17 pedras na janela.
17 pedras para tropeçar.
17 motivos para desistir.
17 consequências para amedontrar.
17 pessoas para recordar.
17 velas à soprar.
17 passos à ecoar.
- Lívia Fernanda
- The girl she replaced, disappeared without a trace. Stole all my songs and my style away. No-one would say what they wanted to say. So she was queen for a day... If you sail into the sun. Beware the eyes of green And if the whole room tells you 'you are the one'. I defy you not to believe them, my son.