quarta-feira, 28 de maio de 2008






















The first duty of man
Is to collect as many things as he can
Nothing should stand in his way
This should be his sole pursuit
Time-wasting is a crime
And history is just a noise
For God is void


Falling asleep at the wheel
Falling asleep at the wheel


Who'll stand up and fight
An enemy we cannot touch?
For it's somewhere in the air
And just by breathing you're taking part


Time-wasting's my crime
And history must have a use
For God's not void


Who'll stand up and fight
An enemy we cannot touch?


Can I ask why?

Falling asleep at the wheel


The Cinematics

terça-feira, 27 de maio de 2008
















I’ve stuck around, through thick and through thin
You cannot deny, I’ve always been in
But I’ve watched you stand, still as a snowman
But I don’t see you change, you’re always at meltdown


Yeah I’ve been your crutch, your smell sight and touch
Yeah I took you home when you’ve drunk too much
But I can’t survive, with you by my side
See I’ll never get laid, while I’m running your life


No I just don’t wanna, so I’m walking away
There is nothing that you can do I will not stay
No I don’t need drama, so I’m walking away
Yeah I am a girl with a lot on her plate


So just cut me loose, learn to tie your shoes
There’s somebody here, I’d like to introduce
So look in the mirror, look for the glass
‘Cause you’re not my problem, you are my last


No I just don’t wanna, so I’m walking away
There is nothing that you can do I will not stay
No I don’t need drama, so I’m walking away
Yeah I am a girl with a lot on her plate


No I just don’t wanna, so I’m walking away
There is nothing that you can do I will not stay
No I don’t need drama, so I’m walking away
I’m just a girl that you lost to cocaine


Sia Furler

quinta-feira, 22 de maio de 2008

Teimosia
















Mares doces. Utopia
Sonhos e maré vazia
Caranguejo persistente
Fussa no lodo e a gente
Passa apresada adiante
Só pensando na vazante
Que leva o barco para a foz
Ouve-se do cais uma voz
Perguntar se temos nós
A certeza de voltar
Porque com tanta destreza
Nos esquecemos sobre a mesa
Das cartas de marear


Tantas vezes, tantos dias
Por causa de teimosias
Nós perdemos a vontade
De ouvir outra verdade
De deixar entrar o ar
Só pensando em acabar
Mesmo que fiquemos sós


Ouve-se do cais uma voz
Perguntar se temos nós
A certeza de voltar
Porque com tanta destreza
Nos esquecemos sobre a mesa
Das cartas de marear, de marear, de marear


Ouve-se do cais uma voz
Perguntar se temos nós
A certeza de voltar
Porque com tanta destreza
Nos esquecemos sobre a mesa
Das cartas de marear, de marear, de marear



Xutos & Pontapés

domingo, 18 de maio de 2008

AdAf






















"Todas as tuas explosões
Redundam em silêncio
Nada me diz"
--------------------------------
"Quando te livrares do peso desse amor que não entendes,vais sentir uma outra força como que uma [falta] imensa."

sábado, 17 de maio de 2008


















Deux âmes ne pouvant se séparer,
Mais deux corps ne pouvant se toucher,
Venant de deux mondes différents,
Mais ayant les mêmes sentiments.

Liaison dangereuse,
Amour risqué,
Mais l’amoureuse
Se moque de se faire tuer.

Fraterniser avec l’ennemie,
C’est strictement interdit.
Mais pour elle, sa vie,
C’est elle et lui.

Elle combattra les dangers,
Au risqué de sa vie,
Pour aller le retrouver,
Pour être avec lui.

Il aimait la morte,
Elle aimait la vie,
Il vivait pour elle
Elle est morte pour lui.

Lovefool















Dear, I fear we're facing a problem
you love me no longer, I know
and maybe there is nothing
that I can do to make you do
Mama tells me I shouldn't bother
that I ought just stick to another man
a man that surely deserves me
but I think you do!

