Os sons da memória

Lembro-me do Euro 2008, do anúncio da cerveja, da espera que o filme comece a passar no grande écran. Evoco a cor laranja da Optimus e todas as fantásticas memórias que isso me traz.

Independentemente de ser uma música sensação, ou uma música eterna, para mim é fascinante.

«All of these lines across my face

Tell you the story of who I am

So many stories of where I've been

And how I got to where I am

But these stories don't mean anything

When you've got no one to tell them to

It's true...I was made for you

I climbed across the mountain tops

Swam all across the ocean blue

I crossed all the lines and I broke all the rules

But baby I broke them all for you

Because even when I was flat broke

You made me feel like a million bucks

You doI was made for you

You see the smile that's on my mouth

It's hiding the words that don't come out

And all of my friends who think that I'm blessed

They don't know my head is a mess

No, they don't know who I really am

And they don't know what I've been through like you do

And I was made for you...

All of these lines across my face

Tell you the story of who I am

So many stories of where I've been

And how I got to where I am

But these stories don't mean anything

When you've got no one to tell them toIt's true...

I was made for you»

Brandi Carlile

Bárbara de Sotto e Freire