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sábado, 15 de setembro de 2012

"Lá em baixo"

Emmanuel Correia 

"...Toda a gente passou horas
em que andou desencontrado
como á espera do comboio
na paragem do autocarro..."

In "Lá Em Baixo", SÉRGIO GODINHO

quarta-feira, 20 de janeiro de 2010

A culpa é da vontade, amor da minha vida

Linda Mingay, Playing with FIRE, 2004

Uma canção que não me sai da cabeça quando penso em ti. 'A culpa é da vontade que vive dentro de mim e só morre com a idade, com a idade do meu fim':

A culpa não, não é do sol
Se o meu corpo se queimar
A culpa não, não é do sol
Se o meu corpo se queimar
A culpa é da vontade
Que eu tenho de te abraçar

A culpa não, não é da praia
Se o meu corpo se ferir
A culpa não, não é da praia
Se o meu corpo se ferir
A culpa é da vontade
Que eu tenho de te sentir

A culpa é da vontade
Que vive dentro de mim
E só morre com a idade
Com a idade do meu fim
A culpa é da vontade


A culpa não, não é do mar
Se o meu olhar se perder
A culpa não, não é do mar
Se o meu olhar se perder
A culpa é da vontade
Que eu tenho de te ver

A culpa não, não é do vento
Se a minha voz se calar
A culpa não, não é do vento
Se a minha voz se calar
A culpa é do lamento
Que sufoca o meu cantar

A culpa é da vontade
Que vive dentro de mim
E só morre com a idade
Com a idade do meu fim
A culpa é da vontade


ANTÓNIO VARIAÇÕES

segunda-feira, 12 de março de 2007

The Look of Love

Faye White, 2005
by Dusty Spingfield

The look of love
Is in your eyes
The look your smile can't disguise
The look of love
Is saying so much more
Than just words could ever say
And what my heart has heard
Well it takes my breath away

I can hardly wait to hold you
Feel my arms around you
How long I have waited
Waited just to love you
Now that I have found you
You've got the look of love
It's on your face
A look that time can't erase
Be mine tonight
Let this be just the start
Of so many nights like this
Let's take a lovers vow
And then seal it with a kiss

I can hardly wait to hold you
Feel my arms around you
How long I have waited
Waited just to love you
Now that I have found you
Dont ever go

I can hardly wait to hold you
Feel my arms around you
How long I have waited
Waited just to love you
Now that I have found you
Don't ever go
Don't ever go
I love you so

quinta-feira, 1 de fevereiro de 2007

Remar Remar

Steve Price, untitled, 2006

REMAR REMAR
XUTOS E PONTAPÉS

Mares convulsos, ressacas estranhas
Cruzam-te a alma de verde escuro
As ondas que te empurram
As vagas que te esmagam
Contra tudo lutas
Contra tudo falhas

Todas as tuas explosões
Redundam em silêncio
Nada me diz

Berras às bestas
Que te sufocam
Em braços viscosos
Cheios de pavor
Esse frio surdo
O frio que te envolve
Nasce na fonte
Na fonte da dor

Remar remar
Forçar a corrente
Ao mar, ao mar
Que mata a gente

terça-feira, 9 de janeiro de 2007

NIN - Only


NINE INCH NAILS
«Only»
I'm becoming less defined as days go by
fading away and well you might say I'm losing focus
kind of drifting to the abstract in terms of how i see myself
sometimes I think I can see right through myself
less concerned about fitting into the world
your world that is
'cause it doesn't really matter anymore
none of this sh...
and yes I am alone then again I always was
as far back as I can tell I think maybe it's because...
you were never really real to begin with
I just made you up to hurt myself
yeah, I just made you up to hurt myself
and it worked... yes it did
there is no you
there is only me
there is no fucking you
there is only me
only...
well the tiniest little dot caught my eye
and it turned to be a scab
and I had this funny feeling like I just knew it's something bad
I just couldn't leave it alone... picking at this scabit was a door
way trying to seal itself shut, but I climbed through
no I'm somewhere I am not supposed to be
and I can see things I know I really shouldn't see
and now I know why... n-now I know why
things aren't as pretty on the inside
there is no you
there is only me
there is no fucking you
there is only me
only...
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Ao vivo em Lisboa, Coliseu dos Recreios, 11-12 Fevereiro

sábado, 7 de outubro de 2006

Forget Her

Anabark - Interdito (JUL06)

by Jeff Buckley

While this town's busy sleeping,
All the noise has died away.
I walk the streets to stop my weeping,
she'll never change her ways.

Don't fool yourself,
she was heartache from the moment that you met her.
And my heart feels so still
As I try to find the will
To forget her, somehow.
I think I've forgotten her now.

Her love is a rose, pale and dying.
Dropping her petals in land unknown
All full of wine, the world before her,
was sober with no place to go.

Don't fool yourself,
she was heartache from the moment that you met her.
My heart is frozen still
as I try to find the will
to forget her, somehow.
She's somewhere out there now.

Well my tears falling down as I try to forget,
Her love was a joke from the day that we met.
All of her words, all of her men,
all of my pain when I think back to when.

Remember her hair as it shone in the sun,
the smell of the bed when I knew what she'd done.
Tell yourself over and over you won't ever need her again.

But don't fool yourself,
she was heartache from the moment that you met her.
My heart is frozen still
as I try to find the will
to forget her, somehow.
She's out there somewhere now.

Oh She was heartache from the day that I first met her.
My heart is frozen still
as I try to find the will
to forget you, somehow.
Cause I know you're somewhere out there right now.

quinta-feira, 5 de outubro de 2006

Cannonball


Anabark - Vento at the Clarion Hotel Stockholm (2006)

by Damien Rice

still a little bit of your taste in my mouth
still a little bit of you laced with my doubt
still a little hard to say what's going on

still a little bit of your ghost your witness
still a little bit of your face I haven't kissed
you step a little closer each day
so close that I can’t say what's going on

stones taught me to fly
love taught me to lie
life taught me to die
so it's not hard to fall
when you float like a cannonball

still a little bit of your song in my ear
still a little bit of your words I long to hear
you step a little closer to me
so close that I can't see what's going on

stones taught me to fly
love, it taught me to lie
life taught me to die
so it's not hard to fall
when you float like a cannon..

stones taught me to fly
and love taught me to cry
so come on courage
teach me to be shy
'cause it's not hard to fall
and I don't wanna scare her
it's not hard to fall
and I don't wanna lose
it's not hard to grow
when you know that you just don't know