Monday, November 23, 2009

I am back

Mas que blogger desnaturada em que me tornei... mais de 3 meses sem postar... O tempo voou e nem assinalei o aniversário aqui deste meu cantinho. Shame on me....Nem parece meu deixar um aniversário por passar... Se bem que não é meu costume esquecer-me do aniversário de ninguém, desde o verão que não tenho dado muita importância aos aniversários. Será um presságio de mudança, ou apenas mais uma fase? O tempo o dirá...
Pois o que se passou desde Agosto para cá? Muita coisa, muito trabalho, formação e traduções e alguns concertos. Nem sei por onde começar com tanta coisa que tenho para dizer e que provavelmente deixarei pela metade. Então vamos falar de concertos hehe! E depois das músicas. Cronologicamente e desde Agosto, pois que em Julho foi o Optimus Alive e foram 3 dias muito intensos e fatigantes. Com algumas desilusões pelo meio, nomeadamente, músicas que queria ouvir e as bandas não tocaram. Apesar de ter assistido a uma série de bons espectáculos, as expectativas eram muito elevadas e não foram todas preenchidas. Faltaram pelo menos duas músicas:

De Slipknot faltou esta:

"She seemed dressed in all of me
Stretched across my shame,
All the torment and the pain
Leaked through and covered me.
I'd do anything to have her to myself,
Just to have her for myself.
Now I don't know what to do,
I don't know what to do
When she makes me sad.
She is everything to me,
The unrequited dream,
The song that no one sings,
The unattainable.
She's a myth that I have to believe in,
All I need to make it real is one more reason.
I don't know what to do,
I don't know what to do when she makes me sad.
But I won't let this build up inside of me.
I won't let this build up inside of me.
I won't let this build up inside of me.
I won't let this build up inside of me.
A catch in my throat, choke,
Torn into pieces, I won't.
No.I don't want to be this but
I won't let this build up inside of me (won't let this build up inside of me)
She isn't real.
I can't make her real.
She isn't real.
I can't make her real."

E de Dave Mathews Band faltou esta:

"Crazy how it feels tonight
Crazy how you make it all alright love
You crush me with the things you do
I do for you anything too
Sitting smoking feeling high
In this moment it feels so right
Lovely lady I am at your feet
God I want you so badly
I wonder this
Could tomorrow be
So wondrous as you there sleeping
Let's go drive 'till morning comes
Watch the sunrise to fill our souls up
Drink some wine 'till we get drunk
It's crazy I'm thinking
Just knowing that the world is round
Here I'm dancing on the ground
Am I right side up or upside down
Is this real or am I dreaming
Lovely lady
Let me drink you please
I won't spill a drop
I promise you
Lying under this spell you cast on me
Each moment
The more I love you
Crush me
Come on
It's crazy
I'm thinking
Just knowing that the world is round
Here I'm dancing on the ground
Am I right side up or upside down
Is it real or am I dreaming
Lovely lady
I will treat you sweetly
Adore you
I mean you crush me
It's times like these
When my faith I feel
And I know how I love you
Come on Lady
It's crazy I'm thinking
Just as long as you're around
And here
I'll be dancing on the ground
Am I right side up or upside down
To each other we'll be facing
By love we'll beat back the pain we've found
You know I mean to tell you all the things
I've been thinking deep inside
My friend
With each moment the more
I love you
Crush me
Come on
So much you have given love
That I would give you back again and again
Meaning I'll hold you
And please let me always"

No entanto, apesar da tiny little disappointment, foram concertos para mim grandiosos.

Sunday, August 2, 2009

Judas

Hoje, apesar de ser um dia cinzento, não posso de deixar aqui duas músicas que ouvi e que sempre me marcaram pela sonoridade e pela letra. São de uma das minhas bandas preferidas, os Depeche Mode, que já tive o prazer de ver ao vivo e a cores. São daquelas músicas que me entraram no ouvido e no coração à primeira audição. Como quase todas as músicas desta banda são muito profundas, não só pela letra, mas também pela música que as acompanha...

