Friday, April 27, 2007

Letras que fazem um vida II

"Forgive me if I'm out of line
I can't control myself sometimes
I think I'm sick but I might be wrong
I think I'm broke but it's hard to tell
I think I feel like I've never felt for you"

Letras que fazem um vida I

"to be famous is so nice
suck my dick
kiss my ass
in limousines we have sex
every night with my famous friends"


frank frank frank Sinatra

I wish i could

"...Morre lentamente quem evita uma paixão,
quem prefere o negro sobre o branco
e os pontos sobre os "is" em detrimento de um redemoinho de emoções, justamente as que resgatam o brilho dos olhos,
sorrisos dos bocejos,
corações aos tropeços e sentimentos...
Morre lentamente,
quem abandona um projecto antes de iniciá-lo,não pergunta sobre um assunto que desconhece ou não responde quando lhe indagam sobre algo que sabe...
...Somente a perseverança fará com que conquistemos um estágio esplêndido de felicidade.

-- Pablo Neruda"


put it any better, but i can't.

Roubado dos comentarios dali.

Wednesday, April 25, 2007

The all seeing I - 1st man in space

"I was the first man in space on my street
I had to leave my wife and kids behind
It was a chance I could not pass up on
It was the journey of a lifetime

I threw away my packing up
as they were waving me bye bye
Sometimes all I need is the air that I breathe
And the air that I breathe is so thin I get high

And I'm floating like God in his heaven
High in the stratosphere
Darling come quick you can see our house from here

Seen some burn up on re-entry
Bones that have crumbled to dust
It was rough but I kept it together
But now I'm finding it hard to adjust

How you're supposed to open these new milk cartons?
Why don't they make Golden Nuggets no more?
Where was the ticker tape civic reception?
How come no-one wants to know what I saw?
How come no-one wants to know what I saw?
How come no-one wants to know what I saw?
How come no-one wants to know what I saw?
How come no-one wants to know?

And I'm floating like God in his heaven
High in the stratosphere
Darling come quick you can see our house from here

And I'm floating like God in his heaven
High in the stratosphere
Darling come quick you can see our house from here

Lumps of rock
Alien lifeforms
Parties with no atmosphere

Space is cold
Home is colder
When you come home at night and there's nobody here
When you come home at night and there's nobody here
When you come home at night and there's nobody here
When you come home at night and there's nobody here
And there's nobody here
And there's nobody here
And there's nobody here

And I'm floating like God in his heaven
High in the stratosphere
Darling come quick you can see our house from here

And I'm floating like God in his heaven
(x12)
"

Não existe no tutubo :| Mas garanto-vos, é brutal!

Monday, April 23, 2007

Funk me, funk me not

...Há merdas que ainda nao consegui ultrapassar, merdas essas que voltam incessantemente e que me estão a corroer por dentro. Preciso de ultrapassa-las... e preciso de ultrapassa-las sozinho. pffff.

"E por pensarem ansiosamente no futuro, esquecem de tal forma o presente que acabam por não viver nem o presente nem o futuro"

Daqui se conclui que foi um ano de merda. not in bad mood, just in MOVE IT MOTHERFUCKER, move! damn, move it...

On the other half of my brain: you. :)

Friday, April 20, 2007

Laughin'

Dude: Have you ever been to jail on Saint Patrick's Day?
Girl: No. No, I have not.
Dude: It's a party! It is such a party!

Mother: Honey, what is wrong with your eyes?
Teen daughter: I am stoned.
Mother: You look like you have allergies.
Teen daughter: I am stoned.
Mother: Maybe it's pink eye.

Guy selling newspapers: New York Post here! Daily News here! [He's ignored.] New York Post here! Daily News! [Still ignored.] George Bush wins the lottery! [Still ignored.]

Finalmente um blog útil, ao menos dá para sorrir: OverHeardInNewYork.

Shushhh, mesmo nas nalgas...

"Sabe-se da vida, reciprocidade não é igualdade. Também não é simetria. E isso sofre-se." Segismundo.

Thursday, April 19, 2007

E aos 22



Naquela praça suja,
com merda de pombo
patrulhada pelo sexo:
ele chega às quatro,
polindo o sapato,
para vender o seu amplexo.
E os homens passam,
notam seu bigode,
mas na coxa se estravazam;
Veio sua amiga, a loira José,
Convidando pro café.
E ao segundo brandy,
já José se expande,
esboroando o seu batom!

Amanhã não estaremos aqui,
veja se bebe um pouco e sorri,
tira esses olhos do chão.
O futuro é lindo eu já vi
o avião vai directo pra lá,
Vamos embora dessa aflição.

