thesoundofsilence
How many times must a man look up, Before he can see the sky? How many ears must one man have, Before he can hear people cry? The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind. The answer is blowin' in the wind.
How many roads must a man walk down before you call him a man?
How many seas must a white dove sail before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes and how many times must the cannon balls fly before they're forever banned?
The answer my friend is blowing in the wind
The answer is blowing in the wind
How many years can a mountain exist before it is washed to the sea?
Yes and how many years can some people exist before they're allowed to be free?
Yes and how many times can a man turn his head pretending that he just didn't see?
How many seas must a white dove sail before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes and how many times must the cannon balls fly before they're forever banned?
The answer my friend is blowing in the wind
The answer is blowing in the wind
How many years can a mountain exist before it is washed to the sea?
Yes and how many years can some people exist before they're allowed to be free?
Yes and how many times can a man turn his head pretending that he just didn't see?
The answer my friend is blowing in the wind
The answer is blowing in the wind
The answer is blowing in the wind
Yes and how many times must a man look up before he can see the sky?
Yes and how many ears must one man have before he can hear people cry?
Yes and how many deaths will it take till he knows that too many people have died?
The answer my friend is blowing in the wind
The answer is blowing in the wind
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Fotografias de James Nachtwey e Fouad Elkoury
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Uma lindíssima música e um belíssimo, acutilante e intervencionista poema.
Um beijo
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para te dizer BOM DIA....
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Vim pelo som do silêncio.
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O tocante céu onde é a máxima do silêncio
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e citando um dos axiomas da comunicação, é impossivel não haver comunicação mesmo em silêncio
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