domingo, outubro 16, 2005
Depeche Mode "Precious"
Precious and fragile things
Need special handling
My God what have we done to you
We always tried to share
The tenderest of care
Now look what we have put you through
Things get damaged
Things get broken
I thought we'd manage
But words left unspoken
Left us so brittle
There was so little left to give
Angels with silver wings
Shouldn't know suffering
I wish I could take the pain for you
If God has a master plan
That only He understands
I hope it's your eyes He's seeing through
Things get damaged
Things get broken
I thought we'd manage
But words left unspoken
Left us so brittle
There was so little left to give
I pray you learn to trustHave faith in both of us
And keep room in your hearts for two
Things get damaged
Things get broken
I thought we'd manage
But words left unspoken
Left us so brittle
There was so little left to give
quarta-feira, agosto 17, 2005
Cotton candy was king
On the midway that spring
When I saw you in the ring on the lawn
Dear John
Throwing kisses so Richmond's unfortunates can go on
Oh, the lectures I gave
So the girls would behave
While the band played all your favorite songs
Dear John
Throwing kisses so Richmond's unfortunates can go on
But numbers come up and you're left to the fates
Though I always thought you were one of the greats
Once somebody stationed in Kuala Lumpur
Said he thought you went out, but he couldn't be sure
And the midway I knew
Where the sky was so blue
With the memory of you is gone
Dear John
Throwing kisses so Richmond's unfortunates can go on
Throwing kisses so Richmond's unfortunates can go on
Throwing kisses so Richmond's unfortunates can go on
Throwing kisses so Richmond's unfortunates can go on
Throwing kisses so Richmond's unfortunates can go on
domingo, junho 26, 2005
Aimee Mann - The Forgotten Arm
Aldina Duarte - Apenas o Amor (PT)
Common - Be
Epic 45 - Against The Pull of Autumn
Felix Laband - DarkDays Exit
Gorillaz - Demon Days
K-os - Joyful Rebellion
Larry Levan - Live @ Paradise Garage
Lura - di Korpo Ku Alma
Mandrágora - Mandrágora (PT)
Manual - Azure Vista
Rocky Marsiano - Pyramid Sessions (PT)
Roisin Murphy - Ruby Blue
Tom Vek - We Have Sound
V.A. - Verve Remixed 3
Whitey - The Light at the End of the Tunnel is a Train
Wim Mertens - Un Respiro
Yann Tiersen - Les Retrouvailles
recomendo!
segunda-feira, abril 11, 2005
Não sei, não sabe ninguém
Por que canto o Fado
Neste tom magoado
De dor e de pranto
E neste tormento
Todo o sofrimento
Eu sinto que a alma
Cá dentro se acalma
Nos versos que canto
Foi Deus
Que deu luz aos olhos
Perfumou as rosas
Deu oiro ao sol
E prata ao luar
Foi Deus que me pôs no peito
Um rosário de penas
Que vou desfiando
E choro a cantar
E pôs as estrelas no céu
E fez o espaço sem fim
Deu o luto às andorinhas
Ai, e deu-me esta voz a mim
Se canto
Não sei o que canto
Misto de ventura
Saudade ternura
E talvez amor
Mas sei que cantando
Sinto o mesmo quando
Se tem um desgosto
E o pranto no rosto
Nos deixa melhor
Foi Deus
Que deu voz ao vento
Luz ao firmamento
E deu o azul às ondas do mar
Foi Deus
Que me pôs no peito
Um rosário de penas
Que vou desfiando
E choro a cantar
Fez poeta o rouxinol
Pôs no campo o alecrim
Deu as flores à primavera
Ai, e deu-me esta voz a mim.
poema de Alberto Janes
quarta-feira, março 30, 2005
Shut your mouth and watch my lips
Can't you feel the healing fingertips
Coming down on you like rain
So tell me now whether we remain
Over my shoulder it goes
And where it lands, you don't want to know
I used to work night and day
Nobody listened to a word I'd say
I didn't care you knew me then
Someone stupid asked if we were friends, when...
Over my shoulder it goes
Back to a bar, that we both used to know
Shut your mouth and watch my lips
Can't you feel the healing fingertips
Coming down on you like rain
So tell me now whether we remain
Over my shoulder it goes
And where it lands, you don't want to know
Over my shoulder it goes
And where it lands, you don't want to know
quinta-feira, janeiro 27, 2005
segunda-feira, janeiro 24, 2005
I've got a cupboard with cans of food, filtered water,
And pictures of you and i'm not coming out
Until this is all over
And i'm looking through the glass where the light bends
At the cracks
And i'm screaming at the top of my lungs pretending
The echoes belong to someone
Someone i used to know
And we become silhouettes when our bodies finally go
Ba ba ba...
I wanted to walk through the empty streets
And feel something constant under my feet,
But all the news reports recommended that
I stay indoors
Because the air outside will make our cells
Divide at an alarming rate until our shells
Simply cannot hold all our insides in,
And that's when we'll explode
(and it won't be a pretty sight)
And we'll become silhouettes when our bodies finally go
Ba ba ba...
And we'll become silhouettes when our bodies finally go
Ba ba ba...
And we'll become silhouettes when our bodies finally go
Ba ba ba...
And we'll become silhouettes when our bodies finally go
Ba ba ba...
And we'll become
And we'll become
quinta-feira, janeiro 13, 2005
Breaking my back just to know your name
Seventeen tracks and I've had it with this game
I'm breaking my back just to know your name
But heaven ain't close in a place like this
Anything goes but don't blink you might miss
Cause heaven ain't close in a place like this
I said heaven ain't close in a place like this
Bring it back down, bring it back down tonight
Never thought I'd let a rumour ruin my moonlight
Well somebody told me
You had a boyfriend
Who looks like a girlfriend
That I had in February of last year
It's not confidential
I've got potential
Ready? Let's roll onto something new
Taking its toll and I'm leaving without you
Ready? Let's roll onto something new
But heaven ain't close in a place like this
Anything goes but don't blink you might miss
Cause heaven ain't close in a place like this
I said heaven ain't close in a place like this
Bring it back down, bring it back down tonight
Never thought I'd let a rumour ruin my moonlight
Well somebody told me
You had a boyfriend
Who looks like a girlfriend
That I had in February of last year
It's not confidential
I've got potential
A rushin', a rushin' around
Pace yourself from me
I said maybe baby please
But I just don't know now
Somebody told me
You had a boyfriend
Who looks like a girlfriend
That I had in February of last year
It's not confidential
I've got potential
A rushin', a rushin' around