sandra aka margarete ~ acknowledgeyourself@gmail.com

Romantic girl sings to a someone out there in the world...

para o início nocturno de um Sábado...

 

 
 
«So here I am the victim of my own choices, and I'm just starting.»
Ally McBeal





«There are still some romantics, there is the hope», Cage to Ally  



 

«Goodnight My Someone



Goodnight, my someone, goodnight, my love.


Sleep tight, my someone, sleep tight, my love.

Our star is shining its brightest light,

For goodnight, my love, for goodnight.



Sweet dreams be yours, dear, if dreams there be

Sweet dreams to carry you close to me.

I wish they may and I wish they might.

Now goodnight, my someone, goodnight.



True love can be whispered from heart to heart,

When lovers are parted they say.

But I must depend on a wish and a star

As long as my heart doesn't know who you are.



Sweet dreams be yours, dear, if dreams there be

Sweet dreams to carry you close to me.

I wish they may and I wish they might.

Now goodnight, my someone, goodnight.



Goodnight! Goodnight!»


 

("Goodnight My Someone," from The Music Man, performed by Calista Flockhart and Lisa Nicole Carson)

 


Ally acknowledges she's a victim of her choices, as I concern, she's a kind of romantic existencialist (if there is such thing!...), she uses the term victim as one of herself, she acknowledges it and takes the responsability for it... good girl! That's the thing...

  

 



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