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quinta-feira, 20 de janeiro de 2011

L.S.F.

JOSÉ GONZÁLEZ - Heartbeats

One night to be confused
One night to speed up truth
We had a promise paid
four hands and then away

Both under influence
we had divine sense
To know what to say
Mind as a razorblade

To call for hands of above
to lean on
Wouldn't be good enough
for me, no

One night of magic rush
The start of simple touch
One night to push and scream
and then relief

Ten days of perfect tunes
The colors red and blue
We had a promise made
we were in love

To call for hands of above
to lean on
Wouldn't be good enough
for me, no

And you, you knew the hand of the devil
And you, kept us awake with wolves teeth
sharing different heartbeats
in one night

To call for hands of above
to lean on
Wouldn't be good enough
for me, no

sexta-feira, 26 de novembro de 2010

Friday I'm in looove



...
I don't care if monday's blue
Tuesday's gray and wednesday too
Thursday I don't care about you
It's friday I'm in love
...

Friday I'm In Love
,
THE CURE

segunda-feira, 15 de novembro de 2010


GREG LASWELL - What A Day



What a day to be alive
What a day to realize I'm not dead
What a day to save a dime
What a day to die trying

What a way to say good bye
What a wonderful life now
What a way to use your mind
What a day to say good night

"Bring on the evening hours," I cry
"Bring on the evidence of my life"
(My life)

What a day to give a damn
What a day for "Gone with the Wind"
And what a day to start again
What a day to give up dry gin

"Bring on the evening hours," I cry
"Bring on the evidence of my life"
"Bring on the evening hours," I cry
"Bring on the evidence of my life"

Let it go
Let it go from here, I don't know
Let it go
Let it go from here, I don't know
Don't know

What a day to visit Seattle
What a day for San Francisco
What a day, holy Toldeo
What a day to get in the air and go
What a day to give up smoking
What a day to absorb
What a day to welcome a baby
And to begin breathing
(To begin breathing)

sábado, 13 de novembro de 2010

No stars in the sky, the night seems so dark around you.
You won't say a word, and wonder why no one's found you,
Waiting for love, praying for love again........
Love's a heavy weight, give it to me don't hesitate.
Love's a heavy thing, too heavy for one heart to bring me your love.
Give me your love again, it's not your fault.
One heart can never win it takes
Two hearts, two hearts just to hold love.
Two hearts, two hearts just to hold your love.
Your love.
And if your heart should ache,
Remember me.
And if your heart should break.
Two hearts, two hearts they can mend it.
Heartache, heartaches can be ended by love, by love.
Love's a heavy weight, give to me don't hesitate.
Love's a heavy thing, too heavy for one heart to bring me your love.
Give me your love again, It's not too late.
One heart can never win, it takes two hearts.
Two hearts, two hearts just to hold love
Two hearts, two hearts just to hold your love
Your love.

Two Hearts,
CHRIS ISAAK

quinta-feira, 11 de novembro de 2010

A Deolinda sabe sempre do que fala! E tenho dito.


DEOLINDA - Um Contra O Outro


Anda, desliga o cabo,
que liga a vida, a esse jogo,
joga comigo, um jogo novo,
com duas vidas, um contra o outro.

Já não basta,
esta luta contra o tempo,
este tempo que perdemos,
a tentar vencer alguém.

Ao fim ao cabo,
o que é dado como um ganho,
vai-se a ver desperdiçamos,
sem nada dar a ninguém.

Anda, faz uma pausa,
encosta o carro,
sai da corrida,
larga essa guerra,
que a tua meta,
está deste lado,
da tua vida.

Muda de nível,
sai do estado invisível,
põe o modo compatível,
com a minha condição,
que a tua vida,
é real e repetida,
dá-te mais que o impossível,
se me deres a tua mão.

Sai de casa e vem comigo para a rua,
vem, q'essa vida que tens,
por mais vidas que tu ganhes,
é a tua que,
mais perde se não vens.

Sai de casa e vem comigo para a rua,
vem, q'essa vida que tens,
por mais vidas que tu ganhes,
é a tua que,
mais perde se não vens.

Anda, mostra o que vales,
tu nesse jogo,
vales tão pouco,
troca de vício,
por outro novo,
que o desafio,
é corpo a corpo.