Judas

Is simplicity best
Or simply the easiest
The narrowest path
Is always the holiest
So walk on barefoot for me
Suffer some misery
If you want my love
If you want my love

Man will survive
The harshest conditions
And stay alive
Through difficult decisions
So make up your mind for me
Walk the line for me
If you want my love
If you want my love

Idle talk
And hollow promises
Cheating Judases
Doubting Thomases
Don't just stand there and shout it
Do something about it

You can fulfill
Your wildest ambitions
And I'm sure you will
Lose your inhibitions
So open yourself for me
Risk your health for me
If you want my love
If you want my love
If you want my love
If you want my love

Only when I lose myself

It's only when I lose myself in someone else
That I find myself
I find myself
It's only when I lose myself in someone else
That I find myself
I find myself
Something beautiful is happening inside for me
Something sensual, it's full of fire and mystery
I feel hypnotized, I feel paralyzed
I have found heaven
There's a thousand reasons
Why I shouldn't spend my time with you
For every reason not to be here I can think of two
Keep me hanging on
Feeling nothing's wrong
Inside your heaven
It's only when I lose myself in someone else
That I find myself
I find myself
It's only when I lose myself in someone else
That I find myself
I find myself
I can feel the emptiness inside me fade and disappear
There's a feeling of contentment now that you are here
I feel satisfied
I belong inside
Your velvet heaven
Did I need to sell my soul
For pleasure like this
Did I have to lose control
To treasure your kiss
Did I need to place my heart
In the palm of your hand
Before I could even start
To understand
It's only when I lose myself in someone else
That I find myself
I find myself
It's only when I lose myself in someone else
That I find myself
I find myself

Um domingo diferente

Hoje acordei e não senti vontade de ver ninguém. Já estou assim desde ontem, por isso ao invés de sair e de me tentar divertir fiquei em casa a ver televisão. Os tempos mudaram e este Agosto está ainda estranho para que o tempo me seduza de forma a levar-me até à praia. A intenção era essa, passar o dia na praia, mas quando acordei, simplesmente mudei de ideias. Não me apetece ver ninguém. Apenas ficar por aqui, a descansar a mente, calmamente, serenamente, apesar de não sentir serenidade. Como dizia o Pessoa "sinta quem lê", mas nos tempos de hoje isso é um contrasenso, pois quase ninguém lê. Sendo assim, por consequência quase ninguém sente. Mas depois se pensarmos mais um pouco, o ditado popular diz " quem não se sente não é filho de boa gente", ora se os nossos pais são todos boa gente todos devíamos sentir, somos uma geração degenerada concerteza... Olho em meu redor uma vez e outra e ainda outra na esperança que as coisas mudem, mas com inércia e sem vontade de lutar para as mudar. Sou a tartaruga que se esconde na carapaça, a avestruz que esconde o rosto na areia da praia, onde eu até tinha vontade de ir hoje, mas o tempo quebrou-me em estilhaços e eu, inerte demais para me reconstruir, puzzle que sou, acabei por ficar em casa dilacerada aos molhinhos...Ando num labirinto e não encontro a saída. Bastava-me encontrar a vereda por onde entrei e sair por ela, mas não consigo voltar para trás. Não consigo avançar mas também não estou capacitada para retroceder. Mais uma vez o contrasenso, a antítese. Sou mas não sou. Estou mas não estou. Quero mas não quero. Luto mas torno-me numa vencida por mim mesma. Se calhar o melhor mesmo é ficar aqui, quietinha e serena sem serenidade. Once again. Na redoma que todos julgam transparente e transponível, mas julgam mal. Not my problem, it's theirs. E, cá ficou um post que não diz nada. Um devaneio talvez porque de inner thought não tem nada, because I just feel empty inside....

Friday, June 26, 2009

Eventually one day I'll get it right...

Passamos a vida às cabeçadas com as paredes, é um facto. Vivências falhadas e aprendizagem com as falhas. Mas do que nos serve por vezes aprender uma série de coisas se depois não podemos praticar e demonstrar a nossa evolução LOL. Enfim, gostei da letra, se bem que não sou muito fã desta banda. Apenas quis deixar aqui algo....pois entrou no ouvido à primeira lol. O registo ficou cá:)

"This time I wonder what it feels like
To find the one in this life, the one we all dream of
But dreams just aren't enough
So I'll be waiting for the real thing
I'll know it by the feeling
The moment when we're meeting will play out like a scene
Straight off the silver screen
So I'll be holding my own breath right up 'til the end
Until that moment when I find the one that I'll spend forever with

'Cause nobody wants to be the last one there
'Cause everyone wants to feel like someone cares
Someone to love with my life in their hands
There's gotta be somebody for me like that
'Cause nobody wants to do it on their own
And everyone wants to know they're not alone
There's somebody else that feels the same somewhere
There's gotta be somebody for me out there

