sexta-feira, agosto 31, 2007

Someone Great

I wish that we could talk about it,
But there, that's the problem.
With someone new I could have started,
Too late, for beginnings.
The little things that made me harassed,
Are gone, in a moment.
I miss the way we used to argue,
Locked, in your basement.

I wake up and the phone is ringing,
Surprised, as it's early.
And that should be the perfect warning,
That something's, a problem.
To tell the truth I saw it coming,
The way, you were breathing.
But nothing can prepare you for it,
The voice, on the other, end.

The worst is all the lovely weather,
I'm sad, it's not raining.
The coffee isn't even bitter,
Because, what's the difference?
There's all the work that needs to be done,
It's late, for revision.
There's all the time and all the planning,
And songs, to be finished.

And it keeps coming,
And it keeps coming,
And it keeps coming,
Till the day it stops.

I wish that we could talk about it,
But there, that's the problem.
With someone new I could have started,
Too late, for beginnings.
You're smaller than my wife imagined,
Surprised, you were human.
There shouldn't be this ring of silence,
But what, are the options?

When someone great is gone.

We're safe, for the moment.
Saved,
For the moment

(LCD Soundsystem)

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quinta-feira, agosto 30, 2007

Baby, It's Cold Outside


I really can't stay - Betty, it's cold outside
I've got to go away - Betty, it's cold out there
This evening has been - Been hoping that you'd drop in
So very nice - I'll hold your hands, they're just like ice

My mother will start to worry - Beautiful what you're hurry
And father will be pacing the floor - Listen to that fireplace roar
So really I'd better scurry - Beautiful, please don't hurry
Well, maybe just a half a drink more
Why don't you put some records on while I pour

And the neighbors might think - Betty it's bad out there
Say, what's in this drink? - No cabs to be had out there
I wish I knew how - Your eyes are like starlight now
To break the spell - I'll take your hat, your hair looks swell

I ought to say no, no, no sir - Mind if I move in closer?
At least I'm gonna say that I tried - What's the sense of hurtin' my pride?
I really can't stay - Baby don't hold out
Ah but it's cold outside

I simply must go - Betty it's cold outside
The answer is no - I say, it's cold out there
The welcome has been - How lucky that you dropped in
So nice and warm - Look out that window, man that's hard

My sister will be suspicious - Gosh, your lips look delicious
My brother will be there at the door - Waves upon a tropical shore
My maiden aunt's mind is vicious - Gosh, your lips are delicious
Well maybe just a cigarette more - Oh, never such a blizzard before

I've got to go home - Betty, you'll freeze out there
Say, lend me your comb - It's up to your knees out there
You've really been grand - I thrill when you touch my hand
But don't you see - How can you do this thing to me

There's bound to be talk tomorrow - Think of my lifelong sorrow
At least there will be plenty implied - If you caught pneumonia and died
I really can't stay - Get over that old lie
Ah but it's cold out side

(Ray Charles)

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domingo, agosto 26, 2007

Sanctuary

sexta-feira, agosto 24, 2007

Let's Pretend We're Bunny Rabbits

if you knew how i long
for you now that you're gone
you'd grow wings and fly
home to me, home tonight
and in the morning sun

let's pretend we're bunny rabbits
let's do it all day long
let's nibble on lettuce and carrots
say mother nature's wrong
and when we've had a couple of beers
we'll put on bunny suits
i love to nibble your ears
and do as bunnies do

let's pretend we're bunny rabbits
let's do it all day long
rapidly becoming rabid
singing little rabbit songs
i can keep it up all night
i can keep it up all day
let's pretend we're bunny rabbits
until we pass away
let's pretend we're bunny rabbits
until we pass away


(The Magnetic Fields)


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quinta-feira, agosto 23, 2007

Um ano

365 dias de canções dos meus dias.
383 canções, distribuídas pelos gostos de quatro pessoas diferentes.
305 "criadores" de canções dos nossos dias.
392 comentários, repartidos pelos ilustres visitantes que se encontram na barra aqui do lado.

