Phenomenal Woman 🩷 Poem by #mayaangelou Pretty women wonder where my secret lies. I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size But when I start to tell them, They think I’m telling lies. I say, It’s in the reach of my arms, The span of my hips, The stride of my step, The curl of my lips. I’m a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That’s me. I walk into a room Just as cool as you please, And to a man, The fellows stand or Fall down on their knees. Then they swarm around me, A hive of honey bees. I say, It’s the fire in my eyes, And the flash of my teeth, The swing in my waist, And the joy in my feet. I’m a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That’s me. Men themselves have wondered What they see in me. They try so much But they can’t touch My inner mystery. When I try to show them, They say they still can’t see. I say, It’s in the arch of my back, The sun of my smile, The ride of my breasts, The grace of my style. I’m a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That’s me. Now you understand Just why my head’s not bowed. I don’t shout or jump about Or have to talk real loud. When you see me passing, It ought to make you proud. I say, It’s in the click of my heels, The bend of my hair, the palm of my hand, The need for my care. ’Cause I’m a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That’s me.
Phenomenal Woman 🩷 Poem by #mayaangelou Pretty women wonder where my secret lies. I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size But when I start to tell them, They think I’m telling lies. I say, It’s in the reach of my arms, The span of my hips, The stride of my step, The curl of my lips. I’m a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That’s me. I walk into a room Just as cool as you please, And to a man, The fellows stand or Fall down on their knees. Then they swarm around me, A hive of honey bees. I say, It’s the fire in my eyes, And the flash of my teeth, The swing in my waist, And the joy in my feet. I’m a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That’s me. Men themselves have wondered What they see in me. They try so much But they can’t touch My inner mystery. When I try to show them, They say they still can’t see. I say, It’s in the arch of my back, The sun of my smile, The ride of my breasts, The grace of my style. I’m a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That’s me. Now you understand Just why my head’s not bowed. I don’t shout or jump about Or have to talk real loud. When you see me passing, It ought to make you proud. I say, It’s in the click of my heels, The bend of my hair, the palm of my hand, The need for my care. ’Cause I’m a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That’s me.
Phenomenal Woman 🩷 Poem by #mayaangelou Pretty women wonder where my secret lies. I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size But when I start to tell them, They think I’m telling lies. I say, It’s in the reach of my arms, The span of my hips, The stride of my step, The curl of my lips. I’m a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That’s me. I walk into a room Just as cool as you please, And to a man, The fellows stand or Fall down on their knees. Then they swarm around me, A hive of honey bees. I say, It’s the fire in my eyes, And the flash of my teeth, The swing in my waist, And the joy in my feet. I’m a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That’s me. Men themselves have wondered What they see in me. They try so much But they can’t touch My inner mystery. When I try to show them, They say they still can’t see. I say, It’s in the arch of my back, The sun of my smile, The ride of my breasts, The grace of my style. I’m a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That’s me. Now you understand Just why my head’s not bowed. I don’t shout or jump about Or have to talk real loud. When you see me passing, It ought to make you proud. I say, It’s in the click of my heels, The bend of my hair, the palm of my hand, The need for my care. ’Cause I’m a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That’s me.
Phenomenal Woman 🩷 Poem by #mayaangelou Pretty women wonder where my secret lies. I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size But when I start to tell them, They think I’m telling lies. I say, It’s in the reach of my arms, The span of my hips, The stride of my step, The curl of my lips. I’m a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That’s me. I walk into a room Just as cool as you please, And to a man, The fellows stand or Fall down on their knees. Then they swarm around me, A hive of honey bees. I say, It’s the fire in my eyes, And the flash of my teeth, The swing in my waist, And the joy in my feet. I’m a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That’s me. Men themselves have wondered What they see in me. They try so much But they can’t touch My inner mystery. When I try to show them, They say they still can’t see. I say, It’s in the arch of my back, The sun of my smile, The ride of my breasts, The grace of my style. I’m a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That’s me. Now you understand Just why my head’s not bowed. I don’t shout or jump about Or have to talk real loud. When you see me passing, It ought to make you proud. I say, It’s in the click of my heels, The bend of my hair, the palm of my hand, The need for my care. ’Cause I’m a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That’s me.
Phenomenal Woman 🩷 Poem by #mayaangelou Pretty women wonder where my secret lies. I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size But when I start to tell them, They think I’m telling lies. I say, It’s in the reach of my arms, The span of my hips, The stride of my step, The curl of my lips. I’m a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That’s me. I walk into a room Just as cool as you please, And to a man, The fellows stand or Fall down on their knees. Then they swarm around me, A hive of honey bees. I say, It’s the fire in my eyes, And the flash of my teeth, The swing in my waist, And the joy in my feet. I’m a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That’s me. Men themselves have wondered What they see in me. They try so much But they can’t touch My inner mystery. When I try to show them, They say they still can’t see. I say, It’s in the arch of my back, The sun of my smile, The ride of my breasts, The grace of my style. I’m a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That’s me. Now you understand Just why my head’s not bowed. I don’t shout or jump about Or have to talk real loud. When you see me passing, It ought to make you proud. I say, It’s in the click of my heels, The bend of my hair, the palm of my hand, The need for my care. ’Cause I’m a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That’s me.
