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