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O ultimo final de semana de março foi marcado por alguns fatos extra terrenos como por exemplo a morcega ter me ligado no domingo de manha perguntando se o outro tava comigo ou se eu tinha o visto pelo menos e ainda teve a senhora Gili ligando para o Edvan no sabado perguntando se ele sabia por onde andava o marido dela,não entendo esse povo que casa e some no meio de um final de semana deixando suas respectivas senhoras loucas e penduradas na telefonia movel...Mais nada disso se compara ao que ocorreu no sabado que alem de ter sido regada a vinho teve seu momento de gloria onde poucos mortais puderam acompanhar a desenvoltura de algumas pessoas nunca imaginadas curtindo mesmo com todas as letras maiusculas,cantando e com direito a bate cabeça as letras do Maiden,deixando o pequeno mas muito seleto grupo de expectadores perplexos com o que eles estavam vento,e para relembrar esse momento unico de nossas vidas aqui esta uma das mais pedidas de nossa donzela de ferro...

Fear Of The Dark

I am a man who walks alone
And when I'm walking in a dark road
At night or strolling through the park

When the light begins to change
I sometimes feel a little strange
A little anxious when it's dark

Fear of the dark, fear of the dark
I have a constant fear that something's
always near
Fear of the dark, fear of the dark
I have a phobia that someone's
always there

Have you run your fingers down
the wall
And have you felt your neck skin crawl
When you're searching for the light?
Sometimes when you're scared
to take a look
At the corner of the room
You've sensed that something's
watching you

Fear of the dark, fear of the dark
I have a constant fear that something's
always near
Fear of the dark, fear of the dark
I have a phobia that someone's
always there

Have you ever been alone at night
Thought you heard footsteps behind
And turned around and no one's there?
And as you quicken up your pace
You'll find it hard to look again
Because you're sure that
someone's there

Fear of the dark, fear of the dark
I have a constant fear that something's
always near
Fear of the dark, fear of the dark
I have a phobia that someone's
always there

Watching horror films the night before
Debating witches and folklores
The unknown troubles on your mind
Maybe your mind is playing tricks
You sense, and suddenly eyes fix
On dancing shadows from behind

Fear of the dark, fear of the dark
I have constant fear that something's
always near
Fear of the dark, fear of the dark
I have a phobia that someone's
always there

When I'm walking a dark road
I am a man who walks alone