Phenomenal Woman 🩷 Poem by #mayaangelou Pretty women wonder where my secret lies. I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size But when I start to tell them, They think I’m telling lies. I say, It’s in the reach of my arms, The span of my hips, The stride of my step, The curl of my lips. I’m a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That’s me. I walk into a room Just as cool as you please, And to a man, The fellows stand or Fall down on their knees. Then they swarm around me, A hive of honey bees. I say, It’s the fire in my eyes, And the flash of my teeth, The swing in my waist, And the joy in my feet. I’m a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That’s me. Men themselves have wondered What they see in me. They try so much But they can’t touch My inner mystery. When I try to show them, They say they still can’t see. I say, It’s in the arch of my back, The sun of my smile, The ride of my breasts, The grace of my style. I’m a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That’s me. Now you understand Just why my head’s not bowed. I don’t shout or jump about Or have to talk real loud. When you see me passing, It ought to make you proud. I say, It’s in the click of my heels, The bend of my hair, the palm of my hand, The need for my care. ’Cause I’m a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That’s me.
Phenomenal Woman 🩷 Poem by #mayaangelou Pretty women wonder where my secret lies. I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size But when I start to tell them, They think I’m telling lies. I say, It’s in the reach of my arms, The span of my hips, The stride of my step, The curl of my lips. I’m a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That’s me. I walk into a room Just as cool as you please, And to a man, The fellows stand or Fall down on their knees. Then they swarm around me, A hive of honey bees. I say, It’s the fire in my eyes, And the flash of my teeth, The swing in my waist, And the joy in my feet. I’m a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That’s me. Men themselves have wondered What they see in me. They try so much But they can’t touch My inner mystery. When I try to show them, They say they still can’t see. I say, It’s in the arch of my back, The sun of my smile, The ride of my breasts, The grace of my style. I’m a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That’s me. Now you understand Just why my head’s not bowed. I don’t shout or jump about Or have to talk real loud. When you see me passing, It ought to make you proud. I say, It’s in the click of my heels, The bend of my hair, the palm of my hand, The need for my care. ’Cause I’m a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That’s me.
Phenomenal Woman 🩷 Poem by #mayaangelou Pretty women wonder where my secret lies. I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size But when I start to tell them, They think I’m telling lies. I say, It’s in the reach of my arms, The span of my hips, The stride of my step, The curl of my lips. I’m a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That’s me. I walk into a room Just as cool as you please, And to a man, The fellows stand or Fall down on their knees. Then they swarm around me, A hive of honey bees. I say, It’s the fire in my eyes, And the flash of my teeth, The swing in my waist, And the joy in my feet. I’m a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That’s me. Men themselves have wondered What they see in me. They try so much But they can’t touch My inner mystery. When I try to show them, They say they still can’t see. I say, It’s in the arch of my back, The sun of my smile, The ride of my breasts, The grace of my style. I’m a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That’s me. Now you understand Just why my head’s not bowed. I don’t shout or jump about Or have to talk real loud. When you see me passing, It ought to make you proud. I say, It’s in the click of my heels, The bend of my hair, the palm of my hand, The need for my care. ’Cause I’m a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That’s me.
🇮🇹 “Carpe diem — colhe o agora como se fosse vinho raro. Roma ensina: o tempo passa, mas a beleza do instante é eterna.” Este é o famoso poema onde aparece “Carpe diem” (Horácio, Ode 1.11). Não perguntes, Leucona, pois saber é proibido, Que fim os deuses reservaram a mim e a ti. Nem tentes os cálculos babilônicos: É melhor aceitar o que quer que venha. Se Júpiter nos concedeu muitos invernos, Ou este é o último, que quebra as ondas Do mar Tirreno sobre rochas opostas — Sê sábia, filtra o vinho, e corta A longa esperança ao tempo que é breve. Enquanto falamos, a vida foge invejosa: Colhe o dia, confia o mínimo no amanhã. __ Carpe diem, quam minimum credula postero. ✨
🇮🇹 “Carpe diem — colhe o agora como se fosse vinho raro. Roma ensina: o tempo passa, mas a beleza do instante é eterna.” Este é o famoso poema onde aparece “Carpe diem” (Horácio, Ode 1.11). Não perguntes, Leucona, pois saber é proibido, Que fim os deuses reservaram a mim e a ti. Nem tentes os cálculos babilônicos: É melhor aceitar o que quer que venha. Se Júpiter nos concedeu muitos invernos, Ou este é o último, que quebra as ondas Do mar Tirreno sobre rochas opostas — Sê sábia, filtra o vinho, e corta A longa esperança ao tempo que é breve. Enquanto falamos, a vida foge invejosa: Colhe o dia, confia o mínimo no amanhã. __ Carpe diem, quam minimum credula postero. ✨
When your intentions are pure, you don’t lose anybody; they lose you.
