terça-feira, 29 de maio de 2007

domingo, 27 de maio de 2007

Meu Rosto, Teu Rosto

Teu rosto, no meu rosto, descansado.
Meu corpo, no teu corpo, adormecido.
Bater de asas, tão longe, noutro tempo,
sem relógio nem espaço proibido.

Oh, que atónitos olhos nos contemplam,
nos sorriem, nos dizem: Sossegai!
Românticos amantes, viajantes eternos,
olham por nós na hora que se esvai!

Que música de prados e de fontes!
Que riso de águas vem para nos levar?
Meu rosto, no teu rosto de horizontes,
Meu corpo, no teu corpo, a flutuar.

"Poema de Amor", Natércia Freire

Perdão nos Teus Olhos



The perfect words never crossed my mind,
'cause there was nothing in there but you,
I felt every ounce of me screaming out,
But the sound was trapped deep in me,
All I wanted just sped right past me,
While I was rooted fast to the earth,
I could be stuck here for a thousand years,
Without your arms to drag me out,

There you are standing right in front of me
All this fear falls away to leave me naked,
Hold me close cause I need you to guide me to safety

No I won't wait forever

In the confusion and the aftermath,
You are my signal fire,
The only resolution and the only joy,
Is the faint spark of forgiveness in your eyes,

There you are standing right in front of me
All this fear falls away to leave me naked,
Hold me close cause I need you to guide me to safety,

There you are standing right in front of me
All this fear falls away to leave me naked,
Hold me close cause I need you to guide me to safety,

No I won't wait forever

"Signal Fire", Snow Patrol

quarta-feira, 23 de maio de 2007

Perdição

Poderá haver felicidade
quando se está perdido?
Será a perdição uma finalidade?
Ou uma maldição?
Ou uma liberdade?
E valerá a pena tentar não ser vencido,
ao querermos encontrar caminho de volta,
só porque alguém nos diz que devemos voltar?

Ou é o abandono que nos fará feliz?
E como experimentar?

"Feliz?", Jeremias

domingo, 20 de maio de 2007

Dedicatória

Dedicado as todas as S., P., I., D., A., B., C., e afins, de Portugal (todas diferentes, todas iguas)! Que fiquem bem... ou então não. Hasta!



There's a look on your face I would like to knock out
See the sin in your grin and the shape of your mouth
All I want is to see you in terrible pain
Though we won’t ever meet I remember your name

Can't believe you were once just like anyone else
then you grew and became like the devil himself
Pray to God I think of a nice thing to say
But I don't think I can so fuck you anyway

You`re a scum, you`re a scum and I hope that you know
That the cracks in your smile are beginning to show
Now the world needs to see that it's time you should go
There's no light in your eyes and your brain is too slow

Can't believe you were once just like anyone else
then you grew and became like the devil himself
Pray to God I can think of a nice thing to say
But I don't think I can so fuck you anyway

Bet you sleep like a child with your thumb in your mouth
I could creep up beside put a gun in your mouth
makes me sick when I hear all the shit that you say
so much crap coming out it must take you all day

There's a space kept in hell with your name on the seat
With a spike in the chair just to make it complete
When you look at yourself do you see what I see
If you do why the fuck are you looking at me

There’s a time for us all and I think yours has been
Can you please hurry up cos I find you obscene
We can’t wait for the day that you’re never around
When that face isn’t here and you rot underground

Can’t believe you were once just like anyone else
Then you grew and became like the devil himself
Pray to god I can think of a nice thing to say
But I don’t think I can so fuck you anyway

SO FUCK YOU ANYWAY

"Fuck You", Archive

sábado, 19 de maio de 2007

Longe

Longe de ti são ermos os caminhos,
Longe de ti não há luar nem rosas,
Longe de ti há noites silenciosas,
Há dias sem calor, beirais sem ninhos!

Meus olhos são dois velhos pobrezinhos
Perdidos pelas noites invernosas...
Abertos, sonham mãos cariciosas,
Tuas mãos doces, plenas de carinhos!

