"Don't know what's going on
Don't know what went wrong
Feels like a hundred years I
Still can't believe you're gone
So I'll stay up all night
With these bloodshot eyes
While these walls surround me with the story of our life
I feel so much better
Now that you're gone forever
I tell myself that I don't miss you at all
I'm not lying, denying that I feel so much better now
That you're gone forever
Now things are coming clear
And I don't need you here
And in this world around me
I'm glad you disappeared
So I'll stay out all night
Get drunk and fuckin' fight
Until the morning comes I'll
Forget about our life
I feel so much better
Now that you're gone forever
I tell myself that I don't miss you at all
I'm not lying, denying that I feel so much better now
That you're gone forever
First time you screamed at me
I should have made you leave
I should have known it could be so much better
I hope you're missing me
I hope I've made you see
That I'm gone forever
And now it's coming clear
That I don't need you here
And in this world around me
I'm glad you disappeared
I feel so much better
Now that you're gone forever
I tell myself that I don't miss you at all
I'm not lying, denying that I feel so much better now
That you're gone forever
And now you're gone forever
And now you're gone forever"
em "Gone Forever" de Three Days Grace
sábado, 28 de agosto de 2010
sexta-feira, 27 de agosto de 2010
"Take Me Under"
"Now it seems I’m fading
All my dreams are not worth saving
I’ve done my share of waiting
And I’ve still got nowhere else to go
So I wait for you to
Take me all the way
Take me all the way
Seems you’re wanting me to stay
But my dreams would surely waste away
And I still have nowhere else to go
So I wait for you to
Take me all the way
Take me all the way
Push me under
Pull me farther
Take me all the way
Take me all the way
Push me under
Pull me farther
Take me all the way
Take me all the way
Now it seems you’re leaving
But we’ve only just begun
And you’ve still got nowhere else to go
So I wait for you to
Take me all the way
Take me all the way
Push me under
Pull me farther
Take me all the way
Take me all the way
Push me under
Pull me farther
Take me all the way
Take me all the way
And I’ve been waiting so long
And I’ve been waiting so long
And I’ve been waiting so long
So I wait for you to
Take me all the way
Push me under
Pull me farther
Take me all the way
Take me all the way
Push me under
Pull me farther
Take me all the way
Take me all the way
And I’ve been waiting so long
And I’ve been waiting so long
And I’ve been waiting so long
So I wait for you to
Take me all the way
Take me all the way"
em "Take Me Under" de Three Days Grace
All my dreams are not worth saving
I’ve done my share of waiting
And I’ve still got nowhere else to go
So I wait for you to
Take me all the way
Take me all the way
Seems you’re wanting me to stay
But my dreams would surely waste away
And I still have nowhere else to go
So I wait for you to
Take me all the way
Take me all the way
Push me under
Pull me farther
Take me all the way
Take me all the way
Push me under
Pull me farther
Take me all the way
Take me all the way
Now it seems you’re leaving
But we’ve only just begun
And you’ve still got nowhere else to go
So I wait for you to
Take me all the way
Take me all the way
Push me under
Pull me farther
Take me all the way
Take me all the way
Push me under
Pull me farther
Take me all the way
Take me all the way
And I’ve been waiting so long
And I’ve been waiting so long
And I’ve been waiting so long
So I wait for you to
Take me all the way
Push me under
Pull me farther
Take me all the way
Take me all the way
Push me under
Pull me farther
Take me all the way
Take me all the way
And I’ve been waiting so long
And I’ve been waiting so long
And I’ve been waiting so long
So I wait for you to
Take me all the way
Take me all the way"
em "Take Me Under" de Three Days Grace
quarta-feira, 25 de agosto de 2010
"De Novo Agora"
Tiraste-me a escrita. Fizeste-me duvidar se tinha de facto amizades, o que era sequer a amizade. Tanto dentro de mim para escrever mas nenhuma folha parecia capaz de suportar as palavras. Porquê? Porque já as havia escrito. Termina agora esse sofrimento analfabeto e iletrado.
