Monday, 27 April 2009

• O NOSSO NOIVADO  
  
  Dezoito de abril de 2009
  
     
  My love's like a red, red rose
  That's newly sprung in June;
  
  My love is like a melody
  So sweetly play'd in tune
  
  As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
  So deep in love am I;
  And I will love thee still, my dear,
  Though all the seas gone dry.
  
  Though all the seas gone dry, my dear,
  And the rocks melt with the sun;
  I will love thee still my dear,
  Though the sands o' life shall run.
  
  So fare-thee-weel, my only love!
  And fare-thee-weel awhile!
  And I will come to you again,
  Though it were ten thousand miles!
  
  Though it were ten thousand miles, my dear
  Though it twere ten thousand miles.
  I will come to you again.
  Though it twere ten thousand miles.
  
  

  "SE NÃO FOR O SENHOR O CONSTRUTOR DA CASA, SERÁ INUTIL TRABALHAR NA CONSTRUÇÃO, SE NÃO É O SENHOR QUE VIGIA A CIDADE, SERÁ INÚTIL A SENTINELA MONTAR GUARDA." SALMOS 127:1-2

  
  
  

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