Não sou vegetariano, mas não posso deixar de admirar e mencionar aqueles(as) que tanto adoram os vegetais(oi Clau!), especialmente por terem desistido de algo tão delicioso quanto a carne, que só tiram de mim depois de morto! Divirtam-se e cantem junto com a letra aí embaixo!
Salad Days
Lettuce take you away to a place that's green,
Where the mint runs wild and ginger is queen.
Foxes play a tune on the fiddlehead fern;
Silly goats are lickin' garlic just to make their lips burn.
'Scape with me up the ramps to the river.
We’ll pluck chanterelles 'til our hearts start to quiver.
And spice things up with our arugula ways,
Then lose ourselves in these salad days.
Salad Days
Lettuce take you away to a place that's green,
Where the mint runs wild and ginger is queen.
Foxes play a tune on the fiddlehead fern;
Silly goats are lickin' garlic just to make their lips burn.
'Scape with me up the ramps to the river.
We’ll pluck chanterelles 'til our hearts start to quiver.
And spice things up with our arugula ways,
Then lose ourselves in these salad days.
Salad days dressed with lemon sunshine
Lying in the grass drinkin' dandelion wine
We'll bury our noses in parsley and sage
And lose ourselves in these salad days.
Turnip the beets, you oughta shake that fennel;
The flowers on the wall'll get stung by nettles.
Oh the clover is swinging and the carrots say peas
Won't you sing our fava song? It'll radish the bees!
Endive with me to the bottom of the pond.
We'll paddle like frogs to the artichoke frond,
Then cool things down in a nasturtium haze
And lose ourselves in these salad days.
Salad days dressed with lemon sunshine
Lying in the grass drinkin' dandelion wine
We’ll crown our heads in parsley and sage
And lose ourselves in these salad days.
Via Weird Vegetables