✨ “In order to find the treasure, you must follow the omens. God has prepared a path for everyone. You just need to read the signs He left for you.” ✨ “Para encontrar o tesouro, é preciso seguir os presságios. Deus preparou um caminho para cada um de nós — basta ler os sinais que Ele deixou. ✨ The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho #PauloCoelho #TheAlchemist #oalquimista #LifePath #signs
✨ “In order to find the treasure, you must follow the omens. God has prepared a path for everyone. You just need to read the signs He left for you.” ✨ “Para encontrar o tesouro, é preciso seguir os presságios. Deus preparou um caminho para cada um de nós — basta ler os sinais que Ele deixou. ✨ The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho #PauloCoelho #TheAlchemist #oalquimista #LifePath #signs
✨ “In order to find the treasure, you must follow the omens. God has prepared a path for everyone. You just need to read the signs He left for you.” ✨ “Para encontrar o tesouro, é preciso seguir os presságios. Deus preparou um caminho para cada um de nós — basta ler os sinais que Ele deixou. ✨ The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho #PauloCoelho #TheAlchemist #oalquimista #LifePath #signs
✨ “In order to find the treasure, you must follow the omens. God has prepared a path for everyone. You just need to read the signs He left for you.” ✨ “Para encontrar o tesouro, é preciso seguir os presságios. Deus preparou um caminho para cada um de nós — basta ler os sinais que Ele deixou. ✨ The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho #PauloCoelho #TheAlchemist #oalquimista #LifePath #signs
✨ “In order to find the treasure, you must follow the omens. God has prepared a path for everyone. You just need to read the signs He left for you.” ✨ “Para encontrar o tesouro, é preciso seguir os presságios. Deus preparou um caminho para cada um de nós — basta ler os sinais que Ele deixou. ✨ The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho #PauloCoelho #TheAlchemist #oalquimista #LifePath #signs
✨ “In order to find the treasure, you must follow the omens. God has prepared a path for everyone. You just need to read the signs He left for you.” ✨ “Para encontrar o tesouro, é preciso seguir os presságios. Deus preparou um caminho para cada um de nós — basta ler os sinais que Ele deixou. ✨ The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho #PauloCoelho #TheAlchemist #oalquimista #LifePath #signs
✨ “In order to find the treasure, you must follow the omens. God has prepared a path for everyone. You just need to read the signs He left for you.” ✨ “Para encontrar o tesouro, é preciso seguir os presságios. Deus preparou um caminho para cada um de nós — basta ler os sinais que Ele deixou. ✨ The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho #PauloCoelho #TheAlchemist #oalquimista #LifePath #signs
✨ “In order to find the treasure, you must follow the omens. God has prepared a path for everyone. You just need to read the signs He left for you.” ✨ “Para encontrar o tesouro, é preciso seguir os presságios. Deus preparou um caminho para cada um de nós — basta ler os sinais que Ele deixou. ✨ The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho #PauloCoelho #TheAlchemist #oalquimista #LifePath #signs
✨ “In order to find the treasure, you must follow the omens. God has prepared a path for everyone. You just need to read the signs He left for you.” ✨ “Para encontrar o tesouro, é preciso seguir os presságios. Deus preparou um caminho para cada um de nós — basta ler os sinais que Ele deixou. ✨ The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho #PauloCoelho #TheAlchemist #oalquimista #LifePath #signs
✨ “In order to find the treasure, you must follow the omens. God has prepared a path for everyone. You just need to read the signs He left for you.” ✨ “Para encontrar o tesouro, é preciso seguir os presságios. Deus preparou um caminho para cada um de nós — basta ler os sinais que Ele deixou. ✨ The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho #PauloCoelho #TheAlchemist #oalquimista #LifePath #signs
✨ “In order to find the treasure, you must follow the omens. God has prepared a path for everyone. You just need to read the signs He left for you.” ✨ “Para encontrar o tesouro, é preciso seguir os presságios. Deus preparou um caminho para cada um de nós — basta ler os sinais que Ele deixou. ✨ The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho #PauloCoelho #TheAlchemist #oalquimista #LifePath #signs
✨ “In order to find the treasure, you must follow the omens. God has prepared a path for everyone. You just need to read the signs He left for you.” ✨ “Para encontrar o tesouro, é preciso seguir os presságios. Deus preparou um caminho para cada um de nós — basta ler os sinais que Ele deixou. ✨ The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho #PauloCoelho #TheAlchemist #oalquimista #LifePath #signs
“Então, Não Mais Iremos Vaguear” ✨ “So, We Go No More Roving” By #lordbyron #poem Então, não mais iremos vagar Tão tarde pela noite afora, Embora o coração siga a amar, E a lua brilhe como outrora. Pois a espada gasta a bainha, E a alma consome o peito; E o coração, que tanto caminha, Precisa parar, satisfeito. Ainda que a noite seja do amor, E o dia volte cedo, em vão, Não mais iremos, meu amor, Ao luar, pela imensidão.
