...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...
Quarta-feira, 25 de Maio de 2005
did you ever...?
Nancy Sinatra & Lee Hazlewood - Did you ever...?

(Começa Lee e responde Nancy)

Did you ever?
Not so much, that you can know this

Could you ask maid how many?
8 or 9

Will you do it anymore?
As soon as you walk out the door

Well I just wonder, did you ever?
All the time

Could I fix you once more?
No thanks I just had one

Then how about a nice big..
That will just be fine

Is there any special way
No, whatever you say

Well I just wonder, did you ever?
All the time

Does he look like
NO he taller and more handsome

Yeah but he is old
Oh no he's young and he's in his prime

Does your father know of it
Hmm. Hmm.. I haven't told him yet

I just wonder, did you ever?
All the time

But just for all time sake
That will be much harder

Then how about
Well are you sure you don't mind

I know just thing for us
I'm afraid I'll miss my bus

I just wonder, did you ever?
All the time


Publicado por segismundo_frio às 22:45
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Young woman shared her fire with me
Nancy Sinatra & Lee Hazelwood - Sand
Lee:
Young woman share your fire with me
My heart is cold, my soul is free
I am a stranger in your land
A wandering man, call me sand

Nancy:
Oh sir my fire is very small
It will not warm thy heart at all
But thee may take me by the hand
Hold me and I'll call thee sand

Lee:
Young woman share your fire with me
My heart is cold, my soul is free
I am a stranger in your land
A wandering man, call me sand

Nancy:
At night when stars light up the sky
Oh sir I dream my fire is high
Oh taste these lips sir if you can
Wandering man, I call thee sand

Nancy:
Oh sir my fire is burning high
If it should stop sir I would die
A shooting star has crossed my land
Wandering man

Lee:
She whispered sand

Nancy:
(Whispers) Sand

Lee:
Young woman shared her fire with me
Now warms herself with memory
I was a stranger in her land
A wandering man, she called me sand

Nancy:
He was a stranger in my land
A wandering man

Lee:
She called me sand


Publicado por segismundo_frio às 22:42
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I tried to get up but I couldn´t find my feet
Nancy Sinatra & Lee Hazelwood - Summer Wine



(NANCY):
Strawberries cherries and an angel´s kiss in spring
My summer wine is really made from all these things

(LEE):
I walked in town on silver spurs that jingled to
A song that I had only sang to just a few
She saw my silver spurs and said lets pass some time
And I will give to you summer wine
Ohh-oh-oh summer wine

(NANCY):
Strawberries cherries and an angel´s kiss in spring
My summer wine is really made from all these things
Take off your silver spurs and help me pass the time
And I will give to you summer wine
Ohhh-oh summer wine

(LEE):
My eyes grew heavy and my lips they could not speak
I tried to get up but I couldn´t find my feet
She reassured me with an unfamiliar line
And then she gave to me more summer wine
Ohh-oh-oh summer wine

(NANCY):
Strawberries cherries and an angel´s kiss in spring
My summer wine is really made from all these things
Take off your silver spurs and help me pass the time
And I will give to you summer wine
Mmm-mm summer wine

(LEE):
When I woke up the sun was shining in my eyes
My silver spurs were gone my head felt twice its size
She took my silver spurs a dollar and a dime
And left me cravin´ for more summer wine
Ohh-oh-oh summer wine

(NANCY):
Strawberries cherries and an angel´s kiss in spring
My summer wine is really made from all these things
Take off your silver spurs and help me pass the time
And I will give to you summer wine
Mmm-mm summer wine


Publicado por segismundo_frio às 22:38
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You drift through the years and life seems tame
Nancay Sinatra - You only live twice (from James Bond 007 - You Only Live Twice, 1967)

You Only Live Twice or so it seems,
One life for yourself and one for your dreams.
You drift through the years and life seems tame,
Till one dream appears and love is its name.

And love is a stranger who'll beckon you on,
Don't think of the danger or the stranger is gone.

This dream is for you, so pay the price.
Make one dream come true, you only live twice.

And love is a stranger who'll beckon you on,
Don't think of the danger or the stranger is gone.

This dream is for you, so pay the price.
Make one dream come true, you only live twice.


