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30 março 2005
29 março 2005
28 março 2005
R.E.M. - Nightswimming
Domingo de Páscoa, algures na Nova Zelândia...
Nightswimming deserves a quiet night.
The photograph on the dashboard, taken years ago,
turned around backwards so the windshield shows.
Every streetlight reveals the picture in reverse.
Still, it's so much clearer.
I forgot my shirt at the water's edge.
The moon is low tonight.
Nightswimming deserves a quiet night.
I'm not sure all these people understand.
It's not like years ago,
The fear of getting caught,
of recklessness and water.
They cannot see me naked.
These things, they go away,
replaced by everyday.
Nightswimming, remembering that night.
September's coming soon.
I'm pining for the moon.
And what if there were two
Side by side in orbit
Around the fairest sun?
That bright, tight forever drum
could not describe nightswimming.
You, I thought I knew you.
You I cannot judge.
You, I thought you knew me,
this one laughing quietly underneath my breath.
Nightswimming.
The photograph reflects,
every streetlight a reminder.
Nightswimming deserves a quiet night, deserves a quiet night.
26 março 2005
24 março 2005
nonsense 97
I'm looking at life and I'm looking at rhythm
I have two left feet, can't do nothing with them
Nothing to the left and nothing to the right
I'm here, I'm here, and I'm staying all night
I'm looking at them and they're looking at me
I don't know whether to bother 'cos there's nothing to see
I'm looking at life, and I'm looking at rhythm
I've two left feet, I can't do nothing with them
I have two left feet, can't do nothing with them
Nothing to the left and nothing to the right
I'm here, I'm here, and I'm staying all night
I'm looking at them and they're looking at me
I don't know whether to bother 'cos there's nothing to see
I'm looking at life, and I'm looking at rhythm
I've two left feet, I can't do nothing with them
nonsense 96
I might find you
But I lack the patience
Passed a corner, you'd been stolen
Ate a meal, you'd been defaced
But I lack the patience
Passed a corner, you'd been stolen
Ate a meal, you'd been defaced
nonsense 95
Despite schooldays it made no sense
Occasional stares caught his eye
He was tempted to smile, but
Being shy, time passed
Occasional stares caught his eye
He was tempted to smile, but
Being shy, time passed
Wire - Heartbeat
I feel icy
I feel cold
I feel old
Is there something there behind me?
I'm sublime
I feel empty
I feel dark
I remark
I am mesmerized
By my own beat
Like a heartbeat
(In it's own beat)
I feel cold
I feel old
Is there something there behind me?
I'm sublime
I feel empty
I feel dark
I remark
I am mesmerized
By my own beat
Like a heartbeat
(In it's own beat)
21 março 2005
18 março 2005
Musicas recomendadas
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the shins - new slang
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são musicas. adoráveis, refrescantes e primaveris.
the shins - new slang
lambchop - timothy b. schmidt
nouvelle vague - teenage kicks
são musicas. adoráveis, refrescantes e primaveris.
16 março 2005
The Shins - New Slang
gold teeth and a curse for this town were all in my mouth.
only, i don't know how they got out, dear.
turn me back into the pet that i was when we met.
i was happier then with no mind-set.
and if you'd 'a took to me like
a gull takes to the wind.
well, i'd 'a jumped from my tree
and i'd a danced like the king of the eyesores
and the rest of our lives would 'a fared well.
new slang when you notice the stripes, the dirt in your fries.
hope it's right when you die, old and bony.
dawn breaks like a bull through the hall,
never should have called
but my head's to the wall and i'm lonely.
and if you'd 'a took to me like
a gull takes to the wind.
well, i'd 'a jumped from my tree
and i'd a danced like the kind of the eyesores
and the rest of our lives would 'a fared well.
god speed all the bakers at dawn may they all cut their thumbs,
and bleed into their buns 'till they melt away.
i'm looking in on the good life i might be doomed never to find.
without a trust or flaming fields am i too dumb to refine?
and if you'd 'a took to me like
well i'd a danced like the queen of the eyesores
and the rest of our lives would 'a fared well.
only, i don't know how they got out, dear.
turn me back into the pet that i was when we met.
i was happier then with no mind-set.
and if you'd 'a took to me like
a gull takes to the wind.
well, i'd 'a jumped from my tree
and i'd a danced like the king of the eyesores
and the rest of our lives would 'a fared well.
new slang when you notice the stripes, the dirt in your fries.
hope it's right when you die, old and bony.
dawn breaks like a bull through the hall,
never should have called
but my head's to the wall and i'm lonely.
and if you'd 'a took to me like
a gull takes to the wind.
well, i'd 'a jumped from my tree
and i'd a danced like the kind of the eyesores
and the rest of our lives would 'a fared well.
god speed all the bakers at dawn may they all cut their thumbs,
and bleed into their buns 'till they melt away.
i'm looking in on the good life i might be doomed never to find.
without a trust or flaming fields am i too dumb to refine?
and if you'd 'a took to me like
well i'd a danced like the queen of the eyesores
and the rest of our lives would 'a fared well.
15 março 2005
13 março 2005
12 março 2005
Brian Eno - Baby's on Fire
Baby's on fire
Better throw her in the water
Look at her laughing
Like a heifer to the slaughter
Baby's on fire
And all the laughing boys are bitching
Waiting for photos
Oh the plot is so bewitching
Rescuers row row
Do your best to change the subject
Blow the wind blow blow
Lend some assistance to the object
Photographers snip snap
Take your time she's only burning
This kind of experience
Is necessary for her learning
If you'll be my flotsam
I could be half the man I used to
They said you were hot stuff
And that's what Baby's been reduced to...
Juanita and Juan
Very clever with maraccas
Making their fortunes
Selling second-hand tobaccoes
Juan dances at Chico's
And when the clients are evicted
He empties the ashtrays
And pockets all that he's collected
But Baby's on fire!
And all the instruments agree that
Her temperature's rising
But any idiot would know that.
Better throw her in the water
Look at her laughing
Like a heifer to the slaughter
Baby's on fire
And all the laughing boys are bitching
Waiting for photos
Oh the plot is so bewitching
Rescuers row row
Do your best to change the subject
Blow the wind blow blow
Lend some assistance to the object
Photographers snip snap
Take your time she's only burning
This kind of experience
Is necessary for her learning
If you'll be my flotsam
I could be half the man I used to
They said you were hot stuff
And that's what Baby's been reduced to...
Juanita and Juan
Very clever with maraccas
Making their fortunes
Selling second-hand tobaccoes
Juan dances at Chico's
And when the clients are evicted
He empties the ashtrays
And pockets all that he's collected
But Baby's on fire!
And all the instruments agree that
Her temperature's rising
But any idiot would know that.
10 março 2005
09 março 2005
08 março 2005
nonsense 94
Cuore di Frutta te da el placer de chupar un sabroso caramelo con sabor a naranja y después morder un delicioso corazón de caramelo blando que llena tu boca con una explosión de máximo sabor.
07 março 2005
Mar Adentro
Continuo a insistir em voltar ao cinema. E porquê? Porque os filmes bons viciam. Hoje foi este. Mar Adentro
06 março 2005
05 março 2005
02 março 2005
01 março 2005
nonsense 93
Needle prick my spruce root
Dear little hemlock shoot
Make me stay sharp and keen, evergreen.
Dear little hemlock shoot
Make me stay sharp and keen, evergreen.
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