quarta-feira, 31 de dezembro de 2008

quinta-feira, 25 de dezembro de 2008

Vale a pena dar o SALTO :D

Grande Sergio


A principio é simples, anda-se sózinho
passa-se nas ruas bem devagarinho
está-se bem no silêncio e no borborinho
bebe-se as certezas num copo de vinho
e vem-nos à memória uma frase batida
hoje é o primeiro dia do resto da tua vida

Pouco a pouco o passo faz-se vagabundo
dá-se a volta ao medo, dá-se a volta ao mundo
diz-se do passado, que está moribundo
bebe-se o alento num copo sem fundo
e vem-nos à memória uma frase batida
hoje é o primeiro dia do resto da tua vida

E é então que amigos nos oferecem leito
entra-se cansado e sai-se refeito
luta-se por tudo o que se leva a peito
bebe-se, come-se e alguém nos diz: bom proveito
e vem-nos à memória uma frase batida
hoje é o primeiro dia do resto da tua vida

Depois vêm cansaços e o corpo fraqueja
olha-se para dentro e já pouco sobeja
pede-se o descanso, por curto que seja
apagam-se dúvidas num mar de cerveja
e vem-nos à memória uma frase batida
hoje é o primeiro dia do resto da tua vida

Enfim duma escolha faz-se um desafio
enfrenta-se a vida de fio a pavio
navega-se sem mar, sem vela ou navio
bebe-se a coragem até dum copo vazio
e vem-nos à memória uma frase batida
hoje é o primeiro dia do resto da tua vida

E entretanto o tempo fez cinza da brasa
e outra maré cheia virá da maré vazia
nasce um novo dia e no braço outra asa
brinda-se aos amores com o vinho da casa
e vem-nos à memória uma frase batida
hoje é o primeiro dia do resto da tua vida.

sábado, 20 de dezembro de 2008

UB40.000!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Já não se fazem assim



So your girlfriend wants to be a popstar
And beat the charts outta me
She wants to move a million units man
Probably just to prove she can
And after a couple of hits
She'll be buying a new pair of mitts
I can see just where she's heading
She's as predictable as armageddon

Oh, they don't make 'em like they used to
They don't make 'em like they used to
No, they don't make 'em like they used to
You should have just stuck with me

Your girlfriend wants to be a popstar
And live in primrose hell
She'll join the meritocracy
And get to meet all of rocks aristocracy
And be someone everyone knows
Who all the designers send all their new clothes
But when she starts to look like Kylie Minogue
She might even get her picture in Vogue

Baby they don't make 'em like they used to
They don't make 'em like they used to
No, they don't make 'em like they used to
You should have just stuck with me

Your baby wants to be a popstar
Probably just to spite me
She thinks it's so easy to get to the top
But a girl like that, she won't know where to stop
And when her most recent therapist
Suggests that maybe she become a buddhist
She might even consider giving up red meat
Man, you're gonna look back to when your life was so sweet

You know, they just don't make 'em like they used to
No, they don't make 'em like they used to, baby
They just don't make 'em like they used to
Yeah - you should have just stuck with me
You should have just stuck with me, baby

domingo, 14 de dezembro de 2008

Fidelity



I never loved nobody fully
Always one foot on the ground
And by protecting my heart truly
I got lost in the sounds
I hear in my mind
All these voices
I hear in my mind all these words
I hear in my mind all this music

And it breaks my heart
And it breaks my heart
And it breaks my heart
It breaks my heart

And suppose I never met you
Suppose we never fell in love
Suppose I never ever let you kiss me so sweet and so soft
Suppose I never ever saw you
Suppose we never ever called
Suppose I kept on singing love songs just to break my own fall
Just to break my fall
Just to break my fall
Break my fall
Break my fall

All my friends say that of course its gonna get better
Gonna get better
Better better better better
Better better better

I never love nobody fully
Always one foot on the ground
And by protecting my heart truly
I got lost
In the sounds
I hear in my mind
All these voices
I hear in my mind all these words
I hear in my mind
All this music
And it breaks my heart
It breaks my heart
Breaks my
Heart
Breaks my heart

