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…lembrei-me…
Red House Painters – Katy Song
Some escape some door to open
This path seems the blackest, but I guess it’s the soonest
But there in the clearing, I know you’ll be wearing
Your young aching smile and waving your hand
Can’t go with my heart when I can’t feel what’s in it
I thought you’d come over but for some reason you didn’t
Glass on the pavement under my shoe
Without you is all my life amounts to
[Verse 2]
A final sleep no words from my cutting
Mouth to your ear or taut wicked pinches
From my fingers to your bitter face
That I can’t heal
I know tomorrow you will be
Somewhere in London living with someone
You’ve got some kind of family there to turn to
And that’s more than I could ever give you
[Verse 3]
A chance for calm, a hope for freedom
Outlet from my cold solitary kingdom
By the forest of our spring stay
Where you walked away
And left a bleeding part of me
Empty and bothered, watching the water
Quiet in the corner, numb and falling through
Without you, what does my life amount to?
Porque é lindo e pouco conhecido
Grizzly Bearb- Half Gate
“Half Gate” lyrics
Grizzly Bear Lyrics
“Half Gate”
Past the roaring shore
I have nothing left to hear
I’m chasing all the words
But everything you say I only see
But honestly it’s fine
When I mention how I love you
It’s all I do
Even as I stray
We have the cold to keep
I’m not sure I still believe
My most is nothing more
Than a place we’ve been before
We’ll draw and drag it on
I’m telling you I’m trying to hear this out
I want nothing more to doubt
A little bit of shame
Which of yourselves is truly gone?
And checked out so long
Unhinged unwound
Come help me on
To let lie what’s done
In some great beyond
You’re still there still as you were
At the end of the line
It’s as if there’s no time at all
Nothing to left to win
Every pleasure burned to the wick
Content to be alone
A quiet picture drawn each day before it ends
To remind me once again
Why I’m even here
Which of yourselves is truly gone?
Checked out so long
Unhinged unwound
Come help me on
To let lie what’s done
In some great beyond
You’re still there still as you were
Es lebe die Freiheit!
Rome – Wir Moorsoldaten [Aos meus heróis, que se não estiverem já mortos, vestem-se de negro]
Rome “Wir Moorsoldaten” -lyrics
We live on tea and grief
We who brought this cult to light
We who only live for them
And only by their code
We are entombed alive
In these poems
Watch us dance on the beaches
Watch us die in the sun
You think you understand our pain
And that lives full of fatigue
Can sweeten up
You have come to love
Our name
This dancing spray of flame
This tribute to our god
But we are savage children
We are sleepless soldiers
We partners in grief
We have turned to them
As flowers turn to the sun
For they make us disappear
In the darkness of their fire
Wir kennen einander nicht
Wir Moorsoldaten
Und suchen wir alle auch das Licht
Wir Moorsoldaten
So leuchtet doch all unsere Müh vergebens
So leuchtet auch der Tod vergebens
Leuchtet das Leben uns denn nicht?
Wir belügen einander nicht
Wir Moorsoldaten
Wir betrügen einander nicht
Wir Moorsoldaten
Und bleibt auch Alles stehn
Um in Gleichgültigkeit zu vergehen
Wir zerfressen einander nicht
Es lebe die Freiheit!
Radicalizado pelo contexto imbecil de um enquadramento intelectualmente miserável…
…apeteceu-me ouvir ROME e este «Fragments»
Fragments -lyrics
All shine and spark
Like countries adrift
Into the dark
We throw the truth of it
For aren’t we all
Free from fault
And seek freedom from the frightend flesh
But we ruin it all
Now spring is back
To melt the snows
And confuse the heart
Where its warm wind blows
We’re cooking up madness
In the heat and flies
Just to have it eaten up
by their lightless fires
She rules the wastelands
With envious hands
And you lose yourself in dreams of her
Like some snake in the grass
All shine and spark
Like countries adrift
And into the dark
We throw the truth of it
Fim de Domingo
…fui mais uma última vez visitar a exposição da Vivian Maier na Fundação D. Luís I, Centro Cultural de Cascais, que deve acabar esta semana…
…confirmo o que achei: excelente, sem vaidade, sem ‘esperança’, só por saber fazer, só por saber fazer bem… …sem vislumbre de imortalidade, sem nada que não seja a fragilidade dos dias que passam em direcção a uma morte certa, se bem que paradoxalmente incerta… …e é ISSO que a torna brilhante!…
…música para «acompanhar»…
You’re always standing there (A shadow I can’t see)
[Verse 1]
The sky keeps staring at me
Frozen in my tracks
(Nothing else to see)
And when I move my face left
You’re always standing there
(A shadow I can’t see)
And even then I can’t trace
You’re walking away
[Verse 2]
I put my ears to the ground
Always pushing down
(Nothing I can hear)
I found the worst half in me
I’m cut off at the knees
(Can’t even take a stand)
Against your words and beliefs
I didn’t want to freeze
[Chorus]
(All of the years, leaving me here
Gun-shy)
I don’t want to say it all again (the pain, losing my aim)
Never seem to see
(And why?) Do I always feel it all the same
The blisters in my eyes
(Recite) A guide that has only led me stray
And even as I limp (you smile)
[Verse 3]
The cold keeps tearing at me
Slowing down my blood
(Unable to speak)
I left my mind long ago
Choosing something false
(Always letting go)
And when I try to face you
You’re walking away
[Chorus]
(All of the years, leaving me here
Gun-shy)
I don’t want to say it all again (the pain, losing my aim)
Never seem to see
(And why?) Do I always feel it all the same
The blisters in my eyes
(Recite) A guide that has only led me stray
And even as I limp (you smile)
…não. “Aquilo” não se resolveu… …apenas saiu de moda…
…o Tibete ainda resiste ao genocídio comunista.
A única de que gosto
No geral, não gosto de Björk e do que faz…
[Verse 1]
Stand up
You’ve got to manage
I won’t sympathize
Anymore
[Chorus]
And if you complain once more
You’ll meet an army of me
And if you complain once more
You’ll meet an army of me
[Verse 2]
You’re alright
There’s nothing wrong
Self-sufficience, please!
And get to work
[Chorus]
And if you complain once more
You’ll meet an army of me
And if you complain once more
You’ll meet an army of me, army of me
[Verse 3]
You’re on your own now
We won’t save you
Your rescue squad
Is too exhausted
[Chorus]
And if you complain once more
You’ll meet an army of me
And if you complain once more
You’ll meet an army of me
[Chorus]
And if you complain once more
You’ll meet an army of me
And if you complain once more
You’ll meet an army of me, army of me
O futuro que nos espera…
…continuem a votar e a obedecer…
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