...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, 30 de Março de 2006
a resposta deverá ser que se pode chegar sempre mais baixo
Zlad! - Elektronik Supersonik
(written by: Zlad!)
Hey baby wake up from your a sleep
We have arrived onto the future
And the whole world is become....
Elektronik, Supersonik,
Supersonik, Elektronik,
Hey baby ride with me away,
We doesn't have much time,
My blue jeans is tight,
So onto my love rocket, climb,
Inside tank of fuel is not fuel, but love,
Above us, there is nothing above,
but the stars, above
All systems gone!
Prepare for downcount!
5....4....3....1! Off blast!
Fly away, my space rocket,
You no need put money in my pocket
The door is closed I just lock it,
(Ha) I put my (Ha) port plug in your socket (Ha Ha Ha)
The sonic sky is bright like fire
You and me gets higher and higher
Cut communication wire
Only thing can stop us is flat tire
Ha, Ha, Ha Ha Ha Ha
Hey love crusaider
I want to be your space invader
For you I will decend the deepest moon crater
I is more stronger than Darth Vapour
Obey me I is your new dictator
For you is Venus, I am Mars
With you I is more richer than all the tzars
Make a wishes on a shooting stars
Then for you I will play on my cosmic guitars!
Ladies and Gentlemen
Fasten your beltseats
We has commenced our decent
I trust you enjoy this flight
As much as you enjoy this accent
Now back on Earth its time for downsplash
Into sea of eternal glory my spaceship crash
People have arrived for cheer me from near and far
And as I float I open door and shout
"I am worlds biggest, washed-up superstar!"
(Supersonik, Elektronik)
As for sure as the sun rises in the west
Of all the seas and all the boats I am the bestest
come, let me put ring of Jupiter on your finger
Then like a smell around you I will forever linger
Ok, is time for end, no more will I sang
Let me take you back in time,
I want for you to experience big bang
havia um verso do famoso Limbo Rock que questionava: How low can you go?
A Pouco e Pouco
Letra e música José Cid (1979)
São 7 e meia, amor |
Tens de ir trabalhar | Ela
Acordas-me com um beijo
E um sorriso no olhar
E levantas-me da cama
Depois tiras-me o pijama
Faço a barba
E dá na rádio
O Zé Cid a cantar
Apanho o Autocarro
Vou a pensar em ti
Lavas os miúdos
Ao jardim infantil
Chego à repartição
Dou um beijo no escrivão
E nem toco a secretária
Que é tão boa!
(Refrão)
A pouco e pouco se constrói um grande amor
De coisas tão pequenas e banais
Basta um sorriso
Um simples olhar
Um modo de amar a dois (bis)
Às 5 e meia em ponto
Telefonas-me a dizer:
Não sei viver sem ti amor |
Não sei o que fazer | Ela
Faz-me favas com chouriço
O meu prato favorito
Quando chego para jantar
Quase nem acredito!
Vestiste-te de branco
Uma flor nos cabelos
Os miúdos na cama
E acendeste a fogueira
Vou ficar a vida inteira
A viver dessa maneira
Eu e tu e tu e eu e tu e eu e tu
Refrão
Terça-feira, 28 de Março de 2006
cantado na praia de Pataias... ai que saudades meu amor
Wham - Wake Me Up Before You Go Go
Jitterbug [4X]
You put the boom-boom into my heart
You send my soul sky high when your lovin' starts
Jitterbug into my brain
Goes a bang-bang-bang 'til my feet do the same
But something's bugging you
Something ain't right
My best friend told me what you did last night
Left me sleepin' in my bed
I was dreaming, but I should have been with you instead.