Lovefool


deveras difícil encontrar o que queria

sábado, 13 de dezembro de 2008

o teu sal é doce

o teu sal é doce

ardor do teu sal que te molha o rosto

doce ardor das feridas
o teu sal

vivo porque arde
e agradeço o teu sal
porque é teu

doce arder no teu sal

nos meus lábios e no meu peito

delicia

bom encontrar em mim o teu sal


vieste

com o teu sal


em mim a dor de renascer
da cartilagem
osso
e fibra
da língua na tua pele em sal

paladar que ganhei


gota à gota me flori
barras que o teu sal corroeu

deveras doce o teu sal

fiz-me árvore e flor em sal
respiro o teu ar
maresia
contra o dorso o calor
vida do teu sal
sofimento

doce o teu sal
salado amor

doce doce doce
o ardor
o teu sal

fecho os olhos
lagos que me cegam à primeira gota do teu sexo em sal


cataclismo



como é doce o teu sal
na minha boca o teu sal

quinta-feira, 11 de dezembro de 2008

quarta-feira, 10 de dezembro de 2008

O teu sal é doce



Mais um Minuto


Hoje viajo no rio
que escolhi navegar
Não à deriva como antes
mas de leme a velejar




Mais um minuto desta vida imensa
Mais um minuto desta luz no olhar




Não recuso a viagem
Como podia recusar?


Tomo-lhe a cor
o cheiro
o som
a aragem
o paladar



Mais um minuto desta vida imensa
mais um minuto desta luz no olhar!




Quero grita-lo na voz,
se esta me faltar
vou brilha-lo no olhar
e se este se turvar
hei de mostra-lo num sorriso!



Mas quando nem isso...





Lembrem-me!
É aqui o paraíso!
Não vou querer estar noutro lugar!






Mais um minuto desta vida imensa
Mais um minuto desta luz no olhar!


Toda esta bolina intensa
e intensa certeza de voltar!






Mais um

Um minuto

Sempre mais!

Minutos a navegar.

domingo, 7 de dezembro de 2008

Ford Escort 1973



Magníficos quilómetros que fiz ao som desta.

Saudade.

As tuas verdadeiras cores :)


You with the sad eyes
don't be discouraged
oh I realize
it's hard to take courage
in a world full of people
you can lose sight of it all
and the darkness inside you
can make you fell so small

But I see your true colors
shining through
I see your true colors
and that's why I love you
so don't be afraid to let them show
your true colors
true colors are beautiful
like a rainbow

Show me a smile then
don't be unhappy, can't remember
when I last saw you laughing
if this world makes you crazy
and you've taken all you can bear
you call me up
because you know I'll be there

And I'll see your true colors
shining through
I see your true colors
and that's why I love you
so don't be afraid to let them show
your true colors
true colors are beautiful
like a rainbow

quarta-feira, 3 de dezembro de 2008

A verdade apanha-se com enganos - A naifa




sonhei aos vinte anos durante três avé-marias
que eu tinha-me roubado a minha vida
depois de treler o monte dos vendavais
decidi ir contra a futilidade do romance

fui apanhado aos vinte e dois anos
em plena capicua inocente e rua
em amantíssima posse viral

a verdade apanha-se com enganos

aos vinte e três outonos apaixonei-me doze vezes
e nem sempre pelas mesmas almas
mas sobrevivi a um coração míope

sábado, 29 de novembro de 2008

Playground Love - Air



I'm a high school lover, and you're my favorite flavor
Love is all, all my soul
You're my playground love

Yet my hands are shaking
I feel my body reeling
Time's no matter, I'm on fire
On the playground love

You're the piece of gold
That flashes on my soul
Extra time, on the ground
You're my playground love

Anytime, anywhere,
You're my playground love.

domingo, 26 de outubro de 2008

Realidade

Em ti o meu olhar fez-se alvorada,
E a minha voz fez-se gorjeio de ninho,
E a minha rubra boca apaixonada
Teve a frescura pálida do linho.

Embriagou-me o teu beijo como um vinho
Fulvo de Espanha, em taça cinzelada,
E a minha cabeleira desatada
Pôs a teus pés a sombra dum caminho.

Minhas pálpebras são cor de verbena,
Eu tenho os olhos garços, sou morena,
E para te encontrar foi que eu nasci...