Emanuel Morena,
toma os seus calmantes,
por causa dos joanetes;
E disse cansado que estava assustado,
pois nunca tinha voado.
E se há um acidente, e se o passaporte...
será que não sentes o medo da morte?
Me dá um cigarro, me dói a cabeça,
pra quê tanta pressa da depilação?

No dia seguinte, no canto da praça,
Quem passou podia ver:
duas prostitutas, tão deselegantes,
acenando pra você. "


Descobri Belle Chase Hotel. lol. :)

ADENDA: o tutubo.pt é grande! :P

Ui...

podia muito bem ter sido o meu 'shrink':

"Porque às vezes
o segredo não está
em resolvermos
as coisas,
e sim,
em aprendermos a viver
com as coisas por resolver
que a vida nos dá...
Só às vezes ..."

deja vu

Vinicius de Moraes

Da solidão


A maior solidão é a do ser que não ama.
A maior solidão é a dor ser que ausenta, que se defende, que se fecha, que se recusa a participar da vida humana. A maior solidão é a do homem encerrado em si mesmo, no absoluto de si mesmo, e que não dá a quem pede o que ele pode dar de amor, de amizade, de socorro. O maior solitário é o que tem medo de amar, o que tem medo de ferir e de ferir-se, o ser casto da mulher, do amigo, do povo, do mundo. Esse queima como uma lâmpada triste, cujo reflexo entristece também tudo em torno. Ele é a angústia do mundo que o reflecte. Ele é o que se recusa às verdadeiras fontes da emoção, as que são o património de todos, e, encerrado em seu duro privilégio, semeia pedras do alto da sua fria e desolada torre.

já que ninguem diz nada...

The beatles - Lady Madonna



Mas gosto mais da letra desta:


Hey Jude
The Beatles

Hey Jude, don't make it bad
Take a sad song and make it better
Remember to let her into your heart
Then you can start to make it better

Hey Jude, don't be afraid
You were made to go out and get her
The minute you let her under your skin
Then you begin to make it better

And anytime you feel the pain
Hey Jude refrain
Don't carry the world upon your shoulders
For well you know that it's a fool
Who plays it cool
By making his world a little colder
Da da da da da
Da da da da

Hey Jude don't let me down
You have found her, now go and get her
Remember to let her into your heart
Then you can start to make it better


So let it out and let it in
Hey Jude begin
You're waiting for someone to perform with
And don't you know that it's just you
Hey Jude, you'll do
The movement you need is on your shoulder
Da da da da da
Da da da da yeah

Hey Jude, don't make it bad
Take a sad song and make it better
Remember to let her under your skin
Then you begin to make it better
Better, better, better, better, better, oh

Da, da da da da da da
Da da da da, hey Jude
Da, da da da da da da
Da da da da, hey Jude
Da, da da da da da da
Da da da da, hey Jude

Wednesday, April 18, 2007

Long ago, close enuff



Lamb Softly Lyrics
(so happy with you)
(happy with)


Softly kissing you as you lie sleeping
Breathing gently with you in your slumber
Your face is the picture of contentment
My angel's dreaming my angel's dreaming

(so happy with you)
I'm so happy with you
So happy with you
So happy with you
So happy with you

Slowly opening your wondrous eyes on me
Shining green and glorious in the morning sun
This moment what could be more precious?
May it live forever may it live forever

(so happy with you)
I'm so happy with you
So happy with you
So happy with you
So happy with you

Smiling on me your love gives me all the blessings of this new day
The heat in your skin caresses my senses in such a glorious way

(I'm so happy with you)
Smiling on me your love gives me all the blessings of this new day
The heat in your skin caresses my senses in such a glorious way

(so happy with you)
I'm so happy with you
So happy with you
So happy with you
So happy with you

Smiling on me your love gives me all the blessings of this new day
The heat in your skin caresses my senses in such a glorious way


Txiii, já não ouvia Lamb à muitoooo tempo.

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

se sienta a la mesa y escribe


Con mis lagrimas te quiero
Pasión, sos mi amor sincero.

