A delicadeza da pétala.. O desengonço das pernas..
O veludo da violeta e o viço da pele…
A originalidade da flor de maracujá.. a curiosa surpresa das mil descobertas em uma hora…
Cios de pata-tenra a imitar mãe-loba.. soutiens que surgem em gavetas…
Peixinhos a brincar perto de tubarões… Brincadeiras de 6 anos, desejos de 15, alguns primos (e irmã!) a lhes puxar o esconde-esconde, outros batom e calçados In…
Um lago vira Rio. A água jorra com força. Espinhas surgem. Emoções descontroladas. Tudo reticente, para não virar piti!
Minha pequena filha despede-se lentamente de uma fase a outra. E é lindo… Viva a pré-adolescência!
Uma homenagem a linda fase da vida de minha filha Clara.
Tão emocionado fico!
Frente! – Girl.
From the album – Marvin the Album. (1994)
(in HQ sound)
Lyrics:
A girl is the word
That she hasn’t heard
The truth is tiptoeing the edge of her skirt
The traffic’s a blur
The street’s a river
She’s bigger and braver than she is clever
See it’s her, it’s her
See it’s her, it’s her
A mind so complex
It’s breaking her neck
She thinks she’s a car drving to to its own wreck
Too wild and cool, vulnerable
To think one could change her
That’s where I’m a fool
Won’t you see it’s her, it’s her
See it’s her, it’s her
A girl is a verb
A whirl of colour
In doing she’s being
She never thought she was thinking anything you could
See it’s her, it’s her
See it’s her, it’s her
A girl is the word
A girl is a verb
A girl is the word…
To my daughter, with all my love. Arnaldo
Arnaldo V. Carvalho 