So I cry, and I pray and I beg

Love me love me
say that you love me
fool me fool me
go on and fool me
love me love me
pretend that you love me
leave me leave me
just say that you need me

So I cried, and I begged for you to
Love me love me
say that you love me
leave me leave me
just say that you need me
I can't care about anything but you

Lately I have desperately pondered,
spent my nights awake and I wonder
what I could have done in another way
to make you stay
Reason will not pledge a solution
I will end up lost in confusion
I don't care if you really care
as long as you don't go

So I cry, I pray and I beg

Love me love me
say that you love me
fool me fool me
go on and fool me
love me love me
pretend that you love me
leave me leave me
just say that you need me

So I cried, and I begged for you to
Love me love me
say that you love me
leave me leave me
just say that you need me
I can't care about anything but you

(anything but you)

Love me love me
say that you love me
fool me fool me
go on and fool me
Love me love me
I know that you need me
I can't care about anything but you

Cardigans

segunda-feira, 12 de maio de 2008






















Oh tu Sol que te levantas
que me trazes os predadores das minhas entranhas
nem a minha alma espantas,
tao divinamente impura, como as que nao apanhas
como nao possuis nesse inferno de amar!
Ninguem tao inexpugnavel
como os espiritos que dormem na Lua
aqueles que neste destino inefavel
me contemplam nesta noite nua,
nesta sombra do meu sombrio olhar!
Que se invoquem os corvos e os fantasmas,
os mochos e as corujas, o Inverno
terriveis como a crueldade que me pasma
que me envolve nesse mundo que me e' externo
e que me acusa de perder o odio que me faz chorar!
A minha tempestade desenrolando-se com complacencia
faz-me pensar que o mundo e' um pesadelo
que nem ira notar a minha eterna ausencia,
aquela que me acorda e no entanto esconde o flagelo
desta monstruosa perda que incessantemente me esta a atormentar!
E se me perdesse ali? Ali naquele sumptuoso astro?
Aquele que esta povoado desses autistas
que nem percebem este universo tao nefasto,
que me acordam sob a pressao de lobbies sensacionalistas
que nao me confortam e me fazem voar!
E porque nao ha uma unica testemunha?
Alguem que veja que eu vejo esta escuridao
que visse que lentamente a crueldade se impunha
e que outrora existiu em mim um bater de coraçao
que fatidicamente teria que deixar de sonhar!
Nesta minha insonia horrivelmente real
inerente a mim como uma agulha sangrenta e nesfasta
e que todos interpretavam como natural
mas ela nao era, e so agora que se afasta
me faz dormir no gelo sem me ameaçar!

So quero padecer na sombra da escuridao que me ira apunhalar...

quarta-feira, 7 de maio de 2008

















Eu poderia suportar,embora não sem dor,que tivessem morrido todos os meus amores. Mas enlouqueceria se morressem todos os meus amigos.


Fernando Pessoa






















A poesia é a vida? Pois claro!
Conforme a vida que se tem o verso vem
- e se a vida é vidinha, já não há poesia
que resista. O mais é literatura,
libertinura, pegas no paleio;

o mais é isto: o tolo de um poeta
a beber, dia a dia, a bica preta,
convencido de si, do seu recheio...
A poesia é a vida? Pois claro!
Embora custe caro, muito caro,
e a morte se meta de permeio.



Alexandre O'Neill

terça-feira, 6 de maio de 2008

Choose Love



















I choose to hide, but I look for you all the time
I choose to run, but I'm begging for you to come
I wanna breake, but I know that you can't take
I stay a while, to be sure that you by my side

Ohhh

Don't look at me, just look inside 'cause I can go through
Tell me are you going tired, of what I've don't do
I wanna see I wanna fight, 'cause I don't feel scared

Honey if you care

I choose to find, things that you left behind
I choose to stay, but I can take you anywhere
I wanna stay, but my soul lives you anyway

Can close the door, and love could you give me more
Don't look at me, just look inside 'cause I can go trough
Tell me are you going tired, of what I've don't do
I wanna see I wanna fight, 'cause I don't feel scared

