised or unrecognizable way. To the patient, repressed sexuality doesn't even seem to have a direct relation to sexuality.
When a teenager or an adult puts an effort into fighting a conscious desire, they are not dealing with the repression nor is taking the risk of creating it. On the contrary, people who seriously try to be chaste are more aware of their sexuality and soon start to know it better than any other person.
They end up knowing their desires just the way Wellington knew Napoleon or Sherlock Holmes knew Moriarty; like a catcher of rats knows rats or how a plumber knows a leaking pipe. The virtue - even the effort to reach it - brings light; the profligacy brings only brume." ("Mere christianity", Book III, 5)
Saying "no", establishing clear limits, learn how to master your impulses, is not repression at all.
One example may help us to understand the whole thing better.
Would it be "repression" to master a wild horse, put the reins on it, and turn it into a champion in running and jumping, and turn it into a loyal companion? Would it be repression to put the reins in your own nature when it asks you to follow your impulses?
Not mastering your impulses will only take you to ruin your life and the life of others. Self domain, however, will lead you to great victories. Don't we see that in so many athletes who "repress themselves" to reach their most noble goals?
Translated from: Aleteia
We can feel intimidated when we hear that, and we may even believe in the talk that "it's not good to supress yourself"; or at least we may not know how to answer to that.
C.S.Lewis, a men of exceptional mind, made clear something which is important to understand: when you say "no" and set limits to others and to yourself; when, for a range of principles, you choose to reject some of your desires or impulses of your own nature, you're not in danger of creating a repression, as if you were a pressure cooker about to explode.
The author explains that you are only learning how to control your "nature" (in the sense of natural desire), so that you can guide and direct all of your strength and energy to one only goal: love and being loved for real and forever.
What does Lewis say about that "repression" idea people repeat all around?
"People many times don't understand what psychology means with "repression". It taught us that 'repressed' sex is dangerous. In that case, however, 'repressed' is a technical term: it doesn't mean 'suppressed' in the sense of 'denied' or 'forbidden'. A repressed desire or thought is what was thrown to the bottom of our subconscious (during childhood in general) and can only come up in the mind in a disguised or unrecognizable way. To the patient, repressed sexuality doesn't even seem to have a direct relation to sexuality.
When a teenager or an adult puts an effort into fighting a conscious desire, they are not dealing with the repression nor is taking the risk of creating it. On the contrary, people who seriously try to be chaste are more aware of their sexuality and soon start to know it better than any other person.
They end up knowing their desires just the way Wellington knew Napoleon or Sherlock Holmes knew Moriarty; like a catcher of rats knows rats or how a plumber knows a leaking pipe. The virtue - even the effort to reach it - brings light; the profligacy brings only brume." ("Mere christianity", Book III, 5)
Saying "no", establishing clear limits, learn how to master your impulses, is not repression at all.
One example may help us to understand the whole thing better.
Would it be "repression" to master a wild horse, put the reins on it, and turn it into a champion in running and jumping, and turn it into a loyal companion? Would it be repression to put the reins in your own nature when it asks you to follow your impulses?
Not mastering your impulses will only take you to ruin your life and the life of others. Self domain, however, will lead you to great victories. Don't we see that in so many athletes who "repress themselves" to reach their most noble goals?
Translated from: Aleteia
quinta-feira, 12 de março de 2015
Stickwitu - The Pussycat Dolls
I don't wanna go another day
So I'm telling you exactly what is on my mind
Seems like everybody is breaking up
Throwing their love away
But I know I got a good thing right here
That's why I say, hey!
So I'm telling you exactly what is on my mind
Seems like everybody is breaking up
Throwing their love away
But I know I got a good thing right here
That's why I say, hey!
Nobody gonna love me better
I must stickwitu forever
Nobody gonna take me higher
I must stickwitu
You know how to appreciate me
I must stickwitu my baby
Nobody ever made me feel this way
I must stick with you
I must stickwitu forever
Nobody gonna take me higher
I must stickwitu
You know how to appreciate me
I must stickwitu my baby
Nobody ever made me feel this way
I must stick with you
I don't wanna go another day
So I'm telling you exactly what is on my mind
See the way we ride in our private lives
Ain't nobody getting in between
I want you to know
That you're the only one for me (one for me)
When I say
So I'm telling you exactly what is on my mind
See the way we ride in our private lives
Ain't nobody getting in between
I want you to know
That you're the only one for me (one for me)
When I say
Nobody gonna love me better
I must stickwitu forever
Nobody gonna take me higher
I must stickwitu
You know how to appreciate me
I must stickwitu my baby
Nobody ever made me feel this way
I must stick with you
I must stickwitu forever
Nobody gonna take me higher
I must stickwitu
You know how to appreciate me
I must stickwitu my baby
Nobody ever made me feel this way
I must stick with you
And now ain't nothing else
I can need (nothing else I can need)
And now I'm singing
'Cause you're so, so into me
I got you
We'll be making love endlessly
I'm with you (baby I'm with you)
Baby, you're with me
(Baby you're with me higher)
I can need (nothing else I can need)
And now I'm singing
'Cause you're so, so into me
I got you
We'll be making love endlessly
I'm with you (baby I'm with you)
Baby, you're with me
(Baby you're with me higher)
So don't you worry about
People hanging around
They ain't bringing us down
I know you and you know me
And that's all that counts (hey)
So don't you worry about
People hanging around
They ain't bringing us down
I know you and you know me
And that's, that's why I say (hey)
People hanging around
They ain't bringing us down
I know you and you know me
And that's all that counts (hey)
So don't you worry about
People hanging around
They ain't bringing us down
I know you and you know me
And that's, that's why I say (hey)
Nobody gonna love me better
I must stickwitu forever
Nobody gonna take me higher
I must stickwitu
You know how to appreciate me
I must stickwitu my baby
Nobody ever made me feel this way
I must stick with you
I must stickwitu forever
Nobody gonna take me higher
I must stickwitu
You know how to appreciate me
I must stickwitu my baby
Nobody ever made me feel this way
I must stick with you
Nobody gonna love me better
I must stickwitu forever
Nobody gonna take me higher
I must stickwitu
You know how to appreciate me
I must stickwitu my baby
Nobody ever made me feel this way
I must stick with you ♥
I must stickwitu forever
Nobody gonna take me higher
I must stickwitu
You know how to appreciate me
I must stickwitu my baby
Nobody ever made me feel this way
I must stick with you ♥
sexta-feira, 6 de março de 2015
Come to light
The Spirit of the Lord rests on me
He sent me to announce redemption to the incarcerated
and freedom to the prisoners
Comfort those who suffer
Pass, pass through the doors
Prepare the path to the people!
Open, open the road
Remove its stones
Lift up the banner to summon people
Get out! Come to light!
You don't have to live in gloom
The darkness doesn't satisfy you
Get out! Come to light!
The One who made you
Calls you to be light to the nations
Before I formed you in the womb,
I knew you
Before your birth
I had consecrated you
Pass, pass through the doors
Prepare the path to the people!
Open, open the road
Remove the stones
Lift up the banner to summon people
He sent me to announce redemption to the incarcerated
and freedom to the prisoners
Comfort those who suffer
Pass, pass through the doors
Prepare the path to the people!
Open, open the road
Remove its stones
Lift up the banner to summon people
Get out! Come to light!
You don't have to live in gloom
The darkness doesn't satisfy you
Get out! Come to light!
The One who made you
Calls you to be light to the nations
Before I formed you in the womb,
I knew you
Before your birth
I had consecrated you
Pass, pass through the doors
Prepare the path to the people!
Open, open the road
Remove the stones
Lift up the banner to summon people
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