Os dias são Outonos: choram... choram...
Há crisântemos roxos que descoram...
Há murmúrios dolentes de segredos...

Invoco o nosso sonho! Estendo os braços!
E ele é, ó meu Amor, pelos espaços,
Fumo leve que foge entre os meus dedos!...

"Fumo", Florbela Espanca

quinta-feira, 17 de maio de 2007

Solidão



"Lonely Day" - System Of A Down

Quando estou só reconheço
Se por momentos me esqueço
Que existo entre outros que são
Como eu sós, salvo que estão
Alheados desde o começo.
E se sinto quanto estou
Verdadeiramente só,
Sinto-me livre mas triste.
Vou livre para onde vou,
Mas onde vou nada existe.
Creio contudo que a vida
Devidamente entendida
É toda assim, toda assim.
Por isso passo por mim
Como por coisa esquecida.
Fernando Pessoa

terça-feira, 15 de maio de 2007

Tão Profundo

I thought you'd be out of my mind
And I'd finally found a way to learn to live without you
I thought it was just a matter of time
Till I had a hundred reasons not to think about you

But it's just not so
And after all this time, I still can't let go

I've still got your face
Painted on my heart
Drawn upon my soul
Etched upon my memory, baby

And I've got your kiss
Still burning on my lips
The touch of your fingertips
This love so deep inside of me, baby

I've tried everything that I can
To get my heart to forget you
But it just can't seem to

I guess it's just no use
In every part of me
Is still a part of you

And I've still got your face
Painted on my heart
Drawn upon my soul
Etched upon my memory, baby

And I've got your kiss
Still burning on my lips
The touch of your fingertips
This love so deep inside of me, baby

I've still got your face
Painted on my heart
Painted on my hear
tPainted on my heart, oh yeah yeah

Something in your eyes keeps haunting me
I'm trying to escape you
And I know there ain't no way to
To chase you from my mind

I've still got your face
Painted on my heart
Drawn upon my soul
Etched upon my memory, baby

And I've got your kiss
Still burning on my lips
The touch of your fingertips
This love so deep inside of me, baby

I've still got your face
I've still got your face
Painted on my heart
Painted on my heart
Painted on my heart

C'mon C'mon C'mon C'mon Baby
C'mon C'mon Baby
C'mon C'mon Baby

I've still got your face
Painted on my heart

"Painted On My Heart", The Cult

segunda-feira, 14 de maio de 2007

Marcas para Sempre



"Painted In My Heart" - The Cult

Mal

E porque espero ainda?
Esperei sempre por ti como se fosses eu,
para nunca chegar a lado algum
que não fosse o meio que se perdeu
de não justificar um fim nenhum.
O mal que me fizeste, o bem que só te quero,
és tu que não vieste, ou eu que já não espero?

"Espera", Jeremias

sábado, 12 de maio de 2007

Talvez...



I never want to be alone
Never want to be alone without you
I never did believe in much
What if all the things I’m fearing are true
And I thought I knew you well
Maybe I don’t know as much as I think

Sometimes it makes no sense
Sometimes you just can’t tell
Sometimes it makes me wonder

Seems like the more I give
The more I’m losing you
Seems like the more I have
The more I have to lose

They say in love there are no rules
Looking back it only stands in your way
And now you need someone to blame
I never thought I’d hear you talking that way

Says she believes in me
Says she can make me breathe
Sometimes it makes me wonder

Seems like the more I give
The more I’m losing you
Seems like you’re here to stay
You’re only passing through
It feels like it
You talk like it
You act like it
It feels like I’m losing you

Seems like the more I give
The more I’m losing you
Says she believes in me
Says she can make me breathe
Seems like you’re here to stay
You’re only passing through
I thought I knew you well
And now I’m losing you
It feels like it
You talk like it
You act like it
It feels like I’m losing you
It seems like the more I give
It feels like I’m losing you

"Seems Like I'm Losing You", Gun

quinta-feira, 10 de maio de 2007

quarta-feira, 9 de maio de 2007

Equação

Recordações...
Saíram da minha vida como se ficassem,
como se chorassem tudo o que perdi.
Espelho partido do passado,
morto das saudades que senti,
cego e mudo, dos meus restos de mim,
das minhas orações...