Tonight, out on the street, out in the moonlight
And damm it this feels too right
It's just like déjà vu
Me standing here with you
So I'll be holding my own breath, could this be the end?
Is it that moment when I find the one that I'll spend forever with

'Cause nobody wants to be the last one there
'Cause everyone wants to feel like someone cares
Someone to love with my life in their hands
There's gotta be somebody for me like that
'Cause nobody wants to do it on their own
And everyone wants to know they're not alone
There's somebody else that feels the same somewhere
There's gotta be somebody for me out there

You can't give up, looking for a diamond in the rough
You never know when it shows up
Make sure you're holding on
'Cause it could be the one, the one you're waiting on

'Cause nobody wants to be the last one there
And everyone wants to feel like someone cares
Someone to love with my life in their hands
There's gotta be somebody for me, oh
Nobody wants to be the last one there
And everyone wants to feel like someone cares
Somebody else that feels the same somewhere
There's gotta be somebody for me out there"

Nickelback

Sunday, June 21, 2009

How to save a life...

I am glad I have had enough conscience to save my own. :)

"Step one you say we need to talk
He walks you say sit down it's just a talk
He smiles politely back at you
You stare politely right on through
Some sort of window to your right
As he goes left and you stay right
Between the lines of fear and blame
And you begin to wonder why you came
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And would I have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
Let him know that you know best
Cause after all you do know best
Try to slip past his defense
Without granting innocence
Lay down a list of what is wrong
The things you've told him all along
And I pray to God he hears you
And I pray to God he hears you
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And would I have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
As he begins to raise his voice
You lower yours and grant him one last choice
Drive until you lose the road
Or break with the ones you've followed
He will do one of two things
You will admit to everything
Or he'll say he's just not the same
And you'll begin to wonder why you came
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And would I have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
How to save a lifeHow to save a life"
(The Fray)

Monday, June 8, 2009

In your eyes lies the love you feel...

E é assim, esta não é a minha história, mas é uma história de um amor pouco vivido mas intenso e que ainda hoje perdura, nunca foi esquecido. E do pouco que sei desta história de outrém, é um amor mais forte do que as pessoas que o sentem. E é nos olhos, no olhar que tanto se diz em silêncio. Muitas vezes um olhar é tudo: cumplicidade, empatia e o desejo de mais daquilo que se sente e não se profere em palavras, apenas com um olhar expressivo. Porque como se diz, os olhos são as janelas da alma e quando uma janela se abre para olhar para outra janela, o céu não é nem por sombras o limite daquilo que se sente e se transmite ao abrir as portadas e deixar entrar a lufada de ar fresco que pode mudar a nossa vida e trazer-nos a felicidade completa. Como água para chocolate... a história de um grande amor que tenho a certeza que se fortaleceu com o passar dos anos, com a saudade e com o desejo de estar e de ser.... completo. E só se é completo quando a nossa metade perdida se encontra connosco... Espero que as duas metades desta laranja que tantas intempéries já sofreu possam finalmente unir-se e encontrar a plenitude... é do fundo do coração, my friend. Esta é para ti, amiga. Quando leres vais perceber que estou aqui a torcer e a fazer figas para que tudo corra bem e dê certo, de uma vez por todas.

E aqui fica o testemunho do Ben, He sees it in your eyes...

Love, I get so lost, sometimes
Days pass and this emptiness fills my heart
When I want to run away
I drive off in my car
But whichever way I choose
I come back to the place you are
And all my instincts, they return
And the grand facade, so soon will burn
Without a noise, without my pride
I reach out from the inside
In your eyes
The light, the heat
I am complete
I see the doorwayto a thousand churches
The resolution of all my fruitless searches
Oh, I see the light and the heat
Yes, I want to be that complete
I want to touch the light
The heat I see in your eyes
Love, I don't like to see so much pain
So much wasted and each moment is slipping away
I get so tired, working so hard for our survival
I look to these times with you, to keep me awake and alive
And all my instincts, they return
And the grand facade, so soon will burn
Without a noise, without my pride
I reach out from the inside
In your eyes
The light and the heat
I am complete
I see the doorway to a thousand churches
And resolution of all my fruitless searches
Oh, I see the light and the heat
Yes, I want to be that complete
I want to touch the light,
The heat I see in your eyes
In your eyes
In your eyes

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KDPwtRY-G_Q

Saturday, May 23, 2009

Não procurei e encontrei:)

Pois é... Quem procura acha e muitas vezes não procuramos e o destino encarrega-se de nos encontrar ;) E assim é. Gosto da música. Tem uma melodia naive e uma letra muito simples, mas penso que resume os desejos ocultos de muita gente. Espero que procurem e encontrem.

