Quanto eu te falei em arroz

Quando eu te falei em arroz
Tu sorriste para mim
E o mundo ficou bem melhor
Quando eu te falei em arroz
Nós sentimos os dois
Que a sobremesa vem depois
E não no fim...
Quando eu te falei em arroz

Para a minha chinesinha, com muito arroz...

Joni Mitchell - Sunny Sunday

She pulls the shade
It's just another sunny Sunday
She dodges the light like Blanche DuBois
Bright colors fade away on
such a sunny Sunday
She waits for the night to fall
Then she points a pistol through the door
And she aims at the streetlight
While the freeway hisses
Dogs bark as the gun falls to the floor
The streetlight's still burning
She always misses
But the day she hits
That's the day she'll leave
That one little victory, that's all she needs!
She pulls the shade
It's just another sunny Monday
She waits for the night to fall