A minha sugestão de Dia dos Namorados.

Ah, look at all the lonely people
Ah, look at all the lonely people

Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice in the church where a wedding has been
Lives in a dream
Waits at the window, wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door
Who is it for?

All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?

Father McKenzie writing the words of a sermon that no one will hear
No one comes near
Look at him working, darning his socks in the night when there's nobody there
What does he care?

All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?

Ah, look at all the lonely people
Ah, look at all the lonely people

Eleanor Rigby died in the church and was buried along with her name
Nobody came
Father McKenzie wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave
No one was saved

All the lonely people (Ah, look at all the lonely people)
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people (Ah, look at all the lonely people)
Where do they all belong?

À falta de assunto,

fica aqui uma lista de expressões de equitação que podiam estar num filme porno. De lado ficam as vulgares "monta o garanhão bla bla."
"Se cederes a boca, ele usa as mãos."
"Deixa-o crescer, sente-o a crescer em baixo de ti."
"Não o deixes correr para o fim, ou não se vai aguentar."
"Trabalha na boca."
"Segura na batida, depois cede as mãos, solta-o para ele crescer, e na recepção deixa-o soltar-se."

Rent!

Seasons Of Love

525,600 minutes, 525,000 moments so dear.
525,600 minutes - how do you measure, measure a year?
In daylights, in sunsets, in midnights, in cups of coffee.
In inches, in miles, in laughter, in strife.
In 525,600 minutes - how do you measure a year in the life?
How about love? How about love? How about love? Measure in love.
Seasons of love.

525,600 minutes! 525,000 journeys to plan.
525,600 minutes - how can you measure the life of a woman or man?

In truths that she learned, or in times that he cried.
In bridges he burned, or the way that she died.

It's time now to sing out,
tho the story never ends let's celebrate remember a year in the life of friends.
Remember the love!
Remember the love! Remember the love!
Measure in love.
Seasons of love! Seasons of love.

Questões.

Haver um referendo sobre o casamento homossexual faz tanto sentido como haver um referendo sobre:
O meu pequeno-almoço.
A posição em que o Senhor Cavalo Silva vai fazer amor apaixonado com a Dona Maria.
As calças que vou vestir hoje.
A música que vou ouvir hoje.
Agora, para não ficarem a achar que eu sou uma Anarquista (longe de mim....), coisas com que o estado tem a ver:
Quantas pessoas irei eu matar ao longo da minha vida.
Os meus impostos.
A posição em que o Senhor Cavalo Silva vai fazer amor apaixonado com a Dona Maria.
A minha saúde, e a de toda a gente (yeah guys, focus on that!).
A minha educação, e a de toda a gente.
Com quem eu caso? Hell no.

Um Vídeo pró Natal.

Duas traduções literais bem giras.

Scare the crap out of me: Assustar o cócó para fora de mim.
Bring the fun in: Trazer o divertido para dentro.