"Eu procuro um amor
Que ainda não encontrei
Diferente de todos que amei
Nos seu olhos quero descobrir
Uma razão para viver
E as feridas desta vida
Eu quero esquecer
Pode ser que eu a encontre
Numa fila de cinema
Numa esquina
Ou numa mesa de um bar

Procuro um amor que seja bom para mim
Vou procurar
Eu vou até ao fim
E eu vou trata-la bem
Para que ela não tenha medo
quando começar
A conhecer os meus segredos
Eu procuro um amor
Uma razão para viver
E as feridas desta vida
Eu quero esquecer
Pode ser que eu gagueije
Sem saber o que falar
Mas disfarço e não saio sem ela de lá
Procuro um amor que seja bom para mim
Vou procurar
Eu vou até ao fim
E eu vou trata-la bem
Para que ela não tenha medo
Quando começar
A conhecer os meus segredos
Procuro um amor que seja bom para mim
Vou procurar
Eu vou até ao fim
E eu vou trata-la bem
Para que ela não tenha medo
Quando começar
A conhecer os meus segredos."

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Aposta ganha ou perdida? Não sei se sei...

Quantas vezes não apostamos com medo de perder? Não o deveríamos fazer, porque como se costuma dizer, "quem não arrisca não petisca" e vale sempre a pena arriscar mesmo que não sejamos bem sucedidos. O que importa é tentar :) E este grupo arriscou, 22 anos depois, e parece-me que este "Não sei se sei" será ou já é mais um hit. Estou a falar dos táxi (quem não se lembra do chiclet, mastiga deita fora lol). E eu não sei se sei viver sem ti... felicidade. Pois toca a arriscar a ser feliz, apostar no sorriso e deixar de jogar à defesa contra o mundo que nos rodeia. Always smile and be happy!!!


"Sem apostar
Tudo perdi
Sem arriscar
Só defendi
Quando me dei
não me prendi
Nunca pensei
Só conclui
Não sei se sei
Viver sem ti
Não sei se sei
Viver sem ti
De tanto olhar
Eu não te vi
Tentei escutar
E não te ouvi
Não perguntei
Só respondi
Não procurei
Nem descobri
Não sei se sei
Viver sem ti
Não sei se sei
Viver sem ti
Não sei se sei
Viver sem ti
Não sei se sei
Viver sem ti
Andei,
Não sei como cheguei aqui
Parei,
Não posso mais viver sem ti
Quero te ter
Já decidi
Eu vou correr
Atrás de ti
Não sei se sei
Viver sem ti
Não sei se sei
Viver sem ti
Não sei se sei..."

Monday, March 23, 2009

Shipwrecked... do fundo do baú....

Hoje aconteceu uma coisa extraordinária. Encontrei uma cassete colocada na aparelhagem da sala. Pensei que as tinha deitado todas fora, mas não. Lá estava ela. Carreguei na tecla play e apareceu-me esta música. A vida é tão curta e tão efémera e por vezes esquecemo-nos de pequenas coisas e de pequenos momentos, porque apenas recordamos o que de mau nos aconteceu. Por vezes no meio de tanta coisa negativa há pequenos detalhes que foram olvidados, absorvidos pelas más experiências. Este é um deles, retirado do baú. Adoro esta música e no entanto tinha-me esquecido que ela existia. E agora que a encontrei não consigo parar de a ouvir. É como se andasse 12 anos para trás na minha vida e a estivesse a ouvir novamente pela primeira vez. A sensação que ela me traz é a mesma, apesar de hoje ser uma pessoa diferente da que era em 1997. Mas todos mudamos de uma maneira ou de outra. Só uma coisa parece ser eterna... A paixão pela música, pela mensagem que ela transporta, pela sonoridade e musicalidade subjacentes em cada palavra que é cantada. Pela música que a acompanha, mas que sem a letra é apenas um meio sentir. E meio copo, seja meio copo vazio ou meio copo cheio de qualquer coisa não é sinónimo de plenitude. E chega de pseudo-filosofar. Aqui fica a minha descoberta no fundo do baú, ou melhor no deck da aparelhagem...