Escolhe a arma,
a estratégia que não falhe,
o lado forte da batalha,
põe no máximo o poder.

Dou-te a vantagem, tu com tudo, eu sem nada,
que mesmo assim, desarmada, vou-te ensinar a perder.

Sai de casa e vem comigo para a rua,
vem, q'essa vida que tens,
por mais vidas que tu ganhes,
é a tua que,
mais perde se não vens.

terça-feira, 9 de novembro de 2010


DEOLINDA - Lisboa Não É A Cidade Perfeita


‘Inda bem que o tempo passou
e o amor que acabou não saiu.
‘Inda bem que há um fado qualquer
que diz tudo o que a vida não diz.
Ainda bem que Lisboa não é
a cidade perfeita p’ra nós.
Ainda bem que há um beco qualquer
que dá eco a quem nunca tem voz.
‘Inda agora vi a louca sozinha a cantar,
do alto daquela janela.
Há noites em que a saudade me deixa a pensar:
Um dia juntar-me a ela.
Um dia cantar…
como ela.

‘Inda bem que eu nunca fui capaz
de encontrar a viela a seguir.
‘Inda bem que o Tejo é lilás
e os peixes não param de rir.
Ainda bem que o teu corpo não quer
embarcar na tormenta do réu.
Ainda bem se o destino quiser
esta trágica historia, sou eu.
‘Inda agora vi a louca sozinha a cantar,
do alto daquela janela.
Há noites em que a saudade me deixa a pensar:
Um dia juntar-me a ela.
Um dia cantar…
como ela.

quinta-feira, 4 de novembro de 2010

You're missing me

He's got a whole lotta reasons
He can't think of a single one that could justify leavin'
She got none but she think she got so many problems
And she got too much time to waste
His dreams are like commercials
But her dreams are picture perfect and
Dreams are so related though they're often under estimated
la da da...
Simple is something that nobody knows
her eyes are as big as her bubbly toes
On the feet of a queen in the hearts of the garden
Feet are infested with tarballs
la da da...
If you would only listen
You might just realize what you're missin'
You're missin' me

You're Missing Me
,
JACK JOHNSON

segunda-feira, 1 de novembro de 2010

...
What if this storm ends?
And leaves us nothing
Except a memory
A distant echo
...

The Lightning Strike,
SNOW PATROL

domingo, 31 de outubro de 2010

(...)
Come on get love,
Come on and try,
Come on now what are you waiting for?

Be There
,
HOWIE DAY

terça-feira, 26 de outubro de 2010


COLDPLAY - See You Soon

So you lost your trust,
And you never should have, you never should have,
But don't break your back,
If you ever see this,
Don't answer that.

In a bullet proof vest,
With the windows all closed,
I'll be doing my best,
I'll see you soon,
In a telescope lens,
And when all you want is friends,
I'll see you soon.

So they came for you,
They came snapping at your heels,
They come snapping at you heels,
But don't break your back,
If you ever see this,
Don't answer that.

In a bullet proof vest,
With the windows all closed,
I'll be doing my best,
I'll see you soon,
In a telescope lens,
And when all you want is friends,
I'll see you soon,
I'll see you soon.

And oh you lost your trust,
And oh you lost your trust,
And oh don't lose your trust,
And oh you lost your trust.

domingo, 24 de outubro de 2010

I want to live where soul meets body
And let the sun wrap its arms around me
And bathe my skin in water cool and cleansing
And feel, feel what it's like to be new
Cause in my head there's a Greyhound station
Where I send my thoughts to far-off destinations
So they may have a chance of finding a place where they're far more suited than here

And I cannot guess what we'll discover
When we turn the dirt with our palms cupped like shovels
But I know our filthy hands can wash one another's
And not one speck will remain

And I do believe it's true that there are roads left in both of our shoes
But if the silence takes you then I hope it takes me too
So Brown Eyes I'll hold you near cause you're the only song I want to hear
A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere

Where soul meets body
Where soul meets body
Where soul meets body

And I do believe it's true
That there are roads left in both of our shoes
If the silence takes you then I hope it takes me too
So Brown Eyes I'll hold you near cause you're the only song I want to hear
A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere
A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere
A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere
A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere

Soul Meets Body
,
DEATH CAB FOR CUTIE

terça-feira, 19 de outubro de 2010

Was it loneliness that brought you here
Broken and weak
Was it tiredness that made you sleep
Have you lost your will to speak
Was the earth spinning round
Were you falling through the ground
As the world came tumbling down
You prayed to God what have we done

Free me from these chains I need to change my way
Heal these broken wings I need to fly far away, far away, far away

Was it emptiness that made you weep
No more secrets to keep
Was it bitterness that gave you time
To forgive your sins
Was the earth spinning round
Were you falling through the ground
As the world came tumbling down
You prayed to God what have we done

Free me from these chains I need to change my way
Heal these broken wings I need to fly far away
Free me from these thoughts long forgotten down below
Take these angel’s words give them life to carry on, carry on, carry on
Free me from these chains…

Spinning
,
ZERO 7

sábado, 16 de outubro de 2010

«After the Storm»

...
And there will come a time, you’ll see, with no more tears.
And love will not break your heart, but dismiss your fears.
Get over your hill and see what you find there,
With grace in your heart and flowers in your hair.
...

After the Storm,
MUMFORD AND SONS

sábado, 2 de outubro de 2010



She's a rainbow and she loves the peaceful life
Knows I'll go crazy if I don't go crazy tonight
There's a part of me in the chaos that's quiet
And there's a part of you that wants me to riot

Everybody needs to cry or needs to spit
Every sweet tooth needs just a little hit
Every beauty needs to go out with an idiot
How can you stand next to the truth and not see it?

A change of heart comes slow

It's not a hill, it's a mountain
As you start out the climb
Do you believe me, or are you doubting
We're gonna make it all the way to the light
But I know I'll go crazy if I don't go crazy tonight

Every generation gets a chance to change the world
Pity the nation that won't listen to your boys and girls
Cos the sweetest melody is the one we haven't heard
Is it true that perfect love drives out all fear?
The right to appear ridiculous is something I hold dear
Oh, but a change of heart comes slow

It's not a hill, it's a mountain
As you start out the climb
Listen for me, I'll be shouting
We're gonna make it all the way to the light
But you know I'll go crazy if I don't go crazy tonight

Baby, baby, baby, I know I'm not alone
Baby, baby, baby, I know I'm not alone

It's not a hill, it's a mountain
As we start out the climb
Listen for me, I'll be shouting
Shouting to the darkness, squeeze out sparks of light

You know we'll go crazy
You know we'll go crazy
You know we'll go crazy if we don't go crazy tonight

Oh oh
Slowly now
Oh oh

I'll Go Crazy If I Don't Go Crazy Tonight
,
U2
Ele passou por mim e sorriu,
e a chuva parou de cair,
o meu bairro feio tornou-se perfeito,
e o monte de entulho, um jardim.

O charco inquinado voltou a ser lago,
e o peixe ao contrário virou.
Do esgoto empestado saiu perfumado
um rio de nenúfares em flor.

Sou a mariposa bela e airosa,
que pinta o mundo de cor de rosa,
eu sou um delírio do amor.

Sei que a chuva é grossa, que entope a fossa,
que o amor é curto e deixa mossa,
mas quero voar, por favor!

No metro, enlatados, corpos apertados
suspiram ao ver-me entrar.
Sem pressas que há tempo,
dá gosto o momento,
e tudo mais pode esperar.

O puto do cão com seu acordeão,
põe toda a gente a dançar,
e baila o ladrão,
com o polícia p'la mão,
esvoaçam confetis no ar.

Sou a mariposa bela e airosa,
que pinta o mundo de cor de rosa,
eu sou um delírio do amor.

Sei que a chuva é grossa, que entope a fossa,
que o amor é curto e deixa mossa,
mas quero voar, por favor!

Há portas abertas e ruas cobertas
de enfeites de festas sem fim,
e por todo o lado, ouvido e dançado,
o fado é cantado a rir.

E aqueles que vejo, que abraço e que beijo,
falam já meio a sonhar,
se o mundo deu nisto e bastou um sorriso,
o que será se ele me falar.

Sou a mariposa bela e airosa,
que pinta o mundo de cor de rosa,
eu sou um delírio do amor.

