Sweet Child O' Mine, Guns n' Roses.

        

She's got a smile that it seems to me

Reminds me of childhood memories

Where everything

Was as fresh as the bright blue sky.

        

Now and then when I see her face

She takes me away to that special place

And if I stay there too long

I'll probably break down and cry.

        

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Sweet child o' mine

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Sweet love of mine.

        

She's got eyes of the bluest skies

As if they thought of rain

I hate to look into those eyes

And see an ounce of pain.

        

Her hair reminds me of a warm safe place

Where as a child I'd hide

And pray for the thunder

And the rain

To quietly pass me by. (...)

        

Sei lá, me bateu uma vontade de postar essa música aqui hoje... Nem sei o porquê. Ontem estava ouvindo, abri a página de traduções e lá estava, Sweet Child O' Mine. Coincidência ou não, essas pequenas coisas me fazem pensar e me deixam feliz.