Tens sido vida fora o meu desejo,
E agora, que te falo, que te vejo,
Não sei se te encontrei, se te perdi...

Florbela Espanca em Charneca em Flor

Neon



A vial of hope and a vial of pain
In the light they both looked the same
Poured them out on into the world
On every boy and every girl

It's in the Neon Bible, the Neon Bible
Not much chance for survival
If the Neon Bible is right

Take the poison of your age
Don't lick your fingers when you turn the page
What I know is what you know is right
In the city it's the only light
It's the Neon Bible, the Neon Bible
Not much chance for survival
If the Neon Bible is right

Oh God! Well look at you now!
Oh! You lost it, but you don't know how!
In the light of a golden calf
Oh God! I had to laugh!

Take the poison of your age
Don't lick your fingers when you turn the page
It was wrong but you said it was right
In the future I will read at night

It's the Neon Bible, the Neon Bible
Not much chance for survival
If the Neon Bible is true

domingo, 10 de agosto de 2008

"Triumph Of A Heart"


The nerves are sending shimmering signals
All through my fingers
The veins support
Blood that gushes impulsively towards
Is the triumph of a heart that gives all
That gives all
The triumph of a heart that gives all
That gives all
The stubborn trunks of these legs of mine
Serve as pathways for my favourite fuel
Heading upwards towards my kidneys
(That celebrate)
The triumph of a heart that gives all

Smooth soft red velvety lungs
Are pushing a network of oxygen joyfully
Through a nose, through a mouth
But all enjoys, which brings us to
The triumph of a heart that gives all
That gives all


Bjork, Who is it?




His embrace, a fortress
It fuels me
And places
A skeleton of trust
Right beneath us
Bone by bone
Stone by stone
If you ask yourself patiently and carefully:
Who is it ?
Who is it that never lets you down ?
Who is it that gave you back your crown ?
And the ornaments are going around
Now they're handing it over
Handing it over

He demands a closeness
We all have earned a lightness
Carry my joy on the left
Carry my pain on the right

If you ask yourself patiently and carefully:
Who is it ?
Who is it that never lets you down ?
Who is it that gave you back your crown ?
And the ornaments are going around
Now they're handing it over
Handing it over

Have you hever...?

Have you ever wandered lonely through the woods?
And everything there feels just as it should
You're part of the life there
You're part of something good
If you've ever wandered lonely through the woods.

Have you ever wandered lonely through the woods?

Have you ever stared into a starry sky?
Lying on your back you're asking why
What's the purpose I wonder who am I
If you've ever stared into a starry sky.

Have you ever stared into a starry sky?

Have you ever been out walking in the snow?
Tried to get back to where you were before
You always end up not knowing where to go
If you've ever been out walking in the snow.

If you'd ever been out walking you would know!


quinta-feira, 26 de junho de 2008

Keep On Tryin’

I’ve been thinkin’ ’bout
All the times you told me
You’re so ful of doubt
You just can’t let it be
But I know
If you keep comin’ back for more
Then I’ll keep on tryin’
Keep on tryin’

And I’ve been drinkin’ now
Just a little too much
And I don’t know how
I can get in touch with you
Now there’s only one thing
For me to do, that’s to
To get home to you

And I feel so satiesfied when
I can see you smile
I want to confide in
All that is true, so i’ll
Keep on tryin’ i’m
Through with lyin’
Just like the sun above
I’ll come shinin, trough
Oh yes i’ll
Keep on tryin’, i’m
Tired of cryin’
I got to find a way
To get on home to you

I’ve been thingin’ ’bout
All the times you held me
I never heard you shout
The flow of energy was so fine
Now I think I’ll lay it on the line
And keep on tryin’
To get home to you

And I feel so satiesfied when
I can see you smile
I want to confide in
All that is true, so i’ll
Keep on tryin’ i’m
Through with lyin’
Just like the sun above
I’ll come shinin, trough
Yes I will
Oh yes i’ll
Keep on tryin’, i’m
Tired of cryin’
I got to find a way
To get on home to you