"Look at him now
Another used man
Wearing the passing of his dignity
With all the courage that he can
He stood in the storm
Carved out in stone
He said I've worn my honesty with pride
In everything I've done
So where were you when my ship went down
Where were you when I ran aground
Where were you when I turned it around
Where were you when they burned me down
So where were you when my ship went down
Where were you when I ran aground
Where were you when I turned it around
Where were you when they burned me down
Look at her now
All tired and worn
She never thought her life
Would come to be so cold or so alone
She walked in the light
Fought bondage for love
She said I cast off the chains that I was born with
But it never was enough
And where were you when my ship went down
Where were you when I ran aground
Where were you when I turned it around
Where were you when they burned me down
Silent souls washed upon the shores
Left to walk the sands
Evermore, evermore
Oh now where were you
When my ship went down
Look at us now, just chasing our lives
Make like the saviors of the planet
We're just trying to get by
You may walk the line
Now you may see it all throughI know you cry yourself to sleep at night
Just wondering what to do
And where were you when my ship went down
Where were you when I ran aground
Where were you when I turned it around
Where were you when they burned me down
And where were you when my ship went down
Where were you when I ran aground
Where were you when I turned it around
Where were you when they burned me down
Oh now where were you
When my ship went down
Where were you when my ship went down
Where were you when I ran aground
Where were you when I turned it around
Where were you when they burned me down"

(Big Country)

Sunday, March 1, 2009

Together we stand, divided we fall

Uma das minhas músicas preferidas, se bem que prefiro a versão de uma banda que tem um lugar muito especial na minha vida e no meu coração. E se se costuma dizer be careful what you wish for, because you might get it all... E se o sonho comanda a vida, o meu sonho parece (segundo fontes não muito anónimas lol) estar mesmo quase a realizar-se ou pelo menos assim o espero... E mal posso esperar por voltar a ouvir este hey you!


"Hey you, out there in the cold
Getting lonely, getting old
Can you feel me?
Hey you, standing in the aisles
With itchy feet and fading smiles
Can you feel me?
Hey you, dont help them to bury the light
Don't give in without a fight.
Hey you, out there on your own
Sitting naked by the phone
Would you touch me?
Hey you, with you ear against the wall
Waiting for someone to call out
Would you touch me?
Hey you, would you help me to carry the stone?
Open your heart,
I'm coming home.
But it was only fantasy.
The wall was too high,
As you can see.
No matter how he tried,
He could not break free.
And the worms ate into his brain.
Hey you, out there on the roadalways doing what you're told,
Can you help me?
Hey you, out there beyond the wall,
Breaking bottles in the hall,
Can you help me?
Hey you, don't tell me there's no hope at all
Together we stand, divided we fall."
(Pink Floyd)

Thursday, February 26, 2009

O poder do sorriso....

Um sorriso, no momento certo é a arma mais poderosa que pode existir. Portanto toca a sorrir no momento certo e na hora exacta e depois é só ver o resultado ;) É sempre bom sorrir;)

"Disarm you with a smile
And cut you like you want me to
Cut that little child
Inside of me and such a part of you
Ooh, the years burn
Ooh, the years burn
I used to be a little boy
So old in my shoes
And what I choose is my choice
What's a boy supposed to do?
The killer in me is the killer in you
My love I send this smile over to you
Disarm you with a smile
And leave you like they left me here
To wither in denial
The bitterness of one who's left alone
Ooh, the years burn
Ooh, the years burn, burn, burn
I used to be a little boy
So old in my shoes
And what I choose is my voice
What's a boy supposed to do?
The killer in me is the killer in you
My love I send this smile over to you
The killer in me is the killer in you
Send this smile over to you
The killer in me is the killer in you
Send this smile over to you
The killer in me is the killer in you
Send this smile over to you"

(Smashing Pumpkins)

Thirty-three

Uma das minhas favoritas, sem dúvida...E está tudo lá na letra e no sentimento que transmite....Mais palavras para quê...