DOMINGO, 16 DE MAIO DE 2010
Agora
Agora que contemplo o cadáver da nossa amizade vejo a mentira que fomos. O cheiro do corpo inanimado, nefasto e pútrido, lembra-me a falsidade do passado. Os seus olhos gaseados estão vidrados nos meus, pedem me empatia, pena... Quantas vezes não lhos dei? Quantas vezes não fui eu uma marioneta controlada pelos fios lacrimosos daquele olhar hipócrita? Quantas vezes acreditei que eles reflectiam a necessidade da tua alma de ser amada, querida?
Agora sei que reflectem, tal como um espelho, a tua alma. Espelho distorcido numa qualquer feira de ilusões num local distante e só. Novamente o perfume da escória humana atormenta os meus sentidos. Náuseas, vómitos, o meu corpo fraqueja face à putridão que o assola.
Agora que te enterro sob o solo que todos pisamos, submissa aos nossos pés, sei que estou livre. O teu olhar nunca mais me prenderá. A jaula do teu coração ficará vazia. Observo do topo da vala o cadáver contaminado pelo ódio e pela ira, pela tristeza e pela melancolia de todos aqueles que o satânico corpo tocou e que agora o consomem até desaparecer na sombra e na escuridão da dor que trouxe ao mundo.
Agora que jaz morto, quieto, calado mas jamais em paz vejo que os erros do passado do nefasto ser serão pagos com o peso dos magoados e dos feridos sobre ele.
P.S. Aos restantes leitores peço desculpa por repetir o texto, espero ter tempo de escrever algo mais em breve.
DOMINGO, 16 DE MAIO DE 2010
Agora
Agora que contemplo o cadáver da nossa amizade vejo a mentira que fomos. O cheiro do corpo inanimado, nefasto e pútrido, lembra-me a falsidade do passado. Os seus olhos gaseados estão vidrados nos meus, pedem me empatia, pena... Quantas vezes não lhos dei? Quantas vezes não fui eu uma marioneta controlada pelos fios lacrimosos daquele olhar hipócrita? Quantas vezes acreditei que eles reflectiam a necessidade da tua alma de ser amada, querida?
Agora sei que reflectem, tal como um espelho, a tua alma. Espelho distorcido numa qualquer feira de ilusões num local distante e só. Novamente o perfume da escória humana atormenta os meus sentidos. Náuseas, vómitos, o meu corpo fraqueja face à putridão que o assola.
Agora que te enterro sob o solo que todos pisamos, submissa aos nossos pés, sei que estou livre. O teu olhar nunca mais me prenderá. A jaula do teu coração ficará vazia. Observo do topo da vala o cadáver contaminado pelo ódio e pela ira, pela tristeza e pela melancolia de todos aqueles que o satânico corpo tocou e que agora o consomem até desaparecer na sombra e na escuridão da dor que trouxe ao mundo.
Agora que jaz morto, quieto, calado mas jamais em paz vejo que os erros do passado do nefasto ser serão pagos com o peso dos magoados e dos feridos sobre ele.
P.S. Aos restantes leitores peço desculpa por repetir o texto, espero ter tempo de escrever algo mais em breve.
