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Tuesday, May 22, 2007

In your room...


In your room

Where time stands still

Or moves at your will

Will you let the morning come soon

Or will you leave me lying here

In your favourite darkness

Your favourite half-light

Your favourite consciousness

Your favourite slave

In your room

Where souls disappear

Only you exist here

Will you lead me to your armchair

Or leave me lying here

Your favourite innocence

Your favourite prize

Your favourite smile

Your favourite slave

I'm hanging on your words

Living on your breath

Feeling with your skin

Will I always be here

In your room

Your burning eyes

Cause flames to arise

Will you let the fire die down soon

Or will I always be here

Your favourite passion

Your favourite game

Your favourite mirror

Your favourite slave

I'm hanging on your words

Living on your breath

Feeling with your skin

Will I always be here

Will I always be here........

Thursday, May 3, 2007

"Não sei quantas almas tenho"


Hoje sinto-me assim...



Não sei quantas almas tenho.

Cada momento mudei.

Continuamente me estranho.

Nunca me vi nem acabei.

De tanto ser, só tenho alma.

Quem tem alma não tem calma.

Quem vê é só o que vê,

Quem sente não é quem é,
Atento ao que sou e vejo,

Torno-me eles e não eu.

Cada meu sonho ou desejo

É do que nasce e não meu.

Sou minha própria paisagem;

Assisto à minha passagem,

Diverso, móbil e só,

Não sei sentir-me onde estou.

Por isso, alheio, vou lendo

Como páginas, meu ser.

O que sogue não prevendo,

O que passou a esquecer.

Noto à margem do que li

O que julguei que senti.

Releio e digo : "Fui eu ?"

Deus sabe, porque o escreveu.



Fernando Pessoa



WAKE UP

The Arcade Fire, "Wake up"

Somethin’ filled up
my heart with nothin’,
someone told me not to cry.
But now that
I’m older,my heart’s colder,
and I can see that it’s a lie.
Children wake up,
hold your mistake up,
before they turn the summer into dust.
If the children don’t grow up,
our bodies get bigger but our hearts get torn up.
We’re just a million little god’s
causin rain storms turnin’
every good thing to rust.
I guess we’ll just have to adjust.
With my lighnin’ bolts a glowin’
I can see where I am goin’
to bewhen the reaper he reaches and touches my hand.
With my lighnin’
bolts a glowin’
I can see where I am goin’
With my lighnin’
bolts a glowin’
I can see where I am go-goin’
You better look out below!


Esta música é linda!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!