Equação contraditória do absurdo,
onde já comprometi
o somatório errado
de vir a ser sem ti
aquilo que na vida nunca fui,
no que já foi passado pois que nunca vivi.
Ao que fui surdo e mudo
por me não ser negado.

"Saudade", Jeremias

domingo, 6 de maio de 2007

Onde Estás?



Are you there?
Is it wonderful to know
All the ghosts...
All the ghosts...
Freak my selfish out
My mind is happy
Need to learn to let it go
I know you'd do no harm to me
But since you've been gone I've been lost inside
Tried and failed as we walked by the riverside
And I wish you could see the love in her eyes
The best friend that eluded you lost in time
Burned alive in the heat of a grieving mind
But what can I say now?
It couldn't be more wrong
Cos there's no one there
Unmistakably lost and without a care
Did we lose all the love that we could have shared
And its wearing me down
And its turning me round
And I can't find a way
Now to find it out
Where are you when I need you...
Are you there?
"Are You There?", Anathema

sábado, 5 de maio de 2007

Muros



"Amie", Damien Rice

Volta

Quando já só me resta a falta de um desejo,
na saudade do que já foi, e que não mais será,
talvez novo futuro, no qual nada prevejo,
me traga um sentimento que de ninguém virá.

Quando o meu próprio ser é um vazio total.
Quando não vejo mais o fim p'ra que prossigo.
Quando também me falta a fé no imortal
e quando já nem sei, nem creio no que digo.
Quando já nem me resta o que julgava ser
uma mentira que possa ser final,
que mais na vida me fica p'ra viver?

A esperança que num dia algo virá de novo?
Que a realidade de hoje é algo de irreal
e que o bem e o mal são ilusões de um povo?
Ou que a hora que passa é um clarão final,
um novo sol brilhante, um novo renascer?

Poderei só reter parte dum passado,
de amor, ou amizade, ou mesmo de ideal?
Ou só o esquecimento acaba a ansiedade
de podermos, mas sem finalmente não poder,
ter anseios, nem desejos, nem vontade, nem querer,
e mesmo assim, ficando ainda em nós
a força de matar, ao pensarmos em morrer?

Então, talvez seja verdade voltar a decobrir
que novas seduções podem viver comigo:
amor, ambição, beleza, botão de rosa a abrir...
Ou simplesmente a volta de um amigo.

"Um Amigo", Jeremias

Sem Alma

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quinta-feira, 3 de maio de 2007

Contradições



I think I'm drowning
Asphyxiated
I wanna break this spell
That you've created

You're something beautiful
A contradiction
I wanna play the game
I want the friction

You will be the death of me
You will be the death of me

Bury itI won't let you bury it
I won't let you smother it
I won't let you murder it

Our time is running out
Our time is running out
You can't push it underground
You can't stop it screaming out

I wanted freedom
Bound and restricted
I tried to give you up
But I'm addicted

Now that you know I'm trapped sense of elation
You'd never dream of
Breaking this fixation

You will squeeze the life out of me

Bury itI won't let you bury it
I won't let you smother it
I won't let you murder it

Our time is running out
Our time is running out
You can't push it underground
You can't stop it screaming out
How did it come to this?
Oh

You will suck the life out of me

Bury itI won't let you bury it
I won't let you smother it
I won't let you murder it

Our time is running out
Our time is running out
You can't push it underground
You can't stop it screaming out
How did it come to this?
Oh

"Time Is Running Out", Muse

Coisas

Amar o perdido
deixa confundido
este coração.

Nada pode o olvido
contra o sem sentido
apelo do Não.

As coisas tangíveis
tornam-se insensíveis
à palma da mão.