Wake me up before you go-go
Don't leave me hanging on like a yo-yo
Wake me up before you go-go
I don't want to miss it when you hit that high
Wake me up before you go-go
'Cause I'm not plannin' on going solo
Wake me up before you go-go
Take me dancing tonight
I wanna hit that high (yeah, yeah)
You take the grey skies out of my way
You make the sun shine brighter than Doris Day
Turned a bright spark into a flame
My beats per minute never been the same
'Cause you're my lady, I'm your fool
It makes me crazy when you act so cruel
Come on, baby, let's not fight
We'll go dancing, everything will be all right
Wake me up before you go-go
Don't leave me hanging on like a yo-yo
Wake me up before you go-go
I don't want to miss it when you hit that high
Wake me up before you go-go
'Cause I'm not plannin'' on going solo
Wake me up before you go-go
Take me dancing tonight
I wanna hit that high (yeah, yeah, baby)
(Jitterbug)
(Jitterbug)
Cuddle up, baby, move in tight
We'll go dancing tomorrow night
It's cold out there, but it's warm in bed
They can dance, we'll stay home instead
(Jitterbug)
Wake me up before you go-go
Don't leave me hanging on like a yo-yo
Wake me up before you go-go
I don't want to miss it when you hit that high
Wake me up before you go-go
'Cause I'm not plannin' on going solo
Wake me up before you go-go
Take me dancing tonight
Wake me up before you go-go, don't you dare to leave me hanging on like a
yo-yo
Take me dancing
(Boom-boom-boom)
Levavam pedras feito penitentes
Chico Buarque - Vai Passar
Vai passar
Nessa avenida um samba popular
Cada paralelepípedo
Da velha cidade
Essa noite vai
Se arrepiar
Ao lembrar
Que aqui passaram sambas imortais
Que aqui sangraram pelos nossos pés
Que aqui sambaram nossos ancestrais
Num tempo
Página infeliz da nossa história
Passagem desbotada na memória
Das nossas novas gerações
Dormia
A nossa pátria mãe tão distraída
Sem perceber que era subtraída
Em tenebrosas transações
Seus filhos
Erravam cegos pelo continente
Levavam pedras feito penitentes
Erguendo estranhas catedrais
E um dia, afinal
Tinham direito a uma alegria fugaz
Uma ofegante epidemia
Que se chamava carnaval
O carnaval, o carnaval
(Vai passar)
Palmas pra ala dos barões famintos
O bloco dos napoleões retintos
E os pigmeus do bulevar
Meu Deus, vem olhar
Vem ver de perto uma cidade a cantar
A evolução da liberdade
Até o dia clarear
Ai, que vida boa, olerê
Ai, que vida boa, olará
O estandarte do sanatório geral vai passar
Ai, que vida boa, olerê
Ai, que vida boa, olará
O estandarte do sanatório geral
Vai passar
Quinta-feira, 23 de Março de 2006
Through long lonely nights without love
Sarah Vaughan
A Lover's Concerto
by Lnzer/Randall
How gentle is the rain
That falls softly on the meadow
Birds high above in the trees
Serenade the flowers with their melodies oh oh oh
See there beyond the hill
The bright color of the rainbow
Some magic from above
Made this day for us
Just to fall in love
Now I belong to you
From this day until forever
Just love me tenderly
And I'll give to you every part of me oh oh oh
Don't ever make me cry
Through long lonely nights without love
Be always true to me
Kept it stay in your heart eternally
Someday we shall return to this place upon
The meadow
We'll walk out in the rain
Hear the bird's above sing once again oh oh oh
*
You'll hold me in your arms
And say once again, you love me
And if your love is true
Everything will be just as wonderful
dá pra desistir de ser um moribundo
Sérgio Godinho (ok é que eu não gosto mm disto - sérgio godinho - mas a letra é engraçada)
O Coro Das Velhas
Ia eu pelo concelho de Caminha
quando vi sentada ao sol uma velhinha
curioso, uma conversa entabulei
como se diz nuns romances que eu cá sei
Chamo-me Adozinha, disse, e tenho já
os meus 84 anos, feitos há
mês e meio, se a memória não me falha
mas inda vou durar uns anos, Deus me valha
Com esta da austeridade, meu senhor
nem sequer da para ir desta pra melhor
os funerais estão por um preço do outro mundo
dá pra desistir de ser um moribundo
Rabugenta, eu? Não senhor
eu hei-de ir desta pra melhor
mas falo pelos que cá deixo
não é por mim que eu me queixo
Ó Felisbela, ó Felismina
ó Adelaide, ó Amelinha
ó Maria Berta, ó Zulmirinha
vamos cantar o coro das velhas?
