Well the paint was all cracked It was peeled off of the wood Papers were stacked on the porch Where I stood And the weeds had grown up Just as high as the door There were birds in the chimney And an old chest of drawers Looks like no one will ever Come back to the House were nobody lives ( tom waits )
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transformar o feio, o velho, aquilo que ninguém dá atenção em belo, não é fácil, mas quando se consegue o resultado é sempre surpreendente! =D
Well the paint was all cracked
It was peeled off of the wood
Papers were stacked on the porch
Where I stood
And the weeds had grown up
Just as high as the door
There were birds in the chimney
And an old chest of drawers
Looks like no one will ever
Come back to the
House were nobody lives
( tom waits )
beijo Shelly.
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