Speak to me in a language I can hear
Humour me before I have to go
Deep in thought I forgive everyone
As the cluttered streets greet me once again
I know I can't be late, supper's waiting on the table
Tomorrow's just an excuse away
So I pull my collar up and face the cold, on my own
The earth laughs beneath my heavy feet
At the blasphemy in my old jangly walk
Steeple guide me to my heart and home
The sun is out and up and down again
I know I'll make it, love can last forever
Graceful swans of never topple to the earth
And you can make it last, forever you
You can make it last, forever you
And for a moment I lose myself
Wrapped up in the pleasures of the world
I've journeyed here and there and back again
But in the same old haunts I still find my friends
Mysteries not ready to reveal
Sympathies I'm ready to return
I'll make the effort, love can last forever
Graceful swans of never topple to the earth
Tomorrow's just an excuse
And you can make it last, forever you
You can make it last, forever you

Monday, February 23, 2009

Relações descartáveis ou o último reduto de felicidade?

Estou apaixonada por esta música, não consigo evitar. Não sou fã de nenhum destes dois cantores, mas acho que este dueto funciona muito bem e está em consonância com a realidade sentimental que se vive hoje em dia. Relações descartáveis, como as fraldas lol, ou então desgastar a relação até ao máximo porque pode ser a última oportunidade de ser feliz. Por vezes não pensamos que a felicidade é feita de pequenas coisas, e aspiramos a tudo de uma vez, subir tão alto ao céu que quando lá chegamos, acontece-nos como ao pobre do Ícaro, as asas queimam-se e caímos e aí a queda é muito maior. Por isso viver dia a dia, minuto a minuto, segundo a segundo, whatever. Sonhar mas não demasiado alto. Quanto a mim, descartáveis são as fraldas e copos e pratos e talheres de plástico. E última oportunidade de ser feliz? Não acredito nisso! Antes só que mal acompanhada e mal acompanhada nunca estou, porque estou comigo mesma e ter uma boa auto-estima é meio caminho andado para ser feliz e estar de bem com a vida :))))
E depois de um testamento sem sentido ou com todo o sentido do mundo, quem sabe, aqui fica a música que trauteio mentalmente [é a cena da cacofonia e tal de a trautear de modo audível;)]


"Let me hold you
For the last time
It's the last chance to feel again
But you broke me
Now I can't feel anything
When I love you
It's so untrue
I can't even convince myself
When I'm speaking
It's the voice of someone else
Oh it tears me up
I tried to hold but it hurts too much
I tried to forgive but it's not enough
To make it all okay
You can't play our broken strings
You can't feel anything
That your heart don't want to feel
I can't tell you something that ain't real
Oh the truth hurts
And lies worse
I can't like it anymore
And I love you a little less than before
Oh what are we doing
We are turning into dust
Playing house in the ruins of us
Running back through the fire
When there's nothing left to say
It's like chasing the very last train
When it's too late
Oh it tears me up
I tried to hold but it hurts too much
I tried to forgive but it's not enough
To make it all okay
You can't play our broken strings
You can't feel anything
That your heart don't want to feel
I can't tell you something that ain't real
Oh the truth hurts
And lies worse
I can't like it anymore
And I love you a little less than before
But we're running through the fire
When there's nothing left to say
It's like chasing the very last train
When we both know it's too late
You can't play our broken strings
You can't feel anything
That your heart don't want to feel
I can't tell you something that ain't real
Oh the truth hurts
And lies worse
I can't like it anymore
And I love you a little less than before
Oh and I love you a little less than before
Let me hold you for the last time
It's the last change to feel again "

Sunday, January 25, 2009

Para quê palavras quando o silêncio grita?

Pois é, mais um cliché , mas quem se importa. É só mais uma frase feita, mas que é bem real. Quantas coisas sem dizem sem se proferir um único som. Talvez por isso se diga que o silêncio é de ouro. E há formas de silenciar os outros que são bem douradas;) mas isso ficará para outro post, pois que este é mesmo carpe silêncio;) E o silêncio é a melhor opção for the moment...

Words like violence
Break the silence
Come crashing in
Into my little world

Painful to me
Pierce right through me
Can't you understand
Oh my little girl

All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
Is here in my arms
Words are very unnecessary
They can only do harm

Vows are spoken
To be broken
Feelings are intense
Words are trivial
Pleasures remain
So does the pain
Words are meaningless
And forgettable

All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
Is here in my arms
Words are very unnecessary
They can only do harm

Enjoy the silence...

Never faithful and never one to trust....

