O Curso de Geologia de 85/90 da Universidade de Coimbra escolheu o nome de Geopedrados quando participou na Queima das Fitas. Ficou a designação, ficaram muitas pessoas com e sobre a capa intemporal deste nome, agora com oportunidade de partilhar as suas ideias, informações e materiais sobre Geologia, Paleontologia, Mineralogia, Vulcanologia/Sismologia, Ambiente, Energia, Biologia, Astronomia, Ensino, Fotografia, Humor, Música, Cultura, Coimbra e AAC, para fins de ensino e educação.
quinta-feira, abril 23, 2009
Dia de São Jorge
Chris de Burgh - Rose Of England
Hear my voice and listen well, and a story I will tell,
How duty brought a broken heart, and why a love so strong
Must fall apart;
She was lovely, she was fine, daughter of a royal line,
He, no equal, but for them it mattered little for they were in love;
Rose of England, sweet and fair, shining with the sun,
Rose of England, have a care, for where the thorn is,
There the blood will run;
Oh my heart, oh my heart;
Through the summer days and nights, stolen kisses and delights
Would thrill their hearts and fill their dreams with all emotions
That true love can bring;
But black of mourning came one day, when her sister passed away,
And many said on bended knee, she has gone, and you must be our Queen;
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Rose of England, sweet and fair, shining with the sun,
Rose of England, have a care, for where the thorn is,
There the blood will run;
Oh my heart, oh my heart;
To the abbey she did ride, with her lover by her side,
When they heard the church bells ring, she was Queen
And one day, he'd be King;
But men of malice, men of hate, protesting to her chambers came,
"A foreign prince will have your hand, for he'll bring peace
And riches to our land;"
She said, "Do you tell me that I cannot wed the one I love?
Do you tell me that I am not mistress of my heart?"
And so with heavy weight of life she kissed her lover one last time,
"This land I wed, and no man comes, for if I
cannot have you, I'll have none;"
Rose of England, sweet and fair, shining with the sun,
Rose of England have a care, for where the thorn is,
There the blood will run;
Oh my heart, oh my heart.
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