Cá se vai andando
c'o a cabeça entre as orelhas
Não sei ler nem escrever mas não me ralo
alguns há que até a caneta lhes faz calo
é só assinar despachos e decretos
p'ra nos dar a ler a nós, analfabetos
E saúde, eu tenho p'ra dar e vender
não preciso de um ministro para ter
tudo o que ele anda a ver se me pode dar
pode ir ele p'ro hospital em meu lugar
E quanto a apertar cinto, sinto muito
Filosofem os que sabem lá do assunto
Mas com esta cinturinha tão delgada
Inda posso ser de muitos namorada
Rabugenta, eu? Não senhor
eu hei-de ir desta pra melhor
mas falo pelos que cá deixo
não é por mim que eu me queixo
Ó Felisbela, ó Felismina
ó Adelaide, ó Amelinha
ó Maria Berta, ó Zulmirinha
vamos cantar o coro das velhas?
Cá se vai andando
c'o a cabeça entre as orelhas
E se a morte mafarrica, mesmo assim
me apartar das outras velhas, logo a mim
digo ao diabo, não te temo, ó camafeu
conheci piores infernos do que o teu
Rabugenta, eu? Não senhor
eu hei-de ir desta pra melhor
mas falo pelos que cá deixo
não é por mim que eu me queixo
Ó Felisbela, ó Felismina
ó Adelaide, ó Amelinha
ó Maria Berta, ó Zulmirinha
vamos cantar o coro das velhas?
Segunda-feira, 20 de Março de 2006
It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe
"It Ain't Me, Babe" - Johnny Cash & June Carter Cash
Go away from my window
Leave at your own chosen speed
I'm not the one you want, babe
I'm not the one you need
You say you're lookin' for someone
Who's never weak but always strong
To protect you and defend you
Whether you are right or wrong
Someone to open each and every door
[CHORUS:]
But it ain't me babe
No, no, no, it ain't me babe
It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe
Go lightly from the ledge, babe
Go lightly on the ground
I'm not the one you want, babe
I'll only let you down
You say you're lookin' for someone
Who'll promise never to part
Someone to close his eyes to you
Someone to close his heart
Someone to die for you and more
[REPEAT CHORUS]
You say you're lookin' for someone
To pick you up each time you fall
To gather flowers constantly
And to come each time you call
And will love you for your life
And nothin' more
[REPEAT CHORUS]
Segunda-feira, 13 de Março de 2006
They say that loves a word
Nat «King» Cole - Too young
words by sylvia dee and music by sid lippman
They try to tell us were too young
Too young to really be in love
They say that loves a word
A word weve only heard
But cant begin to know the meaning of
And yet were not too young to know
This love will last though years may go
And then some day they may recall
We were not too young at all
And yet were not too young to know
This love will last though years may go
And then some day they may recall
We were not too young at all
Quarta-feira, 8 de Março de 2006
Parava o tráfego e ria?
Paulinho Moska
Último Dia
by Paulinho Moska e Billy Brandão
Meu amor
O que você faria se só te restasse um dia?
Se o mundo fosse acabar
Me diz, o que você faria?
Ia manter sua agenda
De almoço, hora, apatia?
Ou esperar os seus amigos
Na sua sala vazia?
Meu amor
O que você faria se só te restasse um dia?
Se o mundo fosse acabar
Me diz, o que você faria?
Corria pr'um shopping center
Ou para uma academia?
Pra se esquecer que não dá tempo
Pro tempo que já se perdia?
Meu amor
O que você faria se só te restasse esse dia?
Se o mundo fosse acabar
Me diz, o que você faria?
Andava pelado na chuva?
Corria no meio da rua?
Entrava de roupa no mar?
Trepava sem camisinha?
Meu amor
O que você faria?
O que você faria?
Abria a porta do hospício?
Trancava a da delegacia?
Dinamitava o meu carro?
Parava o tráfego e ria?
Meu amor
O que você faria se só te restasse esse dia?
Se o mundo fosse acabar
Me diz, o que você faria?
Meu amor
O que você faria se só te restasse esse dia?
Se o mundo fosse acabar
Me diz o que você faria
Me diz o que você faria
Me diz o que você faria...