Pois é, após umas semanas de ausência, cá estou de volta;)
Na sequência de uma visão global da pseudo-humanidade em que todos vivemos, lembrei-me das desculpas que utilizamos para minimizar os nossos erros, e é mesmo assim, never faithful, mas porquê? Product of a broken home? Product of a broken heart? Product of what the others expect from you? Nada justifica. São apenas lousy excuses para continuarmos a errar e acharmos que não faz mal porque podemos sempre culpar alguém ;)


I was never faithful
And I was never one to trust
Borderlining schizo
And guaranteed to cause a fuss

I was never loyal
Except to my own pleasure zone
I'm forever black-eyed
A product of a broken home

I was never faithful
And I was never one to trust
Borderline bipolar
Forever biting on your nuts

I was never grateful
That's why I spend my days alone
I'm forever black-eyed
A product of a broken home (Broken home)

Black-eyed
Black-eyed
Black-eyed

I was never faithful
And I was never one to trust
Borderlining schizo
And guaranteed to cause a fuss
I was never loyal
Except to my own pleasure zone
I'm forever black-eyed
A product of a broken home (Broken home)
Black-eyed
Black-eyed
Black-eyed
Black-eyed

Sunday, January 4, 2009

Rumores e inércia

E é assim que os rumores começam lol
E os rumores não são nada mais que isso, pequenas invenções que se criam para ajudar a criar ou a arruinar qualquer coisa;)

"These rumours say you're different
These rumours say you need a change
And I've been told your misery
Is part of what you mean to me
I know you need to make amends
That someone said I was to blame
And that I had to try my best
And that you had some bigger plans
But I, I know that something's wrong
And I, can be the chosen one

You just sit there, no words
Why don't you find your way?
Why can't you find a way,
And be sure you are here to stay
You just sit there, no words
Why don't you find your way?
Why can't you find a way, find a way.

I don't need to be a part of you as long you're here
A part of me."

Era isto mesmo que eu queria....

Como alguém tão bem disse um dia, queria ter como sentidas o que está baixo descrito. Palavras para quê... Está tudo no poema;)

"Going Back to the corner where I first saw you
Gonna camp in my sleeping bag I'm not gonna move
Got some words on a cardboard, got your picture in my hand
Saying, "If you see this girl can you tell her where I am?
"Some try to hand me money, they don't understand
I'm not broke I'm just a broken hearted man
I know it makes no sense but what else can I do
How can I move on when I'm still in love with you
'cause if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me
And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be
Thinking maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet
And you'll see me waiting for you on the corner of the street
So I'm not moving, I'm not moving
Policeman says "Son you can't stay here"
I said, "There's someone I'm waiting for if it's a day, a month, a year"
Gotta stand my ground even if it rains or snows
If she changes her mind this is the first place she will go
'cause if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me
And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be
Thinking maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet
And you'll see me waiting for you on the corner of the street
So I'm not moving, I'm not moving,
I'm not moving, I'm not moving
People talk about the guy that's waiting on a girl
There are no holes in his shoes but a big hole in his world
Maybe I'll get famous as the man who can't be moved
Maybe you won't mean to but you'll see me on the news
And you'll come running to the corner
'cause you'll know it's just for you
I'm the man who can't be moved
Going back to the corner where I first saw you
Gonna camp in my sleeping bag
I'm not gonna move"

Saturday, January 3, 2009

Kite

No comments....

"Something is about to give
I can feel it coming
I think I know what it is
I'm not afraid to die
I'm not afraid to live
And when I'm flat on my back
I hope to feel like I did
‘Cause hardness, it sets in
You need some protection
The thinner the skin

I want you to know
That you don't need me anymore
I want you to know
You don't need anyone, anything at all

Who's to say where the wind will take you
Who's to know what it is will break you
I don't know which way the wind will blow
Who's to know when the time has come around
Don't wanna see you cry
I know that this is not goodbye

In summer I can taste the salt in the sea
There's a kite blowing out of control on a breeze
I wonder what's gonna happen to you
You wonder what has happened to me
I'm a man, I'm not a child
A man who sees
The shadow behind your eyes

Who's to say where the wind will take you
Who's to know what it is will break you
I don't know where the wind will blow
Who's to know when the time has come around
I don't wanna see you cry
I know that this is not goodbye

Did I waste it?
Not so much I couldn't taste it
Life should be fragrant
Roof top to the basement
The last of the rock stars
When hip hop drove the big cars
In the time when new media
Was the big idea
That was the big idea"