29 de novembro de 2008

While You were Sleeping


And it’ll haunt you
My honey bee,
Anyone who’s anyone
Has that same dream.
Were you falling,
Were you flying,
Were you calling out
Or were you dying?
But thank god you’re up now,
Let’s stay this way,
Else there’ll be no mornings
And no more days.
‘Cause when we’re dreaming
The babies grow,
The stars shine
And the shadows flow.
Time flies,
The phone rings,
There is a silence
When everbody tries to sing.
Uh oh,
Uh oh
Uh oh
Uh oh
Uh oh…..


 

50,000 volts of electricity (unplugged)

25 de novembro de 2008

Helen





I just heard the news,
a new one is on your line.
I just heard the news,
it's taking all my time.

What will you do
when I'm fine?
What will I write
when I'm fine?

I just heard the news,
a new one is on your line.
Legs they're wrapped around,
a victim by surprise.

What will you do
when I'm fine?
What will I write
when I'm fine.

Helen, if you called my name you know I'd go.
In much the same way the sun steals the snow.
I've been burned by the heat two bodies make.
A little bird told me that your type is too ripe to take.







24 de novembro de 2008

Serenade


Serenata

Permita que eu feche os meus olhos,
pois é muito longe e tão tarde!
Pensei que era apenas demora,
e cantando pus-me a esperar-te.

Permite que agora emudeça:
que me conforme em ser sozinha.
Há uma doce luz no silencio,
e a dor é de origem divina.

Permite que eu volte o meu rosto
para um céu maior que este mundo,
e aprenda a ser dócil no sonho
como as estrelas no seu rumo.

                                     Cecília Meireles




Bem-me-quer-Mal-me-quer



A luta sublime – touché direito ao coração, direito ao pé esquerdo.
                                                                                           O.R.





22 de novembro de 2008

Cello Song


Strange face
With your eyes
So pale and sincere
Underneath you know well
You have nothing to fear
For the dreams that came
To you when so young
Told of a life
Where spring is sprung
You would seem so frail
In the cold of the night
When the armies of emotion
Go out to fight
But while the earth
Sinks to it’s grave
You sail to the sky
On the crest of a wave








 

18 de novembro de 2008

apetece-me

PALAVRÃO.

APATIAS

submergem- me.

VONTADES

demasiadas.

REALIDADE

não gosto.

PALAVRÕES

sei-os todos.

15 de novembro de 2008

Joseph



They want to see me cry
I would rather fly
I'm swimming in my grease
Angel, touch my face

She leads me by my hand
To castles in the sand
Suffocating from concrete
She I like to meet

I have to leave to look
I had to take a took (?)
I have to feel alone
I have to change my tone

I begin to wash my sins
I'm tryin' (?), my life begins


I sit up, I stand down
I sit up, I spin around






6 de novembro de 2008

World Citizen (I Won't be Disappointed)



I want to feel
Until my heart can take no more
And there's nothing in this world I wouldn't give

I want to break
The indifference of the days
I want a conscience that will keep me wide awake

I won't be disappointed
I won't be disappointed
I won't be.



Palabra o Sonido



" Mi abuela tenía una teoría muy interesante, decía que si bien todos nacemos con una caja de cerillas en nuestro interior, no las podemos encender solos, necesitamos oxígeno y la ayuda de una vela. Sólo que en este caso el oxígeno tiene que provenir, por ejemplo, del aliento de la persona amada; la vela puede ser cualquier tipo de alimento, música, caricia, palabra o sonido que haga disparar el detonador y así encender una de las cerillas. Por un momento, nos sentiremos deslumbrados por una intensa emoción. "

Laura Esquivel

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