...anunciou-se a morte da poesia nestes tempos da pós modernidade... mas a poesia voltou simplesmente ao seu início, à origem mais remota, ao canto, à música...
Quinta-feira, 26 de Agosto de 2004
uma das conclusões a que tenho chegado é que a maior parte das pessoas não se dão a conhecer... talvez não se conheçam a si mesmas, talvez tenham medo... talvez não saibam...
To Know Someone Deeply Is To Know Someone Softly - terence trent d'arby


(Spoken Intro)
Under a temperamental sun
On the dark hillside of your sorrow
If there's pain in your heart
Let it go
Just reach inside and let it go
Now dig

To know someone deeply
Is to know someone softly
To know someone deeply
Is to know someone softly
Listen to me know

In my love garden
I wrestled with an angel
Not in a dream
Her eyes did seem
Like the grapes of the vine
Her lips were made like the gates of Heaven
Not to be missed
Made to be kissed
But not to kiss goodbye

The larger picture
Will come with time
But for tonight, dear
Let's lullabye

To know someone deeply
Is to know someone softly
To know someone deeply
Is to know someone softly
Listen to me know

Once a flower opens
It never closes
Until it dies
And the it lies
Amongst the roses
I wanted to play her like
A black grand piano
A clarinet
A minuet
Or lyric soprano

In my arms there's
A safety zone
Where nothing can harm you
Your heart or home

To know someone deeply
Is to know someone softly
To know someone deeply
Is to know someone softly
Sing

Dum Dum Dum Dum / Sha La La
Da Da Dum / Sha La La La La

To know someone deeply
Is to know someone softly
To know someone deeply
Is to know someone softly



Publicado por segismundo_frio às 10:54
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a vida anda cada vez mais assim
Ballad of Big Nothing Lyrics - Elliott Smith


throwing candy out to the crowd
dragging down the main
the helpless little thing with the dirty mouth
who's always got something to say
you're sitting around at home now
waiting for your brother to call
i saw him down at the alley
having had enough of it all
said you can do what you want to whenever you want to
you can do what you want to there's no one to stop you
all spit and spite you're up all night and down every day
a tired man with only hours to go just waiting to be taken away
getting in to the back of a car for candy from some stranger
watching the parade with pinpoint eyes full of smoldering anger
you can do what you want to whenever you want to
you can do what you want to there's no one to stop you
now you can do what you want to whenever you want to
do what you want to whenever you want to
do what you want to whenever you want to
though it doesn't mean a thing
big nothing



Publicado por segismundo_frio às 10:50
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a coisa certa de maneira errada...
Right Thing, Wrong Way - terence trent d'arby


Fellas, I want you to listen to me
'cause I know ya'll will know what I am talkin' bout here today...
Now dig...
Let me tell you about a girl I know
Every time I let my feelings show
I sing this same old song...
OW! Listen to me people...

How come every time I try to put my best foot forward
All I wind up doing is putting it in my mouth
Somebody's got to tell me...

I keep trying to do the right thing,
But I keep doing it the wrong way...
Every time that I try to win her lovin'
I keep doing it the wrong way...

I send her flowers - she starts to sneeze
I didn't know that she had allergies
(oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I told her I apologize...and I'll make it up to you
Listen to me!

'Cause I was tryin' to do the right thing
But I keep doing it the wrong way...
Every time that I try to win her lovin'
I keep doing it the wrong way

A 4 course meal - she called it a snack
I even took her to my crib, and she called my place a shack!
(oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I tried to please the kind of girl...
whose tastes are particular
Man, this girl's about to break my back!

I keep trying to do the right thing,
But I keep doing it the wrong way...
Every time that I try to win her lovin'
I keep doing it the wrong way

I keep on trying to do the right thing,
Yeah! Yeah!
But I keep...
But I keep...
But I keep...doing it the wrong way...
Every time that I try to win her lovin'
I keep doing it the wrong way

Looky here now,
I'm trying to do the right thing...
I keep trying to do the right thing...
Don't you know that...
I'm trying to do the right thing...
Oooh!
Looky here...
Put your hands together...
Listen to me people...

The top was down on lover's lane
How was I supposed to know it was gonna rain?
So, I called her up to make amends...
And she agreed to see me once again...
But this time she brought her UGLY friend!
Ha, ha...I guess that's how the story ends...
YEAH!

I keep trying to do the right thing,
But I keep doing it the wrong way...
Every time that I try to win her lovin'
I keep doing it the wrong way

I keep trying to do the right thing,
But I keep doing it wrong, yeah...
Every time that I try to win her lovin'
I keep doing it the wrong way...

YEAH!
HIT IT!
YEAH!
(hey, hey, hey)
Come on...
I could do nothing right, seemed like...
Everything I wanna do came out wrong...
I know ya'll know what I'm talkin' about!
HEY! Yeah, yeah, yeah...
Try...try...try...yeah
Got to do the right thing...
Don't ya know it...
Tryin' to do the right thing...
Don't ya know...
Trying' to do the right thing...
Trying' to do the right thing...baby
Don't ya know...
Keep tryin' to put my best foot forward...
Instead I put it in my mouth...
When I try to want love, baby...
You, you, you want something
Can I try, try, try to do the right thing...
Don't ya know...
Tryin' to do the right thing...
Don't ya know, girl...
Tryin' to do the right thing...
For ya baby...
Tryin' to do the right thing...
For ya baby...
I keep coming off all
wrong...wrong...wrong...wrong...wrong...wrong...wrong...yeah
Keeps coming off wrong...

