Mount Blade Sword Damocles

Construção

Today I am a little melancholy, and when me pongo así the esdrújulo, pues ya estoy en la that stage cyclothymia baja de mi, y me by the acordarme of how this cosas canción poetry by Chico Buarque de Hollanda.

She loved this time like last

He kissed his wife as if it were the last

And every child as if his were the only

And crossed the street with his timid step

climbed the building as if it were machine

Made in a base four solid walls with brick brick

a drawing magical

His eyes dulled cement and tear

sat to rest Saturday as if

ate rice and beans like a prince

drank and sobbed like a castaway

danced and laughed as if he heard music

And stumbled into the sky as if a drunk

And floated in the air like a bird

And if just on the floor like a limp bundle

agonized in the middle of the promenade

died disrupting traffic in the opposite

that Amou rather like the last

kissed his wife as if it were the only And every child

its like the prodigal

and crossed the street with her drunk step

climbed the building as if it were solid

Made in a base four brick walls with magical

brick in a logical design

His eyes dull cement and traffic

sat to rest like a prince

ate beans and rice as if it were the most

drank and sobbed like machine

danced and laughed as if it were the next

And tripped on sky as if he heard music

And floated in the air like Saturday

And if just on the floor like a shy package

agonized in the middle of the ride castaway

Died in the opposite disturbing the public

Amou that time machine like

kissed his wife as if it were logical

Made in a base four walls flaccid

sat to rest like a bird

and floated in the air like a prince

And it just made a bundle on the floor drunk

Died counter to disturbing the Sabbath

loved this time as if it were last
kissed his wife as if last
And each of his sons as if he were the only
and crossed the street with his timid step
got into the building as if it were lifted in
machine the balcony four solid walls with brick brick
a magical design
cement his dull eyes and tears

sat down to rest as if Saturday
ate his bread and cheese as if he were a prince
drank and sobbed like a castaway
danced and laughed as if he heard music
And stumbled into the sky with his alcoholic step
And floated through the air as if a bird
and ended on the floor like a limp lump
and agonized in the middle of the parade
Died in the opposite hindering traffic

loved this time as it was the last kissed
his wife as if it were only
And each of his sons as if he were the prodigal
and crossed the street with her alcoholic step
got into the building as if it were solid
stood in the balcony
magical four walls with brick brick design
logical cement his eyes dull and transit

sat down to rest like a prince
ate his bread and cheese if it were the most
drank and sobbed as if it were machine
danced and laughed as if the next
And stumbled into the sky as if he heard music
And floated through the air as if it were Saturday
It ended on the floor like a lump shy
lay dying in the middle of the ride castaway

Died in the opposite

hindering the public loved this time as if it were machine
kissed his wife as if lifted logical
four walls on the balcony
flaccid sat down to rest like a bird
And floated in the air as if he were a prince
and ended on the floor like a lump alcoholic hamper Contromano
Died Saturday