Um dia de inspirações "Smithianas"

"It was really nothing..."
"'Would you like to marry me?

And if you like you can buy the ring'

She doesn't care about anything"

"Take me out tonight
Where there's music and there's people
Who are young and alive"

"I think I can rely on you

And yet you start to recoil

Heavy words are so lightly thrown

But still I'd leap in front of

A flying bullet for you"

"So, what difference does it makes?"
"You won't see me anymore

Well, I'm still fond of you

But no more apologies

No more apologies

Oh, I'm too tired

I'm so sick and tired

And I'm feeling very sick and ill today

But I'm still fond of you"

"How can they look into my eyes
And still they don't believe me
How can they hear me say those words
And still they don't believe me
And if they don't believe me now
Will they ever believe me?"

"How soon is now?

You shut your mouth

How can you say

I go about things the wrong way ?

I am human and i need to be loved

Just like everybody else does"

"No, it's not like any other love

This one is different - because it's us"

"Oh, I really don't know

And I really don't care"
"And I'll probably never see you again"

"Nothing's changed

I still love you, oh, I still love you

Only slightly, only slightly less

Than I used to, my love"

"Shyness is nice, and

Shyness can stop you

From doing all the things in life

You'd like to

Shyness is nice, and

Shyness can stop you

From doing all the things in life

You'd like to

So, if there's something

You'd like to try

If there's something

You'd like to try

Ask me - I won't say "no"

- how could I?

Coyness is nice, and

Coyness can stop you

From saying all the things in life

You'd like to

So, if there's something

You'd like to try

If there's something

You'd like to try

Ask me - I won't say "no"

- how could I?

Spending warm

Summer days indoors

Writing frightening verses

To a buck-toothed girl in Luxembourg

Ask me, ask me, ask me

Ask me, ask me, ask me

Because if it's not Love

Then it's the bomb, the bomb, the bomb

The bomb, the bomb, the bomb, the bomb

That will bring us together

Nature is a language - can't you read?

Nature is a language - can't you read?

So ask me, ask me, ask me

Ask me, ask me, ask me"

"Why do you come here
And why, why do you hang around?
I'm so sorry
I'm so sorry
Why do you come here
When you know it makes things hard for me?
When you know, oh
Why do you come?

Why do you telephone
And why send me silly notes?
I'm so sorry
I'm so sorry
Why do you come here
When you know it makes things hard for me?
When you know, oh
Why do you come?

You had to sneak into my room
'just' to read my diary
It was just to see, just to see
All the things you knew
I'd written about you
Oh so many illustrations
Oh but
I'm so very sickened
Oh, I am so sickened NOW

It was a good lay, good lay
It was a good lay, good lay
It was a good lay, good lay"

Me deu vontade de fazer isso hoje.
Eu já deveria estar dormindo, mas tudo bem, me sinto bem por ter feito isso, alguns trechos de algumas das minha músicas favoritas dos Smiths.
Boa noite pepessoal!