'A minha próxima vida' de Woody Allen

Na minha próxima vida quero vivê-la de trás para a frente. Começar morto para despachar logo esse assunto. Depois acordar num lar de idosos e sentir-me melhor a cada dia que passa. Ser expulso porque estou demasiado saudável, ir receber a pensão e começar a trabalhar, receber logo um relógio de ouro no primeiro dia. Trabalhar 40 anos até ser novo o suficiente para gozar a reforma. Divertir-me, embebedar-me e ser de uma forma geral promíscuo, e depois estar pronto para o liceu. Em seguida a primária, fica-se criança e brinca-se. Não temos responsabilidades e ficamos um bebé até nascermos. Por fim, passamos 9 meses a flutuar num spa de luxo com aquecimento central, serviço de quartos à descrição e um quarto maior de dia para dia e depois Voila! Acaba como um orgasmo! I rest my case.

domingo, 22 de junho de 2008

Strange Love Boat

Tomorrow Annie

Muppets Show

Fraggle Rock

Ready For The Floor


Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it now
Say it, say it, say it, say it, say it, say it, say it now

Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it now
Say it, say it, say it, say it, say it, say it, say it now

Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it now

Stand carving up the wall
Why don't you open up at all?
I am ready, I am ready for a fall

Stand carving up the wall
Why don't you open up at all?
We are ready, we are ready for the floor

I can't hear your voice, do I have a choice?
I'm hoping with chance, you might take this dance
I can't hear your voice, do I have a choice?
(You're sinking below, I'm using my force)
I'm hoping with chance, you might take this dance
You're my number one guy

Stand carving up the wall
Why don't you open up at all?
I am ready, I am ready for a fall

Stand carving up the wall
Why don't you open up at all?
We are ready, we are ready for the floor

I can't hear your voice, do I have a choice?
(You're sinking below, I'm using my force)
I'm hoping with chance, you might take this dance
You're my number one guy
number one guy
number, number, number, number, number,
one, one, one, one, one guy

(number one guy) Stand carving up the wall
(one, one guy) Why don't you open up at all?
(number, number, number one)I am ready, I am ready for a fall

(number one, number one) Stand carving up the wall
(number one, one, one) Why don't you open up at all?
(guy, guy) We are ready, we are ready for the floor

(number one guy) Stand carving up the wall
(number, number, one, one) Why don't you open up at all?
(guy) I am ready, I am ready for a fall

(You're my number one guy, number one) Stand carving up the wall
(number, number, one, one) Why don't you open up at all?
(number, number, one, one) We are ready for the floor

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


sábado, 21 de junho de 2008

I loved you first (samson)

"Samson"

You are my sweetest downfall
I loved you first, I loved you first
Beneath the sheets of paper lies my truth
I have to go, I have to go
Your hair was long when we first met

Samson went back to bed
Not much hair left on his head
He ate a slice of wonder bread and went right back to bed
And history books forgot about us and the bible didn't mention us
And the bible didn't mention us, not even once

You are my sweetest downfall
I loved you first, I loved you first
Beneath the stars came fallin' on our heads
But they're just old light, they're just old light
Your hair was long when we first met

Samson came to my bed
Told me that my hair was red
Told me I was beautiful and came into my bed
Oh I cut his hair myself one night
A pair of dull scissors in the yellow light
And he told me that I'd done alright
And kissed me 'til the mornin' light, the mornin' light
And he kissed me 'til the mornin' light

Samson went back to bed
Not much hair left on his head
Ate a slice of wonderbread and went right back to bed
Oh, we couldn't bring the columns down
Yeah we couldn't destroy a single one
And history books forgot about us
And the bible didn't mention us, not even once

You are my sweetest downfall
I loved you first

As Tormentas

Porque os outros se mascaram mas tu não
Porque os outros usam a virtude
Para comprar o que não tem perdão.
Porque os outros têm medo mas tu não.
Porque os outros são os túmulos caiados
Onde germina calada a podridão.
Porque os outros se calam mas tu não.

Porque os outros se compram e se vendem
E os seus gestos dão sempre dividendo.
Porque os outros são hábeis mas tu não.

Porque os outros vão à sombra dos abrigos
E tu vais de mãos dadas com os perigos.
Porque os outros calculam mas tu não.

Sophia de Mello Breyner Andresen in As Tormentas.