É o que fica...do raio das músicas. As duas em espanhol, whatever it means... :)

Thursday, April 12, 2007

Desculpem o spam,mas faz SENTIDO



KILLERS LYRICS

Somebody Told Me

Breaking my back just to know your name
Seventeen tracks and I've had it with this game
I'm breaking my back just to know your name
But heaven ain't close in a place like this
Anything goes but don't blink you might miss
Cause heaven ain't close in a place like this
I said heaven ain't close in a place like this
Bring it back down, bring it back down tonight
Never thought I'd let a rumor ruin my moonlight

Well somebody told me
You had a boyfriend
Who looked like a girlfriend
That I had in February of last year
It's not confidential
I've got potential

Ready? Let's roll onto something new
Taking its toll and I'm leaving without you


Cause heaven ain't close in a place like this
I said heaven ain't close in a place like this
Bring it back down, bring it back down tonight
Never thought I'd let a rumor ruin my moonlight

Well somebody told me
You had a boyfriend
Who looked like a girlfriend
That I had in February of last year
It's not confidential
I've got potential
A rushin', a rushin' around


Pace yourself from me
I said maybe baby please
But I just don't know now
When all I wanna do is try


[x3]
Somebody told me
You had a boyfriend
Who looked like a girlfriend
That I had in February of last year
It's not confidential
I've got potential
A rushin', a rushin' around

Every fucking single word...

Nao sabia que era deles...

BRITISH ROCK made in USA




THE KILLERS LYRICS

"Read My Mind"

On the corner of main street
Just tryin' to keep it in line
You say you wanna move on and
You say I'm falling behind

Can you read my mind?
Can you read my mind?

I never really gave up on
Breakin' out of this two-star town
I got the green light
I got a little fight
I'm gonna turn this thing around

Can you read my mind?
Can you read my mind?

The good old days, the honest man;
The restless heart, the Promised Land
A subtle kiss that no one sees;
A broken wrist and a big trapeze

Oh well I don't mind, you don't mind
Cause I don't shine if you don't shine
Before you go, can you read my mind?

It’s funny how you just break down
Waitin' on some sign
I pull up to the front of your driveway
With magic soakin' my spine

Can you read my mind?
Can you read my mind?

The teenage queen, the loaded gun;
The drop dead dream, the Chosen One
A southern drawl, a world unseen;
A city wall and a trampoline

Oh well I don't mind, you don't mind
Cause I don't shine if you don't shine
Before you go
Tell me what you find when you read my mind

Slippin’ in my faith until I fall
You never returned that call
Woman, open the door, don't let it sting
I wanna breathe that fire again

She said
Oh well I don't mind, you don't mind
Cause I don't shine if you don't shine


Put your back on me
Put your back on me
Put your back on me

The stars are blazing like rebel diamonds cut out of the sun
When you read my mind


Coisa bónita! :)

Wednesday, April 11, 2007

I bet u didn't

Eu ontem ouvi poesia por volta da 1h30 da manhã. E tu ?
Foi daquelas pequenas coisas.



(...)

Ah, que ninguém me dê piedosas intenções!
Ninguém me peça definições!
Ninguém me diga: "vem por aqui"!
A minha vida é um vendaval que se soltou.
É uma onda que se alevantou.
É um átomo a mais que se animou...
Não sei por onde vou,
Não sei para onde vou
- Sei que não vou por aí!

-- José Régio, Cântico Negro

Tuesday, April 10, 2007

Ó FEIA ..ui afinal ... Ó BOA



Já tinha visto este video há uns tempos, é brutal o photoshop! :P

Monday, April 09, 2007

They had it all

" (...) eles tinham tudo para ser felizes, não tanto pela maneira de ser mas pela maneira de ver. A maneira como viam a vida (...) "

Podias fazer menos sentido às vezes, ajudavas pá. Refiro-me à escrita. Não é?

Sunday, April 08, 2007

Nada disso

"Cientistas britânicos explicam porque não somos todos bonitos "

"Se tendemos a preferir parceiros bonitos, a selecção natural já teria eliminado os feios do mundo. Cientistas britânicos explicam agora por que razão isso não sucedeu.

Está aqui a notícia.

Eh pah, para fazer estudos destes podem vir ter comigo que eu também tenho uma teoria, escrevam aí: BEBEDEIRAS! Qualquer gaja fica podre de boa, ask X.

coisa bónita

Se eu conseguisse exprimir o que sinto era um escritor genial.

Não conseguindo sou um comum mortal.

G T F O

(...)

I remember nights before those, spent with the only other person
in the world I cared about. At night sitting on top of the building
we lived in. Wrapped up in a blanket to shelter ourselves from the
freezing wind. We looked out across the sea of the town population,
marvelling at the shimmering lights from thirty floors up. Everything
was so tranquil below us, while our time spent above was everything.
Sitting behind her, wrapped around as if one, never wanting the night
to end.

(...)

On nights like this, I am simply torn. One half of my life is a
twisted set of bad events that continue to plague me. The other half
of my life could be used to draft up plans for heaven. In between
are the nights like this.

.

Friday, April 06, 2007

Wednesday, April 04, 2007

Um dia também hei-de conseguir fazer aquelas coisas com os dedos...



BRUTAL! Vejam tudo, só vos faz bem :P

Monday, April 02, 2007