terça-feira, 24 de agosto de 2010
"Maps"
"I see I'm a long, long way from where I am supposed to be
And frankly I'm still happy here
I know where I'd rather be
So whether you’re lonely like the sun
Or you rely on everyone
There's no need to be lonely
There's no need to be low
We're lines and maps and cities and songs
Feel fear the closer it comes
Till I don't know how it feels
Till I don't know how it feels
Till I don't know
A million miles from anywhere
But anyway
I don't deny the more you see
The more I try to change your mind
So whether you’re lonely like the sun
Or you rely on everyone
There's no need to be lonely
There's no need to be low
We're lines and maps and cities and songs
Feel fear the closer it comes
Till I don't know how it feels
Till I don't know how it feels
Till I don't know
But I'm here whenever you say
Ever you say
Oh, little by little she blows
And that's the end of it
And little by little she blows
And that's the end of it"
em "Maps" de Keane
And frankly I'm still happy here
I know where I'd rather be
So whether you’re lonely like the sun
Or you rely on everyone
There's no need to be lonely
There's no need to be low
We're lines and maps and cities and songs
Feel fear the closer it comes
Till I don't know how it feels
Till I don't know how it feels
Till I don't know
A million miles from anywhere
But anyway
I don't deny the more you see
The more I try to change your mind
So whether you’re lonely like the sun
Or you rely on everyone
There's no need to be lonely
There's no need to be low
We're lines and maps and cities and songs
Feel fear the closer it comes
Till I don't know how it feels
Till I don't know how it feels
Till I don't know
But I'm here whenever you say
Ever you say
Oh, little by little she blows
And that's the end of it
And little by little she blows
And that's the end of it"
em "Maps" de Keane
segunda-feira, 23 de agosto de 2010
"Bounce"
"I been knocked down so many times
Counted out 6, 7, 8, 9
Written off like some bad deal
If you're breathing you know how it feels
Call it karma, call it luck
Me, I just don't give a
Bounce, Bounce Nothing's gonna keep me down
Bounce, Bounce Stand up, shout it out
Bounce, Bounce I play hard, I play to win
Count me out, count me in
I'll be bouncing back again
This ain't no game; I play it hard
Kicked around, cut, stitched and scarred
I'll take the hit but not the fall
I know no fear, still standing tall
You can call it karma, call it luck
Me, I just don't give a
Bounce, Bounce Nothing's gonna keep me down
Bounce, Bounce Stand up, shout it out
Bounce, Bounce I play hard, I play to win
Count me out, count me in
I'll be bouncing back again
Bounce!
Bring it on, I like it rough
In your face, I call your bluff
It ain't karma, it ain't luck
Me, I just don't give a
Bounce, Bounce Nothing's gonna keep me down
Bounce, Bounce Stand up, shout it out
Bounce, Bounce I play hard, I play to win
Count me out, count me in
I'll be bouncing back again
Bounce, Bounce
Nothing's gonna keep me down
Bounce, Bounce Stand up, shout it out
Bounce, Bounce I play hard, I play to win
Count me out, count me in
I'll be bouncing back again"
em "Bounce" de Bon Jovi
Counted out 6, 7, 8, 9
Written off like some bad deal
If you're breathing you know how it feels
Call it karma, call it luck
Me, I just don't give a
Bounce, Bounce Nothing's gonna keep me down
Bounce, Bounce Stand up, shout it out
Bounce, Bounce I play hard, I play to win
Count me out, count me in
I'll be bouncing back again
This ain't no game; I play it hard
Kicked around, cut, stitched and scarred
I'll take the hit but not the fall
I know no fear, still standing tall
You can call it karma, call it luck
Me, I just don't give a
Bounce, Bounce Nothing's gonna keep me down
Bounce, Bounce Stand up, shout it out
Bounce, Bounce I play hard, I play to win
Count me out, count me in
I'll be bouncing back again
Bounce!
Bring it on, I like it rough
In your face, I call your bluff
It ain't karma, it ain't luck
Me, I just don't give a
Bounce, Bounce Nothing's gonna keep me down
Bounce, Bounce Stand up, shout it out
Bounce, Bounce I play hard, I play to win
Count me out, count me in
I'll be bouncing back again
Bounce, Bounce
Nothing's gonna keep me down
Bounce, Bounce Stand up, shout it out
Bounce, Bounce I play hard, I play to win
Count me out, count me in
I'll be bouncing back again"
em "Bounce" de Bon Jovi
sábado, 21 de agosto de 2010
"Is It Any Wonder"
"I.. I always thought that I knew
I'd always have the right to
be living in the kingdom of the good and true and so on
But now I think I was wrong
and you were laughing along
And now I look a fool for thinking you were on...
My side,
Is it any wonder I'm tired?
Is it any wonder that I feel uptight?
Is it any wonder I don't know what's right?
Sometimes it's hard to know where I stand,
it's hard to know where I am,
Well maybe it's a puzzle I don't understand.
Sometimes I get the feeling that I'm
stranded in the wrong time
where love is just a lyric in a children's rhyme, a soundbite
Is it any wonder I'm tired?
Is it any wonder that I feel uptight?
Is it any wonder I don't know what's right?
Oh, these days, after all the misery made,
Is it any wonder that I feel afraid?
Is it any wonder that I feel betrayed?
Nothing left inside this old cathedral,
just the sad, lonely spires,
How do you make it right?