Segunda-feira, 6 de Março de 2006
Been hoping that you'd drop in
Baby, It's Cold Outside - ray charles & betty carter
I really can't stay - Baby, it's cold outside
I've got to go away - Baby, it's cold out there
This evening has been - Been hoping that you'd drop in
So very nice - I'll hold your hands, they're just like ice
My mother will start to worry - Beautiful what you're hurry
And father will be pacing the floor - Listen to that fireplace roar
So really I'd better scurry - Beautiful, please don't hurry
Well, maybe just a half a drink more - put some records on while I pour
And the neighbors might think - Baby it's bad out there
Say, what's in this drink? - No cabs to be had out there
I wish I knew how - Your eyes are like starlight now
To break the spell - I'll take your hat, your hair looks swell
I ought to say no, no, no sir - Mind if I move in closer?
At least I'm gonna say that I tried - What's the sense of hurtin' my pride?
I really can't stay - Baby don't hold out
Baby but it's cold outside
I simply must go - but Baby it's cold outside
The answer is no - i say it's cold out there
The welcome has been - How lucky that you dropped in
So nice and warm - Look out that window, at the storm
My sister will be suspicious - Gosh, your lips look delicious
My brother will be there at the door - Waves upon a tropical shore
My maiden aunt's mind is vicious - Gosh, your lips are delicious
Well maybe just a cigarette more - Oh, never such a blizzard before
I've got to go home - Baby, you'll freeze out there
Say, lend me your coat - It's up to your knees out there
You've really been grand - I thrill when you touch my hand
But don't you see - How can you do this thing to me
There's bound to be talk tomorrow - Think of my lifelong sorrow
At least there will be plenty implied - If you caught pneumonia and died
I really can't stay - Get over that hold out
oh but it's cold outside.
VERSÃO II
Ella Fitzgerald & Louis Armstrong - Baby It's Cold Outside
I really cant stay
(mama, its cold outside)
Ive got to go way
(I said, its cold outside)
I wish I knew how
(tickled to death that you dropped in)
To break this spell
(you better break that spell..a-vo-tu)
My mother will start to worry
(mama, whats your hurry)
Father will be pacin the floor
(hes gotta go...hes gotta go)
Really Id better hurry
(please dont hurry)
Well maybe just a half a drink more
**(take some swiss kriss while I pour)
The neighbors might think
(mama, its bad out there)
Hey pops, whats in this drink
(aint no fun to be had out there, you know)
This evenin has been
( it is outta here.....)
So nice and fine
(take another drink-a-wine...and
Maybe youll change your mind)
I ought to say no, no, no, sir
(you dont have to call me sir)
At least Im gonna say that I tried
(give it up...give it up...give it up)
I really cant stay
(and, dont hold out)
*both* ahh, but its cold outside
(look-a there honey...look at that window there...you cant go
Out there in all that bad weather take a look...............you
lookin
At the wrong window anyway...........thats a bay window
there........
See the one thats in the middle there.......yeah the one thats
boarded
Up...thats an out house there..........aint no usein you goin
out there
In all that bad weather...gettin them two little skis all
frosted up)
Yeah well pops, I didnt tell mama and papa where I was goin
(you did what)
In fact, I sneaked outta the house
(oh, velma, dont never do that to your mama and papa......stay
here
Three more days then you go back home to your people there)
Theres bound to be talk tommorow
(what about my sorrow)
At least there will be plenty implied
(yeah, you tellin me)
I really cant stay
(an-bol-eh-do-as)
*both* ahh but its cold outside
Hey pops, Id really like to stick around
(yeah I wish you would)
But I live so far...i live way over on the other side of
town....over in
The aristocratic part...way over........................
(where would that be honey)
Over on jackson street
(she been in town two hours and she done found out where
Jackson street is.....................yes indeed folks this is
the place.....
You know where you can get two drinks for forty cents
here......then you
Come outta the gate and fall flat-a-your face.....thats what
you do)
(yeah your shoes are loosey...and lets get juicy)
*both* yeah, but it? s cold
(bah-da-da-dat) outside
(bah-ba-da-do-de-da-da-day)