Publicado por segismundo_frio às 22:36
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Baby there ain't no final word
OLIVIA NEWTON-JOHN lyrics - "Carried Away" (Barry Gibb/Albhy Galuten) - (Há uma versão muito melhor do próprio Barry Gibb de 1980)

There you are
Shiny as a morning star
It's a figure of speech
But you're still out of reach
You never told me loving you could be so wrong and right
And it's gonna be a lonely night
I turn to you
You turn away
You're looking at someone else
And here am I
Loving you more and more
We've got an open door, my love
Oh let it be just a state of mind
And suddenly you appear

I'm carried away
I'm carried away
To be carried away
I'm carried away
To be carried away
I'm carried away

C'est la vie
So you wanna play another part
Can you say goodbye
Can you live a lie
She'll never give you what I gave you was my breaking heart
Better than I ever knew
And if you can live without my love
You're really gonna be alone
And here am I
Walking against the crowd
Calling your name out loud, my love
Oh let it be just a state of mind
And suddenly you appear

I'm carried away
I'm carried away
To be carried away
I'm carried away
To be carried away
I'm carried away

Carried away
Baby there ain't no final word
I'll be yours again
I got a world of tenderness
Yours until the end

I'm carried away
I'm carried away
To be carried away
I'm carried away
To be carried away
I'm carried away

I'm carried away
I'm carried away
To be carried away
I'm carried away
I'm carried away
To be carried away
I'm carried away
To be carried away


Publicado por segismundo_frio às 22:16
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When you see them walking southward in their dirty underwear
Jack Blanchard and Misty Morgan - "Tennessee Bird Walk" (da versão de Nancy Sinatra e Lee Hazelwood)

Take away the trees
and the birds'll have to sit upon the ground.
(Hum)
Take away their wings
and the birds'll have to walk to get around.
Take away the birdbaths
and dirty birds will soon be everywhere.
Take away their feathers
and the birds will walk around in underwear.
Take away their (whistle)
and the birds'll have to whisper when they sing.
(Chirp chirp!)
Take away their common sense
and they'll be heading southward in the spring.

Oh, remember me, my darling when spring is in the air,
And the bald headed birds are whispering everywhere.
When you see them walking southward in their dirty underwear,
That's the Tennessee Bird Walk.

How about some trees
so the birds won't have to sit upon the ground?
(Hum)
And how about some wings
so the birds won't have to walk to get around?
And how about a birdbath or two
so the birds will all be clean?
And how about some feathers
so their underwear no longer will be seen?
How about a little (whistle)
so the birds won't have to whisper when they sing?
(Chirp chirp!)
And how about some common sense,
So they won't be blocking traffic in the spring?

Oh, remember me, my darling when spring is in the air
And the bald headed birds are whispering everywhere
When you see them walking southward in their dirty underwear
That's the Tennessee Bird Walk (Chirp chirp!)


Publicado por segismundo_frio às 22:08
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Quinta-feira, 12 de Maio de 2005
'Cause ev'ry time it rains you are gone
And the sun will shine - bee gees

And the rain will fall, it falls for you.
And the clouds will break into tears,
you should be here standing so near to me.

'Cept I know you should be sad
But give me time alone to get it out of my mind.
Though say I know it's only the weather.
'Cause ev'ry time it rains you are gone.
And I'm blue.
Then I wake up, then I wake up.

And the sun will shine if just for you.
And the trees will talk to the skies, whispering lies,
heaven will pass to me, yeah.
Trains walk by and the birds disappear.
Oh! Why am I still here without you by my side.
So I cry your name and love,
the thought to me is back and how near.
Then I wake up, then I grow up.

And the rain will fall.
It falls for you .
And the clouds will break
It should be near.
And the sun will shine
if just for you
And the love....


Publicado por segismundo_frio às 19:38
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Segunda-feira, 2 de Maio de 2005
poema para r, no dia de hoje
hoje senti, devagarinho, a poesia a voltar, só, sentado em frente ao monitor
como um pássaro desejado, numa vontade de ser
e então como se rompendo o mais fundo manto de noite
ao longe, no escuro da alma, um verso ergueu-se

chegou aqui porque queria escrever-te
dizer que ainda há gente neste lado do globo
que podes sentir-te perdida em todo o lado
mas terás sempre aqui um hotel ao teu dispor

a minha poesia queria gritar-te que não deves olhar o chão
ele não te perde de vista nunca, não vai fugir
queria segredar-te que todos nos sentimos perdidos
e o mal nem sempre é geográfico

que o oriente está em ti, esse espaço de mistério
que não há ausência de luz, apenas de olhar
e talvez quisesse mais que tudo
acariciar-te com as minhas palavras

porque tu não estás aqui, nsem sequer estás contigo
eu também parti, em tempos,
um dia contar-te-ei a minha odisseia
feri a distância com o meu desejo e não voltei

todos nós desejamos agarrar esse algo que se perdeu
e damos-lhe nomes: oriente, infância, amor
culpamos lugares e gente, disparamos indiscriminadamente
"esse rio de amor que se perdeu"

e acabo com o vinicius, poetinha
que os meus finais nunca foram finais
"é meu amigo só reta uma certeza,
é preciso acabar com essa trsteza, é preciso inventar de novo o amor"


Publicado por segismundo_frio às 18:18
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