Oh, but you try,
Is it any wonder I'm tired?
Is it any wonder that I feel uptight?
Is it any wonder I don't know what's right?
Oh, these days, after all the misery made,
Is it any wonder that I feel afraid?
Is it any wonder that I feel betrayed?"
em "Is It Any Wonder" de Keane
I'd always have the right to
be living in the kingdom of the good and true and so on
But now I think I was wrong
and you were laughing along
And now I look a fool for thinking you were on...
My side,
Is it any wonder I'm tired?
Is it any wonder that I feel uptight?
Is it any wonder I don't know what's right?
Sometimes it's hard to know where I stand,
it's hard to know where I am,
Well maybe it's a puzzle I don't understand.
Sometimes I get the feeling that I'm
stranded in the wrong time
where love is just a lyric in a children's rhyme, a soundbite
Is it any wonder I'm tired?
Is it any wonder that I feel uptight?
Is it any wonder I don't know what's right?
Oh, these days, after all the misery made,
Is it any wonder that I feel afraid?
Is it any wonder that I feel betrayed?
Nothing left inside this old cathedral,
just the sad, lonely spires,
How do you make it right?
Oh, but you try,
Is it any wonder I'm tired?
Is it any wonder that I feel uptight?
Is it any wonder I don't know what's right?
Oh, these days, after all the misery made,
Is it any wonder that I feel afraid?
Is it any wonder that I feel betrayed?"
em "Is It Any Wonder" de Keane
quarta-feira, 18 de agosto de 2010
"A Bad Dream"
"Why do I have to fly
over every town up and down the line?
I'll die in the clouds above
and you that I defend, I do not love.
I wake up, it's a bad dream,
No one on my side,
I was fighting
But I just feel too tired
to be fighting,
guess I'm not the fighting kind.
Where will I meet my fate?
Baby I'm a man, I was born to hate.
And when will I meet my end?
In a better time you could be my friend.
[chorus]
I wake up, it's a bad dream,
No one on my side,
I was fighting
But I just feel too tired
to be fighting,
guess I'm not the fighting kind.
Wouldn't mind it
if you were by my side
But you're long gone,
yeah you're long gone now.
Where do we go?
I don't even know,
My strange old face,
And I'm thinking about those days,
And I'm thinking about those days.
I wake up, it's a bad dream,
No one on my side,
I was fighting
But I just feel too tired
to be fighting,
guess I'm not the fighting kind.
Wouldn't mind it
if you were by my side
But you're long gone,
yeah you're long gone now."
de "A Bad Dream" de Keane
over every town up and down the line?
I'll die in the clouds above
and you that I defend, I do not love.
I wake up, it's a bad dream,
No one on my side,
I was fighting
But I just feel too tired
to be fighting,
guess I'm not the fighting kind.
Where will I meet my fate?
Baby I'm a man, I was born to hate.
And when will I meet my end?
In a better time you could be my friend.
[chorus]
I wake up, it's a bad dream,
No one on my side,
I was fighting
But I just feel too tired
to be fighting,
guess I'm not the fighting kind.
Wouldn't mind it
if you were by my side
But you're long gone,
yeah you're long gone now.
Where do we go?
I don't even know,
My strange old face,
And I'm thinking about those days,
And I'm thinking about those days.
I wake up, it's a bad dream,
No one on my side,
I was fighting
But I just feel too tired
to be fighting,
guess I'm not the fighting kind.
Wouldn't mind it
if you were by my side
But you're long gone,
yeah you're long gone now."
de "A Bad Dream" de Keane
domingo, 15 de agosto de 2010
"I Can't Hear The Music"
"Is it a warning
Is it an evil sign
Is it a people who have lost their minds
Is it the darkness
Is it a man resigned
Is it a best friend leaving you behind
Is it ever gonna stop? Will they ever let you go?
You're in a rush, they don't care enough 'cause their lives are very slow.
Time is ticking on. You don't get a second shot,
And When you sell your soul for a leading role, will The Lost Souls be forgot?
And if I can't hear the music
and the audience is gone
I'll dance here on my own
And I'll hope the Lonely Hearts Club Band will play out one last song,
Before the sun goes down.
And is it envy? Should it really make you sick?