Honey if you care

Choose love, choose love, love, choose love, chose love, oh

Don't wanna ear I wanna fight, 'cause this time I won't be wrong
And I can waste this precious time, asking where do I belong
So let me know your love is real, 'cause this time you won't control
Tell me please what do you feel, do I have to save your soul

Choose love, choose love, love, choose love, choose love


Rita Redshoes

Tortura























Tirar dentro do peito a Emoção,
A lúcida verdade, o Sentimento!
E ser, depois de vir do coração,

Um punhado de cinza esparso ao vento!...

Sonhar um verso de alto pensamento,
E puro como um ritmo de oração!

E ser, depois de vir do coração,
O pó, o nada, o sonho dum momento...

São assim ocos, rudes, os meus versos:
Rimas perdidas, vendavais dispersos,
Com que eu iludo os outros, com que minto!

Quem me dera encontrar o verso puro,
O verso altivo e forte, estranho e duro,

Que dissesse, a chorar, isto que sinto!!

Florbela Espanca

sábado, 3 de maio de 2008

Dice






















I was crying over you
I am smiling I think of you
Where your garden have no walls
Breathe in the air if you care, you compare, don't say farewell
Nothing can compare
To when you roll the dice and swear that your love's for me
Nothing can compare
To when you roll the dice and swear that your love's for me
I was crying over you
I am smiling I think of you
Misty morning and water falls
Breathe in the air if you care, you compare, don't say farewell
Nothing can compare
To when you roll the dice and swear your love's for me
Nothing can compare
To when you roll the dice and swear your love's for me
Nothing can compare
To when you roll the dice and swear your love's for me
Virtuous sensibility
Escape velocity
Nothing can compare
To when you roll the dice and swear your love's for me
Nothing can compare
To when you roll the dice and swear your love's for me
Nothing can compare
To when you roll the dice and swear your love's for me
Breathe in the air if you care, you compare, don't say farewell
Nothing



Finley Quaye

Cocoon






















If you could read my mind, love,
What a tale my thoughts could tell.
Just like an old time movie,
'Bout a ghost from a wishing well.
In a castle dark or a fortress strong,
With chains upon my feet.
You know that ghost is me.
And I will never be set free
As long as I'm a ghost that you can't see.

If I could read your mind, love,
What a tale your thoughts could tell.
Just like a paperback novel,
The kind the drugstores sell.
When you reached the part where the heartaches come,
The hero would be me.
But heroes often fail,
And you won't read that book again
Because the ending's just too hard to take!

I'd walk away like a movie star
Who gets burned in a three way script.
Enter number two:
A movie queen to play the scene
Of bringing all the good things out in me.
But for now, love, let's be real;
I never thought I could act this way
And I've got to say that I just don't get it.
I don't know where we went wrong,
But the feeling's gone
And I just can't get it back.

If you could read my mind, love,
What a tale my thoughts could tell.
Just like an old time movie,
'Bout a ghost from a wishing well.
In a castle dark or a fortress strong.
With chains upon my feet.
But stories always end,
And if you read between the lines,
You'll know that I'm just tryin' to understand
The feelin's that you lack.
I never thought I could feel this way
And I've got to say that I just don't get it.
I don't know where we went wrong,
But the feelin's gone
And I just can't get it back!

Johnny Cash

Essencia
















Pintes a estrela da cor que pintares, ela sera sempre uma estrela!

