These Are The Days Of Our Lives

Sometimes I get the feelin'
I was back in the old days - long ago
When we were kids when we were young
Things seemed so perfect - you know
The days were endless we were crazy we were young
The sun was always shinin' - we just lived for fun
Sometimes it seems like lately - I just don't know
The rest of my life's been just a show

Those were the days of our lives
The bad things in life were so few
Those days are all gone now but one thing is true
When I look and I find I still love you

You can't turn back the clock you can't turn back the tide
Ain't that a shame
I'd like to go back one time on a roller coaster ride
When life was just a game
No use in sitting and thinkin' on what you did
When you can lay back and enjoy it through your kids
Sometimes it seems like lately - I just don't know
Better sit back and go with the flow

Cos these are the days of our lives
They've flown in the swiftness of time
These days are all gone now but some things remain
When I look and I find no change

Those were the days of our lives - yeah
The bad things in life were so few
Those days are all gone now but one thing's still true
When I look and I find
I still love you

I still love you

Ao meu pai...

Tantas coisas que ficaram por dizer...

E aproveitando que estamos na Páscoa...

... quem se lembra?

Mundo maravilhoso!

Sintra

Que saudades tenho de Sintra! Aquele céu azul e interminável, recortado pela verdura da serra, o cheiro da terra e das plantas, a bruma quase permanente que dá ao lugar um ar de mistério e encanto! Os palácios e palacetes, o castelo, o convento, as capelinhas, a cada esquina uma surpresa e um assombro! E no meio de tudo isto a recordação do meu pai... o olhar brilhante e amoroso, o sorriso traquina, as mãos fortes e seguras, a figura imponente, a voz que se confunde com a brisa entre as folhas das árvores e com o borbulhar da água em pequenas cascatas entre os penedos, a voz que me contava lendas de mouras encantadas e de valorosos cavaleiros cristãos, que me incitava a procurar o rasto de fadas e duendes por entre a vegetação e que ensinava a apreciar a beleza imensa do que me rodeava! Que saudades tenho do meu pai!