Mas as coisas findas,
muito mais que lindas,
essas ficarão.

"Memória", Carlos Drummond de Andrade

terça-feira, 1 de maio de 2007

Promessas como Mentiras

Dedicado a todas as pessoas que de uma maneira ou de outra me magoaram, me tentaram quebrar, amigos que foram, pessoas a quem me dei de corpo e alma (isso a culpa foi minha) e o que recebi em troca foram palavras e olhares frios e vazios como se eu fosse um gato vadio posto de lado. Pois bem a essas pessoas só vos digo isto:
O QUE NÃO NOS MATA TORNA-NOS MAIS FORTES!



I won't suffer, be broken, get tired, or wasted
Surrender to nothing, or give up what I
Started and stopped it, from end to beginning
A new day is coming, and I am finally free

Run away, run away, I'll attack
Run away, run away, go change yourself
Run away, run away, now I'll attack
I'll attack, I'll aa-WHOOOAAAAAAAAA

I would have kept you, forever, but we had to sever
It ended for both of us, faster than a
Kill off this thinking, it's starting to sink in
I'm losing control now, and without you I can finally see

Run away, run away, I'll attack
Run away, run away, go change yourself
Run away, run away, now I'll attack
I'll attack, I'll aa-WHOOOAAAAAAAAA

Your promises, they look like lies
Your honesty, like a back that hides a knife (knife)
I promise you (promise you)
I promise you (promise you)
And I am finally free

Run away, run away, I'll attack
Run away, run away, go change yourself
Run away, run away, now I'll attack
I'll attack, I'll attack, I will attack

Run away, I'll attack, I will attack
Run away, I'll attack, I will attack

Run away (Run away), I'll attack (I'll attack)
I'll aa-WHOOOAAAAAAAAA

Your promises
(promises, promises)
I promise you
(promise you)
I promise you
(promise you, promise you)

"Attack", 30 Seconds to Mars

Olhares

Nesta hora, enquanto te olho, lembro
Aquele sorriso aberto entre bem poucas flores do Outono
Eu contando histórias... tu sentindo
A minha timidez cortada de olhares rápidos.
Assim foi... até que um pássaro voou cantando.
Depois, o ondular vibrante dos pinheiros,
Nossos corpos rolando
Nos planos inclinados de um sol quase a extinguir-se.
O próprio tempo esquecendo-se
De nos ver inseparados.

Rui Cinatti

Sofre...Como Eu



So far
Left with nothing
Hanging by a memory
No stars
To give me one wish
So lost in the dark
Feels like I'm caving in from the outside
All right
All wrong
See you again
So long
Nothing matters anymore at all
Nothing matters anymore
Life's not meant to be disposable
Lost. Found. Dead.
Ready and willing
Can't stop the bleeding
Life's not meant to be expendable
Rain. Sun. Gone.
Left robbed unwilling
Can't fight the feeling
So low
Overwhelming
Clinging to a tragedy
So clearHear weeping voices
Tears fall in the dark
Feels like I'm carving in from the outside
So lost. So gone. So wrong.
Life's not meant to be disposable
Lost. Found. Dead.
Ready and willing
Can't stop the bleeding
Life's not meant to be expendable
Rain. Sun. Gone.
Left robbed unwilling
Can't fight the feeling
It's never ending
Never goes away
But you did
It's never ending
Never goes away
But you did...
Why
The body's just a vehicle to hold
Until we find another space
Find another place
To start this over
The enemy
The action I can't condone
Do you suffer with me
Can I give you my loss
To feelTo hold close
Can I give you my pain
To feel
To be eaten alive by
Conscience
Suffer
Fucking suffer
Suffer like me
Life's not meant to be disposable
Lost. Found. Dead.
Ready and willing
Can't stop the bleeding
Life's not meant to be expendable
Rain. Sun. Gone.
Left robbed unwilling
Can't fight the feeling

"Rain.Sun.Gone.", Mudvayne