segunda-feira, 12 de outubro de 2009

I don't wanna talk about the things we've gone through
Though it's hurting me, now it's history

I've played all my cards and that's what you've done too
Nothing more to say, no more ace to play

The winner takes it all, the loser standing small
Beside the victory that's her destiny

I was in your arms thinking I belonged there
I figured it made sense
Building me a fence, building me a home
Thinking I'd be strong there
But I was a fool playing by the rules

The gods may throw a dice, their minds as cold as ice
And someone way down here loses someone dear

The winner takes it all, the loser has to fall
It's simple and it's plain, why should I complain?

But tell me does she kiss like I used to kiss you?
Does it feel the same when she calls your name?
Somewhere deep inside you must know I miss you
But what can I say?
Rules must be obeyed...

The judges will decide the likes of me abide
Spectators of the show always staying low

The game is on again
A lover or a friend?
A big thing or a small?
The winner takes it all

I don't wanna talk
Cause it makes me feel sad
And I understand
You've come to shake my hand

I apologize
If it makes you feel bad
Seeing me so tense
No self-confidence
But you see
The winner takes it all
The winner takes it all...

The winner takes it all - ABBA
Acabei de ver Mamma Mia.

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