Sei que a chuva é grossa, que entope a fossa,
que o amor é curto e deixa mossa,
mas quero voar, por favor!

Sou a mariposa bela e airosa,
que pinta o mundo de cor de rosa,
eu sou um delírio do amor.

Sei que a chuva é grossa, que entope a fossa,
que o amor é curto e deixa mossa,
mas quero voar, por favor!

Passou Por Mim e Sorriu
,
DEOLINDA
My dove
You came to the window as a spark
And left as a raven after dark
Was I the tourist in your heart?
Now love
I tried to be native in your land
But you dismissed me careless hand

For I’ve held paradise
But lost sight of it now

And time
Don’t be a stranger with a drop
Fill in the spaces
Set up shop
I need a fix
Fast forward clocks

All I want is to hold you to me now
All I want is forever to allow

Paradise
,
ROYAL WOOD

quinta-feira, 30 de setembro de 2010

«Something's Missing»

...
When autumn comes,
it doesn't ask.
It just walks in where it left you last.
You never know when it starts
Until there's fog inside the glass around your summer heart.
...

Something's Missing,
JOHN MAYER

sábado, 11 de setembro de 2010

I used to write,
I used to write letters I used to sign my name
I used to sleep at night
Before the flashing lights settled deep in my brain

But by the time we met
By the time we met the times had already changed

So I never wrote a letter
I never took my true heart I never wrote it down
So when the lights cut out
I was left standing in the wilderness downtown

Now our lives are changing fast
Now our lives are changing fast
Hope that something pure can last
Hope that something pure can last

It seems strange
How we used to wait for letters to arrive
But what's stranger still
Is how something so small can keep you alive

We used to wait
We used to waste hours just walking around
We used to wait
All those wasted lives in the wilderness downtown

oooo we used to wait
oooo we used to wait
oooo we used to wait
Sometimes it never came
(oooo we used to wait)
Sometimes it never came
(oooo we used to wait)
Still moving through the pain
(oooooo)

I'm gonna write a letter to my true love
I'm gonna sign my name
Like a patient on a table
I wanna walk again gonna move through the pain

Now our lives are changing fast
Now our lives are changing fast
Hope that something pure can last
Hope that something pure can last

oooo we used to wait
oooo we used to wait
oooo we used to wait
Sometimes it never came
(oooo we used to wait)
Sometimes it never came
(oooo we used to wait)
Still moving through the pain
(oooooo)

we used to wait (x3)

We used to wait for it
We used to wait for it
Now we're screaming sing the chorus again
We used to wait for it
We used to wait for it
Now we're screaming sing the chorus again

I used to wait for it
I used to wait for it
Hear my voice screaming sing the chorus again

Wait for it

We Used To Wait
,
ARCADE FIRE

quinta-feira, 9 de setembro de 2010

O senhor dos clássicos!

There may be trouble ahead,
But while there's moonlight and music and love and romance,
Let's face the music and dance

Before the fiddlers have fled,
Before they ask us to pay the bill,
And while we still have the chance,
Let's face the music and dance

Soon, we'll be without the moon,
Humming a different tune
And then...

There may be teardrops to shed,
So while there's moonlight and music and love and romance,
Face the music and dance

Before the fiddlers have fled
Before they ask us to come up with the bill,
And while we still have got that chance,
Face that music and dance

Soon, we'll be without the moon,
Humming a different tune,
And then...

There may be teardrops to shed
So while there's moonlight and music and love and romance,
Let's face the music and dance
Dance
Let's face the music,
Look at that music
Why not face the music and dance?

Let's Face The Music And Dance
,
FRANK SINATRA

sábado, 4 de setembro de 2010

A song for blue days

When everything we felt failed
And some music soft in distant sails
But it don't sound like it did before
Then i know i'm left with nothing more
Than my own soul
When pretty pictues face back
But your coats aren't hanging on the rack
And blue water turns to
A place that i can't get to
A place that i can't
In a room all i feel
Is the cold that you left
Through the air all i see
Is your face full of blame
What's left to see
What's there to see
In the room all i feel
Is the cold that you left
Through the air all i see
Is your face full of blame
What's left to see
What's there to see
What's left to see

Songs For A Blue Guitar
,
RED HOUSE PAINTERS