terça-feira, 21 de outubro de 2008

















You don't understand me
But if the feeling was right
You might comprehend me
And why do you feel the need to tease me
Why don't you turn it around
It might be easier to please me


And there's always another point of view
A better way to do the things we do
And how can you know me
And I know you
If nothing is true


Why do you think that you are doing
But who is the fool, the fool or the fool
that you are fooling
And maybe I just don't see the reason
But in the corner of my heart your ignorance is treason


You think you know how I feel
Its not that big of a deal
There's no such thing its not real


You don't understand me
But if the feeling was right
You might comprehend me
And I don't claim to understand you
But I've been looking around
And I haven't found anybody like you



The Raconteurs

sexta-feira, 17 de outubro de 2008

2 mais 2 sao 5!!!























Acho que talvez seja possivel. Ha sempre duvida nas minhas afirmaçoes, mas nem tantas vezes inerente ao sentimento. De qualquer forma continua a ser inquietante. Reminiscencias do passado rebuscam fragmentos que eu pensava esquecidos. No entanto nao e' grave, vendo bem nao passam de fragmentos... Mas existem, ingentemente inefaveis, eles existem... Apenas para serem, inebriantes, contagiantes e destabilizadores. Eu quero e faço um esforço eximio para me demover a mim mesma da concupiscencia, mas algo bate mais forte. Nao sei bem como organizar estes pensamentos, estes desejos, estes sentimentos, estas ideias. Sei como poderia iluminar-me e nao crucificar-me, mas nao e' facil!

"Confidence Cohen, confidence..."

quinta-feira, 16 de outubro de 2008

One Pure Thought






















What is it, I don’t remember
Made my being so much better
If I can have just one pure thought

What is it, I don’t remember
Made my being so much better
If I can have just one pure thought

I won’t be on my way
I won’t be on my way
(There is no other way out)
I won’t be on my way
I’ll help you on your way

I won’t be on my way
I won’t be on my way
(There is no other way out)
I won’t be on my way
There’s nothing more to say

So far, as you’ve seen
We’ve been the (?) team
To bear arms since Arnold Rogers was (?)
And although the Macarena has entirely been
I believe you will appreciate the rest of this dream

I got some lost damn feeling
Like I’m feeling in threat
I was the child in the forest
With the bones and the bread
I was a train at the point
Where the rail-road ends
Trying to roll across sound

On your steam in my hands

It was a trip that wouldn’t wanna take again
It is a trip that I thought would never end
It was a trip that wouldn’t wanna take again
It is a trip that I thought would never end

What is it, I don’t remember
Made my being so much better
If I can have just one pure thought

What is it, I don’t remember
Made my being so much better
If I can have just one pure thought

What is it, I don’t remember
Made my feeling so much better
If I can have just one pure thought

I won’t be on my way
I won’t be on my way
I won’t be on my way
I won’t be on my way

I won’t be on my way
I won’t be on my way
I won’t be on my way
I’ll help you on your way

I won’t be on my way
I won’t be on my way
I’ll help you on my way
There is nothing more to say




Hot Chip

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