We can remember swimming in December,
Heading for the city lights, in 1975
We share in each other
Nearer than father
The scent of a lemon, drips from your eyes
We are the people that rule (...)
mexeu comigo. Acaba por mexer porque afinal, o que toda a gente quer é ser verdadeiramente o eu que escondemos sempre e só somos, bem, só somos quando somos livres. É isso. Um hino à (...)
Realize it’s possible, instead of telling yourself why you can’t.
Become aware of your self-talk.
Squash negative thoughts like a bug.
Replace them with positive thoughts.
Love what you (...)