Wake Up Alone















It's okay in a day, I'm staying busy
Tied up enough so I don’t have to wonder where is he
Got so sick of crying
So just lately
When I catch myself I do a 180
I stay up, clean the house
At least I'm not drinking
Run around just so I don't have to think about thinking
That silent sense of content
That everyone gets
Just disappears soon as the sun sets

His face in my dreams, seizing my guts
He floods me with dread
Soaked to the soul
He swims in my eyes by the bed
Pour myself over him
Moon spilling in
And I wake up alone

Bothers my heart
I'd rather be restless
The second I stop the sleep catches up and I'm breathless
Got this ache in my chest
Cuz my day is done now
The dark covers me and I cannot run now
My blood running cold
I stand before him
It's all I can do to assure him
When he comes to me
I drip for him tonight
Drowning in me, we bathe under blue light

His face in my dreams, seizing my guts
He floods me with dread
Soaked to the soul
He swims in my eyes by the bed
Pour myself over him
Moon spilling in
And I wake up alone
And I wake up alone
And I wake up alone
And I wake up alone

Amy Winehouse















Aljezur, Aljezur...

Passing By






















I don't think you love me
Confusion settling in
I don’t think I'll be staying around here anymore
There's no question that I love you,
but I'm living in my own time
Well here I am, debating
Whether I'm wrong or right

Who am I to make a judgment of your life?
I'm only passing by, passing by

All the promises I gave you
Helped me to survive
And all the times I wished you'd say to me,
"You're the love of my life."

Who am I to make a judgment of your life?
I'm only passing by, passing by

Who am I to make a judgment of your life?
I'm only passing by, passing by

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...

Who am I to make a judgment of your life?
I'm only passing by, passing by


Zero 7

Paraiso Idilico
















Monsaraz...

sexta-feira, 2 de maio de 2008

Scar
















This scar is a fleck on my porcelain skin!

Synergie
















Synergie: un effet plus grand que la somme des effets attendus s'ils avaient opéré indépendamment

ANTI-STEREOTYPES
















I'm EMO, so I MUST cut my wrists.
I'm BLACK, so I MUST carry a gun.
I'm HISPANIC, so I MUST be dirty.
I'm ASIAN, so I MUST be smart.
I'm NOT LIKE EVERYONE ELSE, so I MUST be a loser.
I'm GAY, so I MUST have AIDS.
I'm a LESBIAN, so I MUST have a sex-tape.
I'm ARAB, so I MUST be a terrorist.
I SPEAK MY MIND, so I MUST be a bitch.
I'm OVERWEIGHT, so I MUST have a problem with self control.
I'm a TEENAGE MOM, so I MUST be an irresponsible slut.
I'm an ATHEIST, so I MUST hate the world.
I DON'T HAVE A RELIGION, so I MUST not have morals.
I'm REPUBLICAN, so I MUST not care about poor people.
I'm DEMOCRAT, so I MUST not believe in being responsible.
I am LIBERAL, so I MUST be gay.
I TAKE ANTI-DEPRESSANTS, so I MUST be crazy.
I'm a GUY, so I MUST only want to get into your pants.
I'm IRISH, so I MUST have a bad drinking problem.
I'm INDIAN, so I MUST own a convenient store. I'm a PUNK, so I MUST do drugs.
I'm YOUNG, so I MUST be naive.
I WEAR BLACK, so I MUST be a goth.
I'm BLONDE, so I MUST be a stupid ditz.
I'm CUBAN, so I MUST spend my spare time rolling cigars.
I'm NOT A VIRGIN, so I MUST be easy.
I'm PRETTY, so I MUST not be a virgin.(is this stuck up or just self esteem?)
I HAVE STRAIGHT A'S, so I MUST have no social life.
I DYE MY HAIR CRAZY COLORS, so I MUST be looking for attention.
I DRESS IN UNUSUAL WAYS so I MUST be looking for attention.
I'm INTO THEATER ART, so I MUST be a homosexual.
I'm a VEGETARIAN, so I MUST be a crazy political activist.
I HAVE A BUNCH OF GUY FRIENDS, so I MUST be fucking them all.
I HAVE A BUNCH OF GIRLS WHO ARE FRIENDS, so I MUST be gay.
I HAVE BIG BOOBS, so I MUST be a whore.
I'm COLOMBIAN, so I MUST be a drug dealer.
I WEAR WHAT I WANT, so I MUST be a poser.
I'm GERMAN, so I MUST be a Nazi.
I hang out with GAYS, so I MUST be GAY TOO
I'm BRAZILIAN, so I MUST have a BIG BUTT.
I'm AZOREAN, so I must wear folk clothes, shoes and travel in a cow.
I'm a FEMALE GAMER, so I MUST be ugly or crazy.
I'm BLACK, so I MUST love watermelon and fried chicken.
I'm BI, so I MUST think every person I see is hot.
I'm ASIAN, so I MUST have a small penis.
I have a DIFFERENT sense of HUMOR, so I MUST be crazy.
I don’t like the SUN so I MUST be albino.
I have a lot of FRIENDS, so I MUST love to drink and party.
I wear tight PANTS and I'm a guy, so I MUST be emo.
I couldn't hurt a FLY, So I MUST be a pussy.
I support GAY RIGHTS, so I MUST fit in with everyone.
I hang out with teenaged drinkers and smokers, so I MUST smoke and drink too.
I go to a PRIVATE SCHOOL so I MUST be a rich snob.
I’m CHRISTIAN, so I MUST hate gay people.
I have ARTISTIC TALENT, so I MUST think little of those who don't.
I don't like to be in a BIG GROUP, so I MUST be anti-social.
I participate in SPORTS COMPETITIONS so I MUST think I'm better than you.
I tell people OFF, so I MUST be an overcontrolling bitch.
I’m a NUDIST, so I MUST want everyone to see my boobs.
I’m a GOTH, so I MUST be a Satanist.
I WATCH PORN so I MUST be perverted.
I'm INTELLIGENT so I MUST be weak.
I don't have a BOYFRIEND so I MUST be a lesbian or prude.
I'm not RELIGIOUS so I MUST be a bad person.
I SWEAR so I MUST be a bad person.
I have a CAT so I MUST hate dogs.
I like to ROLEPLAY so I MUST be a freak.
I'm BRUNETTE so I MUST be ugly and smart.
I hate WEARING SHOES so I MUST be a hippie.
I’m DEFENSIVE, so I MUST be overcontrolling and a bitch.