(written by Jimmy Jam, Terry Lewis & TTD)


Publicado por segismundo_frio às 10:46
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Quarta-feira, 25 de Agosto de 2004
não há amores felizes...
Il n'y a pas d'amour heureux - Francoise Hardy / Georges brassens

1967 (Paroles:- Louis Aragon, Musique:- Georges Brassens)

rien n'est jamais acquis à l'homme, ni sa force
ni sa faiblesse ni son coeur, et quand il croit
ouvrir ses bras son ombre est celle d'une croix
et quand il veut serrer son bonheur il le broie
sa vie est un étrange et douloureux divorce
il n'y a pas d'amour heureux

sa vie elle ressemble à ces soldats sans armes
qu'on avait habillés pour un autre destin
à quoi peut leur servir de se lever matin
eux qu'on retrouve au soir désarmés incertains,
dites ces mots ma vie et retenez vos larmes
il n'y a pas d'amour heureux

mon bel amour mon cher amour ma déchirure
je te porte dans moi comme un oiseau blessé
et ceux-là sans savoir nous regarde passer
répétant après moi ces mots que j'ai tressés
et qui pour tes grands yeux tout aussitôt moururent
il n'y a pas d'amour heureux

le temps d'apprendre à vivre il est déjà trop tard
que pleurent dans la nuit nos coeurs à l'unisson
ce qu'il faut de regrets pour payer un frisson
ce qu'il faut de malheur pour la moindre chanson
ce qu'il faut de sanglots pour un air de guitare
il n'y a pas d'amour heureux


Publicado por segismundo_frio às 12:09
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a pequenez amorosa
Mon amie la rose - francoise hardy


1964 (Paroles:- Cécile Caulier, Musique:- Jacques Lacome)


on est bien peu de chose
et mon amie la rose me l'a dit ce matin
à l'aurore je suis née
baptisée de rosée
je me suis épanouie
heureuse et amoureuse
aux rayons du soleil
me suis fermée la nuit
me suis réveillée vieille

pourtant j'étais très belle
oui, j'étais la plus belle
des fleurs de ton jardin

on est bien peu de chose
et mon amie la rose me l'a dit ce matin
vois le Dieu qui m'a faite
me fait courber la tête
et je sens que je tombe
et je sens que je tombe
mon coeur est presque nu
j'ai le pied dans la tombe
déjà je ne suis plus

tu m'admirais hier
et je serai poussière
pour toujours demain

on est bien peu de chose
et mon amie la rose est morte ce matin
la lune cette nuit
a veillé mon amie
moi, en rêve, j'ai vu
éblouissante et nue
son âme qui dansait
bien au-delà des nues
et qui me souriait

crois celui qui peut croire
moi, j'ai besoin d'espoir
sinon je ne suis rien

ou bien si peu de chose
c'est mon amie la rose
qui l'a dit hier matin.


Publicado por segismundo_frio às 12:07
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And here comes emptiness crashing in.
"Another Lonely Day" - Ben harper

Yes indeed, I'm alone again.
And here comes emptiness crashing in.
It's either love or hate,
I can't find in between,
'cause I've been with witches and I've been with a queen.

It wouldn't have worked out anyway.
So now it's just another lonely day.
Further along we just may.
But for now it's just another lonely day.

Wish there was something now I could say or do.
I can resist anything but the temptation from you.
But I'd rather walk alone than chase you around.
I'd rather fall myself than let you drag me on down.

It wouldn't have worked out anyway.
And now it's just another lonely day.
Further along we just may.
But for now, it's just another lonely day.

Yesterday seems like a life ago,
'cause the one I love today, I hardly know,
You I held so close in my heart, Oh dear,
Grow further from me with every fallen tear.

It wouldn't have worked out anyway.
So now it's just another lonely day.
Further along we just may.
But for now it's just another lonely day.
For now it's just another lonely day.
For now it's just another lonely day.


Publicado por segismundo_frio às 12:00
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Sexta-feira, 13 de Agosto de 2004
nas alturas em que dá o vento...
Out on the wiley, windy moors
We'd roll and fall in green.
You had a temper like my jealousy:
Too hot, too greedy.
How could you leave me,
When I needed to possess you?
I hated you. I loved you, too.

Bad dreams in the night.
You told me I was going to lose the fight,
Leave behind my wuthering, wuthering
Wuthering Heights.

Heathcliff, it's me-- I'm Cathy.
I've come home. I´m so cold!
Let me in-a-your window.

Heathcliff, it's me-- I'm Cathy.
I've come home. I´m so cold!
Let me in-a-your window.

Ooh, it gets dark! It gets lonely,
On the other side from you.
I pine a lot. I find a lot
Falls through without you.
I'm coming back, love.
Cruel Heathcliff, my one dream,
My only master.

Too long I roam in the night.
I'm coming back to his side, to put it right.
I'm coming home to wuthering, wuthering,
Wuthering Heights,

Heathcliff, it's me-- I'm Cathy.
I've come home. I´m so cold!
Let me in-a-your window.

Heathcliff, it's me-- I'm Cathy.
I've come home. I´m so cold!
Let me in-a-your window.

Ooh! Let me have it.
Let me grab your soul away.
Ooh! Let me have it.
Let me grab your soul away.
You know it's me--Cathy!

Heathcliff, it's me-- I'm Cathy.
I've come home. I'm so cold!
Let me in-a-your window.

Heathcliff, it's me-- I'm Cathy.
I've come home. I´m so cold!
Let me in-a-your window.

Heathcliff, it's me-- I'm Cathy.
I've come home. I´m so cold!

Heathcliff, it's me--I'm Cathy
I've come home. I'm so cold!

AHHHHHHH YAAAAA YAAAA OHHHH YAAAAAAA

(Kate Bush - Wuthering Heights)


Publicado por segismundo_frio às 09:23
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