25 de dezembro de 2007

19 de dezembro de 2007

Speak Low



Speak low when you speak, love
Our summer day withers away too soon, too soon
Speak low when you speak, love
Our moment is swift, like ships adrift, were swept apart, too soon
Speak low, darling, speak low
Love is a spark, lost in the dark too soon, too soon
I feel wherever I go that tomorrow is near, tomorrow is here and always too soon
Time is so old and love so brief
Love is pure gold and time a thief
Were late, darling, were late
The curtain descends, evrything ends too soon, too soon
I wait, darling, I wait
Will you speak low to me, speak love to me and soon

Amy Winehouse



There is no greater love
Than what I feel for you
No sweeter song, no heart so true

There is no greater thrill
Than what you bring to me
No sweeter song
Than what you sing, sing to me

You're the sweetest thing
I have ever known
And to think that you are mine alone

There is no greater love
In all the world, it's true
No greater love
Than what I feel for you





18 de dezembro de 2007

16 de dezembro de 2007

PJ Harvey IV



I beg you
My darling
Don't leave me
I'm hurting

Lick my legs
I'm on fire
Lick my lips
I'm desire
I'll tie your legs
Keep you against my chest
No you're not rid of me
I'll make you lick my injuries
I'll twist your head off, say

'Till you say don't you wish you never met her

PJ Harvey III



Catherine
liked high places
High up on the hills
A place for making noises
Noises like the whales
Here she built a chapel with
Her image on the wall
A place where she could rest and
A place where she could wash
And listen to the wind blow

She dreamt of children's voices
And torture on the wheel
Patron-Saint of nothing
A woman of the hills
She once was a lady
Of pleasure, and high-born
A lady of the city
But now she sits and moans
And listens to the wind blow

I see her in her chapel
High up on a hill
She must be so lonely
Oh Mother, can't we give
A husband to our Catherine?
A handsome one, a dear
A rich one for the lady
Someone to listen with


The Wind

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P J Harvey II



C'mon Billy
Come to me
You know I'm waiting
I love you endlessly

C'mon Billy
You're the only one
Don't you think it's time now
You met your only son

I remember
Lover's play
The corn was golden
We lay in it for days

I remember
The things you said
My little Billy,
Come to your lover's bed


C'mon Billy

Mummy, Daddy, please
Send him back to me

How long must I suffer?
Dear god, I've served my time
This love becomes my torture
This love, my only crime

Lover please release me
My arms too weak to grip
My eyes to dry for weeping
My lips too dry to kiss

Calling Jesus, please
Send his love to me

I'm begging Jesus, please
Send his love to me


Send His Love To Me

PJ Harvey I






Little fish, big fish, swimming in the water.
Come back here, man, gimme my daughter.
Little fish, big fish, swimming in the water.
Come back here, man, gimme my daughter.



I was born in the desert
I been down for years
Jesus, come closer
I think my time is near
And I've travelled over
Dry earth and floods
Hell and high water
To bring you my love

This mess we are in




What were you wanting?
I just want to say
Don't ever change now baby
And thank you
I don't think we will meet again
And you must leave now
Before the sunrise
Above skyscrapers
The sin and
This mess we're in and
The city sun sets over me


7 de dezembro de 2007

Queen Bee - Taj Mahal/Toumani Diabate



Sweeter than a honey bee oh, baby been sweet on me
Sweeter than a honey bee oh, my queen bee
Oh she rock me to my soul, oh rock me to my soul
Oh she rock me to my soul, oh rock me to my soul
These songs were made for lovers
Lovers and lovers and lovers and lovers and lovers
And lovers and lovers and lovers, And lovers and
lovers
My soul, my soul
Queen bee
Queen

4 de dezembro de 2007

Let's Dance - M. Ward



Let's dance for fear
your grace should fall
Let's dance for fear tonight is all

Let's sway you could look into my eyes
Let's sway under the moonlight,
this serious moonlight

1 de dezembro de 2007

Sad, Sad Song - M. Ward



I make a sad, make a sad, make a sad, sad song
I make a sad, make a sad, make a sad, sad song

Oh, I went to my Mama
I said, Mama, please
What do you do when your true love leaves?
she said, the hardest thing in the world to do
is to find somebody believes in you.