False Flags






















In city shoes
Of clueless blues
Pays the views
And no-mans news
Blades will fade from blood to sport
The heroin's cut these fuses short
Smokers rode a colonial pig
Drink and frame this pain I think
I'm melting silver poles my dear
You bleed your wings and then disappear
The moving scenes and pilot lights
Smithereens have got 'em scaling heights
Modern times come talk me down
And battle lines are drawn across this town
Parisian boys without your names
Ghetto stones instead of chains
Talk 'em down cause it's up in flames
And nothing's changed
Parisian boys without your names
Riot like 1968 again
The days of rage yeah nothing's changed
Well pretty flames
In school I would just bite my tongue
And now your words they strike me down
The flags are false and they contradict
They point and click which wounds to lick
On avenues this Christian breeze
Turns its heart to more needles please
Our eyes roll back and we beg for more
It frays this skin and then underscore
The case for war you spin and bleed
The sales you feel screensavers feed
The girls you breed the soaps that you write
The graceless charm of your gutter snipes
The moving scenes and suburbanites
And smithereens got 'em scaling heights
Modern times come talk me down
The battle lines are drawn across this town
English boys without your names
Ghetto stones instead of chains
Hearts and minds and US planes
Nothing's changed
And English boys without your names
Riot like the 1980's again
The days of rage yeah nothing's changed
More pretty flames

Massive Attack

Oh My Mr. Blue






















There’s something in your hands
There’s something in your eyes
There’s something in your words
There’s someone in my mind…it’s you
In the afternoon
He came with his smile
He said you’re my only one
But I don’t know why

Oh my Mr. Blue
I just can’t see you
Please give me your hand
I can’t understand
That you are not real

But in that night
He ask me to dance
You said in my ear
You’re my only chance

To be like you
To be with you
To feel the blue
Inside you

Oh my Mr. Blue
I just can’t see you
Please give me your hand
I can’t understand
That you are not real


Rita Redshoes

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