"Só as pessoas fúteis precisam de anos para se libertarem de qualquer emoção. Um homem que seja senhor de si consegue pôr fim a uma tristeza com a mesma facilidade com que inventa um prazer. Não quero ficar à mercê das minhas emoções. Quero usá-las, desfrutá-las, dominá-las."
de Oscar Wilde
quinta-feira, 30 de setembro de 2010
terça-feira, 28 de setembro de 2010
"Uno"
"This means nothing to me
'Cause you are nothing to me
And it means nothing to me
That you blew this away
'Cause you could've been number one
If you only found the time
And you could've ruled the whole world
If you had the chance
You could've been number one
And you could've ruled the whole world
And we could've had so much fun
But you blew it away
You're still nothing to me
And this is nothing to me
And you don't know what you've done
But I'll give you a clue
You could've been number one
If you only had the chance
And you could've ruled the whole world
If you had the time
You could've been number one
And you could've ruled the whole world
And we could've had so much fun
But you blew it away
You could've been number one
And you could've ruled the whole world
And we could've had so much fun
But you blew it away"
em "Uno" de Muse
'Cause you are nothing to me
And it means nothing to me
That you blew this away
'Cause you could've been number one
If you only found the time
And you could've ruled the whole world
If you had the chance
You could've been number one
And you could've ruled the whole world
And we could've had so much fun
But you blew it away
You're still nothing to me
And this is nothing to me
And you don't know what you've done
But I'll give you a clue
You could've been number one
If you only had the chance
And you could've ruled the whole world
If you had the time
You could've been number one
And you could've ruled the whole world
And we could've had so much fun
But you blew it away
You could've been number one
And you could've ruled the whole world
And we could've had so much fun
But you blew it away"
em "Uno" de Muse
terça-feira, 21 de setembro de 2010
"Wake Up"
"I'm not sober all the time
You bring me down at least you try
Until we see this eye to eye
I don't want you
I must be running out of luck
Cause you're just not drunk enough to fuck
And now I've had it up to here
I don't, i don't want you
It took so long to say
You walked away from me
When I need you
Wake up I'm pounding on the door
I'm not the man I was before
Where the hell are you
When I need you
Wake up I'm pounding on the door
I won't hurt you anymore
Where the hell are you
When I need you
I'm not angry all the time
You push me down, at least you try
Until we see this eye to eye
I don't want you
It took so long to say
You walked away from me
When I need you
Wake up I'm pounding on the door
I'm not the man I was before
Where the hell are you
When I need you
Wake up I'm pounding on the door
I won't hurt you anymore
Where the hell are you
When I need you
It took so long to say
You walked away from me
When I need you
Wake up I'm pounding on the door
I'm not the man I was before
Where the hell are you
When I need you
Wake up I'm pounding on the door
I won't hurt you anymore
Where the hell are you
When I need you"
em "Wake Up" de Three Days Grace
You bring me down at least you try
Until we see this eye to eye
I don't want you
I must be running out of luck
Cause you're just not drunk enough to fuck
And now I've had it up to here
I don't, i don't want you
It took so long to say
You walked away from me
When I need you
Wake up I'm pounding on the door
I'm not the man I was before
Where the hell are you
When I need you
Wake up I'm pounding on the door
I won't hurt you anymore
Where the hell are you
When I need you
I'm not angry all the time
You push me down, at least you try
Until we see this eye to eye
I don't want you
It took so long to say
You walked away from me
When I need you
Wake up I'm pounding on the door
I'm not the man I was before
Where the hell are you
When I need you
Wake up I'm pounding on the door
I won't hurt you anymore
Where the hell are you
When I need you
It took so long to say
You walked away from me
When I need you
Wake up I'm pounding on the door
I'm not the man I was before
Where the hell are you
When I need you
Wake up I'm pounding on the door
I won't hurt you anymore
Where the hell are you
When I need you"
em "Wake Up" de Three Days Grace
segunda-feira, 20 de setembro de 2010
"Dance Little Liar"
I heard the truth was built to bend
A mechanism to suspend the guilt
Is what you are requiring still
You’ve got to dance little liar
Just like those fibbs that pop and fizz
And you’ll be forced to take that awful quiz
And you’re bound to trip
And she’ll detect the fiction on
Your lips and dig a contradiction up
And the clean coming will hurt
And you can never get it spotless
When there’s dirt beneath the dirt
The liar take a lot less time
I’m sure it’s clear and plain to me
Its not an alibi you need just yet
Oh no it’s something for those beads of sweat
Yes that we’ll get you back to normal
And after you have dabbed the patch you’ll grieve
And then proceed to scratch the varnish off
That newly added calmness
So as not to raise any alarms too soon
And the clean coming will hurt
And you can never get it spotless
When there’s dirt beneath the dirt
The liar takes a lot less
Time to decide on his saunter
Have you got itchy bones
And in all your time alone
Can you hack your mind being riddled
with the wrong memories
And the clean coming will hurt
And you can never get it spotless
When there’s dirt between the dirt
de "Dance Little Liar" de Arctic Monkeys
A mechanism to suspend the guilt
Is what you are requiring still
You’ve got to dance little liar
Just like those fibbs that pop and fizz
And you’ll be forced to take that awful quiz
And you’re bound to trip
And she’ll detect the fiction on
Your lips and dig a contradiction up
And the clean coming will hurt
And you can never get it spotless
When there’s dirt beneath the dirt
The liar take a lot less time
I’m sure it’s clear and plain to me
Its not an alibi you need just yet
Oh no it’s something for those beads of sweat
Yes that we’ll get you back to normal
And after you have dabbed the patch you’ll grieve
And then proceed to scratch the varnish off
That newly added calmness
So as not to raise any alarms too soon
And the clean coming will hurt
And you can never get it spotless
When there’s dirt beneath the dirt
The liar takes a lot less
Time to decide on his saunter
Have you got itchy bones
And in all your time alone
Can you hack your mind being riddled
with the wrong memories
And the clean coming will hurt
And you can never get it spotless
When there’s dirt between the dirt
de "Dance Little Liar" de Arctic Monkeys
quarta-feira, 15 de setembro de 2010
"Rosas do Ser"
São vários aqueles que tentam definir a vida, sendo poucos aqueles que se aproximam sequer de a caracterizar. A vida é um conjunto de escolhas que fazemos é sem dúvida uma que adjectiva a nossa existência. "A vida não é um mar de rosas" é uma expressão que já todos ouvimos e certamente todos concordam. Arriscando martírio, atrevo-me a discordar.
