"Heroes" é uma das mais lindas canções de David Bowie, faz parte do album de 1977 com o mesmo nome e é dedicada a um par de namorados que em pléna guerra fria estavam separados pelo muro de Berlim ... I wish you could swim. Like the dolphins-like dolphins can swim. Though nothing-nothing will keep us together. We can beat them-for ever and ever. Oh we can be heroes-just for one day.
I-I will be king. And you-you will be queen. Though nothing will drive them away. We can be heroes just for one day. We can be us just for one day.
I-I can remember (I remember) Standing-by the wall (by the wall). And the guns-shot above our heads (over our heads). And we kissed-as though nothing could fall (nothing could fall). And the shame-was on the other side. Oh we can beat them-forever and ever. Then we could be heroes-just for one day. We can be heroes (3X) Just for one day. We can be heroes.
We're nothing, and nothing will help us. Maybe we're lying, then you better not stay. But we could be safer, just for one day. Oh, oh, oh, ohhh-oh, oh, oh, oh, just for one day. Oh, just for one day.
Smiling girls and rosy boys Come and buy my little toys Monkeys made of gingerbread And sugar horses painted red Rich men's children running past Their fathers dressed in hose Golden hair and mud of many acres on their shoes Gazing eyes and running wild Past the stocks and over stiles Kiss the window merry child But come and buy my toys You've watched your father plough the field with a ram's horn Sowed it wide with peppercorn and furrowed with a bramble thorn Reaped it with a sharpened scyth, threshed it with a quill The miller told your father that he'd work it with the greatest will Now your watching's over you must play with girls and boys Leave the parsley on the stalls Come and buy my toys You shall own a cambric shirt You shall work your father's land But now you shall play in the market square Till you'll be a man Smiling girls and rosy boys Come and buy my little toys Monkeys made of gingerbread And sugar horses painted red
Esta não bem a minha céna mas como é de Olhão e tem qualidade não quero deixar de divulgar
Girassol
Sócrates aparece rodeado por uma autêntica corola de mulheres, 6 delas. São as pétalas de um Primeiro-Ministro. França teve o seu Rei-Sol e a nós, subliminarmente, dão-nos o girassol, metáfora que vem acrescida de uma dimensão gravitacional de significado profundo - tudo gira em torno de Sócrates.