Ora aspiro, ora temo, ou duvido;
Ora grave, ora meigo, ora severo;
Ora engeito, ora peço, ora não quero;
Ora páro, ora tenho, e ora envido:

Ora inculto, ora monstro, ora Cupido;
Ora prompto, ora tímido, ora féro;
Ora livre, ora escravo, e ora impéro;
Ora amante, ora ingrato, ora sentido;

Ora morro, ora vivo, ora me afogo,
Ora rio, ora choro, ora me assanho;
Ora já, ora não, e ora logo.

Ora envido, ora perco, e ora ganho;
Ora incendio, ora neve, e ora fogo;
Estranho variar de amor estranho!

Esopaida, ou Vida de Esopo

Apocalyptica - Inquisition Simphony

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PRIMA INTER PARES

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Set me free

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Set me free, little girl.
All you gotta do is set me free, little girl.
You know you can do it if you try,
All you gotta do is set me free, free,
Free.

Set me free, little girl.
All you gotta do is set me free, little girl.
You know you can do it if you try,
All you gotta do is set me free, free,
Free, free.

I don't want no one,
If I can't have you to myself.
I don't need nobody else.
So if I can't have you to myself,

Set me free.
Set me free.

Oh set me free, little girl.
All you gotta do is set me free, little girl.
You know you can do it if you try,
All you gotta do is set me free, free,
Free, free.

I don't want no one,
If I can't have you to myself.
I don't need nobody else.
So if I can't have you to myself,

Set me free.
Set me free.

Oh set me free, little girl.
All you gotta do is set me free, little girl.
You know you can do it if you try,
All you gotta do is set me free, free,
Free.

Set me free,
Oh, set me free.

Ray Davies & The Kinks

Balade de mercy

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A Chartreux et a Celestins,
A Mendians et a Devottes,
A musars et claquepatins,
A servans et filles mignottes,
Portans surcortz es justes cottes,
A cuidereaux d'amours transis,
Je crie a toutes gens mercis.

A fillettes monstrans tetins,
Pour avoir plus largement hostes,
A ribleurs mouveurs de hutins,
A bateleurs traynans marmottes
A folz er folles, sotz et sottes,
Qui s'en vont siflant six a six,
A marmosetz et mariottes,
Je crie a toutes gens mercis.

Si non aux traistres chiens mastins
Qui m'ont fait rongier dures crostes
Et maschier, mains soirs et matins,
Qu'ores ja ne crains pas trois crottes.
Je feisse pour eulx petz et rottes;
Je ne puis, car je suis assis.
Au fort, pour eviter riottes,
Je crie a toutes gens mercis.

Qu'on leur froisse les quinze costes
De gros mailletz, fors et massis,
De plombees et telz pelottes.
Je crie a toutes gens mercis.

Francois Villon

Taking A Pause

First two tracks of the album Chill in India. They have been, in the last few days, my only way to relax, and to think of you calmly