Aliás, penso que não existe melhor maneira de a descrever. Uma rosa é tida como a mais bela das flores, graças ás suas pétalas escarlates, ao seu perfume do magnífico, tal como a vida tem os seus bons momentos, as suas boas recordações.
Mas, e tal como a vida, a rosa tem também espinhos que nos ferem, que nos marcam, que rasgam o nosso corpo e alma deixando golpes difíceis de sarar.
É indubitável que a morte é o mais afiado de todos os espinhos. Perder alguém que nos é querido, alguém que estimamos mais que tudo pode ser um espinho capaz de nos levar a esquecer o aroma da vida, a obrigar o vermelho das pétalas a esvair-se para a palidez do luto.
Cuidem das roseiras que vos rodeiam, das rosas que são e mergulhem no mar florido da existência.
Aliás, penso que não existe melhor maneira de a descrever. Uma rosa é tida como a mais bela das flores, graças ás suas pétalas escarlates, ao seu perfume do magnífico, tal como a vida tem os seus bons momentos, as suas boas recordações.
Mas, e tal como a vida, a rosa tem também espinhos que nos ferem, que nos marcam, que rasgam o nosso corpo e alma deixando golpes difíceis de sarar.
É indubitável que a morte é o mais afiado de todos os espinhos. Perder alguém que nos é querido, alguém que estimamos mais que tudo pode ser um espinho capaz de nos levar a esquecer o aroma da vida, a obrigar o vermelho das pétalas a esvair-se para a palidez do luto.
Cuidem das roseiras que vos rodeiam, das rosas que são e mergulhem no mar florido da existência.
segunda-feira, 13 de setembro de 2010
sexta-feira, 10 de setembro de 2010
"Hey You"
"Hey you, out there in the cold
Getting lonely, getting old
Can you feel me?
Hey you, standing in the aisles
With itchy feet and fading smiles
Can you feel me?
Hey you, dont help them to bury the light
Don't give in without a fight.
Hey you, out there on your own
Sitting naked by the phone
Would you touch me?
Hey you, with you ear against the wall
Waiting for someone to call out
Would you touch me?
Hey you, would you help me to carry the stone?
Open your heart, I'm coming home.
But it was only fantasy.
The wall was too high,
As you can see.
No matter how he tried,
He could not break free.
And the worms ate into his brain.
Hey you, out there on the road
always doing what you're told,
Can you help me?
Hey you, out there beyond the wall,
Breaking bottles in the hall,
Can you help me?
Hey you, don't tell me there's no hope at all
Together we stand, divided we fall."
de "Hey You" de Pink Floyd
Getting lonely, getting old
Can you feel me?
Hey you, standing in the aisles
With itchy feet and fading smiles
Can you feel me?
Hey you, dont help them to bury the light
Don't give in without a fight.
Hey you, out there on your own
Sitting naked by the phone
Would you touch me?
Hey you, with you ear against the wall
Waiting for someone to call out
Would you touch me?
Hey you, would you help me to carry the stone?
Open your heart, I'm coming home.
But it was only fantasy.
The wall was too high,
As you can see.
No matter how he tried,
He could not break free.
And the worms ate into his brain.
Hey you, out there on the road
always doing what you're told,
Can you help me?
Hey you, out there beyond the wall,
Breaking bottles in the hall,
Can you help me?
Hey you, don't tell me there's no hope at all
Together we stand, divided we fall."
de "Hey You" de Pink Floyd
terça-feira, 7 de setembro de 2010
"Same Mistake"
"Saw the world turning in my sheets
And once again, I cannot sleep
Walk out the door and up the street
Look at the stars beneath my feet
Remember rights that I did wrong
So here I go
Hello, hello
There is no place I cannot go
My mind is muddy but
My heart is heavy, does it show
I lose the track that loses me
So here I go
Oo oooooo ooo ooo oo oooo...
And so I sent some men to fight,
And one came back at dead of night,
Said "Have you seen my enemy?"
Said "he looked just like me"
So I set out to cut myself
And here I go"
em "Same Mistake" de James Blunt
And once again, I cannot sleep
Walk out the door and up the street
Look at the stars beneath my feet
Remember rights that I did wrong
So here I go
Hello, hello
There is no place I cannot go
My mind is muddy but
My heart is heavy, does it show
I lose the track that loses me
So here I go
Oo oooooo ooo ooo oo oooo...
And so I sent some men to fight,
And one came back at dead of night,
Said "Have you seen my enemy?"
Said "he looked just like me"
So I set out to cut myself
And here I go"
em "Same Mistake" de James Blunt
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