Is now the time that you realize you'd better get out quick?
'Cause time is ticking on too long to fake your smile,
But then you sold your soul for a leading role, so wear it for awhile.
And if I can't hear the music
and the audience is gone
I'll dance here on my own
And I hope the Lonely Hearts' Club Band will play out one last song,
Before the sun goes down,
And there she goes. And there she goes.
So run, Yoshimi, run. 'Cause Billy's got himself a gun,
And you're right to be afraid: They'll send you to your grave
'Cause you're strange and new
So run, Yoshimi, run. 'Cause billy's got himself a gun,
And you're right to be afriaid: they'll send you to your grave
'Cause you're strange and new.
And if I can't hear the music and the audience is gone, I'll dance."
em "I Can't Hear The Music" de James Blunt
Is it an evil sign
Is it a people who have lost their minds
Is it the darkness
Is it a man resigned
Is it a best friend leaving you behind
Is it ever gonna stop? Will they ever let you go?
You're in a rush, they don't care enough 'cause their lives are very slow.
Time is ticking on. You don't get a second shot,
And When you sell your soul for a leading role, will The Lost Souls be forgot?
And if I can't hear the music
and the audience is gone
I'll dance here on my own
And I'll hope the Lonely Hearts Club Band will play out one last song,
Before the sun goes down.
And is it envy? Should it really make you sick?
Is now the time that you realize you'd better get out quick?
'Cause time is ticking on too long to fake your smile,
But then you sold your soul for a leading role, so wear it for awhile.
And if I can't hear the music
and the audience is gone
I'll dance here on my own
And I hope the Lonely Hearts' Club Band will play out one last song,
Before the sun goes down,
And there she goes. And there she goes.
So run, Yoshimi, run. 'Cause Billy's got himself a gun,
And you're right to be afraid: They'll send you to your grave
'Cause you're strange and new
So run, Yoshimi, run. 'Cause billy's got himself a gun,
And you're right to be afriaid: they'll send you to your grave
'Cause you're strange and new.
And if I can't hear the music and the audience is gone, I'll dance."
em "I Can't Hear The Music" de James Blunt
sexta-feira, 13 de agosto de 2010
"Cadente"
O céu quebra-se, abre rachas. A luz que ostenta de dia já se afogou moribunda nas àguas do horizonte, na saudade, na verdadeira saudade que enche os mares e apenas o brilho do breu o preenche.
Os rasgos de luz da noite estendem-se e cortam a celestial esfera corpórea que nos engloba afundando-se também eles nas profundezas dos horizontes.
Até que, tão depressa como se abriram, as fendas abrasantes fecham e apenas o semblante escuro e sombrio do futuro permanece sobre nós.
P.S. Aproveito para apresentar as minhas desculpas ao crescente número de leitores pela ausência e pequeno tamanho dos textos mas tem me sido impossível dada a altura veranil em que nos encontramos publicar algo mais.
Os rasgos de luz da noite estendem-se e cortam a celestial esfera corpórea que nos engloba afundando-se também eles nas profundezas dos horizontes.
Até que, tão depressa como se abriram, as fendas abrasantes fecham e apenas o semblante escuro e sombrio do futuro permanece sobre nós.
P.S. Aproveito para apresentar as minhas desculpas ao crescente número de leitores pela ausência e pequeno tamanho dos textos mas tem me sido impossível dada a altura veranil em que nos encontramos publicar algo mais.
sexta-feira, 6 de agosto de 2010
quinta-feira, 5 de agosto de 2010
"Stop For a Minute"
"Sinking in the pain she's been inflicting
Yet she's feeling like the victim
Just a horoscope's to blame,
Sometimes I feel like it's all been done,
Sometimes I feel like I'm the only one,
Sometimes I wanna shout out 'til everything goes quiet
Sometimes I wonder why I was ever born."
retirado e adaptado de "Stop for a Minute" de Keane
Yet she's feeling like the victim
Just a horoscope's to blame,
Sometimes I feel like it's all been done,
Sometimes I feel like I'm the only one,
Sometimes I wanna shout out 'til everything goes quiet
Sometimes I wonder why I was ever born."
retirado e adaptado de "Stop for a Minute" de Keane
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