Um especial obrigado (por ordem de entrada) ao Raposo, à Patrícia e à Ana por partilharem comigo esta viagem sonora (quase) diária.

E o tempo passou num instante...

Até amanhã.

terça-feira, agosto 21, 2007

Can I Get A Witness

I need a witness

I need a witness

can I get a witness
You're always on my mind
but you never know
witness are looking at me
I want you to know that
I love you endlessly
I will never leave you
not you

I don't want to be alone tonight (tonight tonight tonight)
Baby if I call you
will you turn up before midnight
I just want to hold you in my arms.. my arms
and show you my love has no "but"
to me you'll never were a front
wanna spend a little time with you
with you (the time I need you)
and a little while since we have shield out and a modest
I just wanna stick on you like glue
at you

So tell me baby if you feel it too
I know we can make it
if we try
I'm not get you tried otherwise
Baby I won't fake ït
no, never, never...

(Sofa Surfers with Dawna Lee)

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segunda-feira, agosto 20, 2007

Cross Bones Style

Oh how time flies
With crystal clear eyes
And cold as coal
When you're ending with diamond eyes

Oh come child
In a crossbones style
Oh come child
Come and rescue me
'cause you have seen some
Unbelievable things

Hater I have your diamonds and still
'cause you have seen some unbelievable things
Hater I have your diamonds

Oh come child
In a crossbones style
Oh come child
Come rescue me
'cause you have seen some
Unbelievable things

Hater I have your diamonds and still
So still

Oh how time flies
With crystal clear eyes
And cold as coal
When you're ending with diamond eyes

Oh come child
In a crossbones style
Oh come child
Come and rescue me
'cause you have seen some
Unbelievable things

(Cat Power)

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domingo, agosto 19, 2007

Finalmente a Sós

Antes de teres aberto o mar
antes de teres virado o rio
eu era alguém às costas de outro alguém

Trouxeste mais contradições
trouxeste mais opiniões
e agora eu sou mais outro Zé-Ninguém

Finalmente só
Finalmente a sós

Quando eu já estava a sossegar
quando eu já estava a adormecer
vi-te dançar e a minha paz morreu

Odeio a luz do teu olhar
quando não brilha só p'ra mim
pensei que fosses um brinquedo meu

Finalmente só
Finalmente a sós

(Jorge Palma)

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sexta-feira, agosto 17, 2007

Long Shot

You fucked it up
You should've quit
Till circumstances
Had changed a bit

You fucked it up
You jumped the gun
I swore you off but
You climbed back on

And when you said
Of course you know
Could i be blamed
If i'd wished it so
I don't think so

You fucked it up
Or was it you
'cause when you said it
I said it too
What of it

And all that stuff
I knew before
Just turned into
Please love me more
Please love me more
Please love me more
Please love me more
Please love me more
Please love me more
Please love me...

(Aimee Mann)

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quarta-feira, agosto 15, 2007

Rua das Chagas



(Dead Combo)

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segunda-feira, agosto 13, 2007

Que País é Este?


Nas favelas, no senado
Sujeira pra todo lado
Ninguém respeita a constituição
Mas todos acreditam no futuro da nação

Que pais é este?

No Amazonas, no Araguaia, na Baixada fluminense
No Mato grosso, nas Gerais e no Nordeste tudo em paz
Na morte eu descanso mas o sangue anda solto
Manchando os papéis, documentos fiéis
Ao descanso do patrão

Que pais é este?

Terceiro Mundo se for
Piada no exterior
Mas o Brasil vai ficar rico
Vamos faturar um milhão
Quando vendermos todas as almas
Dos nossos índios num leilão.

Que pais é este?

(Legião Urbana)

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sábado, agosto 11, 2007

Joan Of Arc

Now the flames they followed Joan of Arc
as she came riding through the dark;
no moon to keep her armour bright,
no man to get her through this very smoky night.
She said, "I'm tired of the war,
I want the kind of work I had before,
a wedding dress or something white
to wear upon my swollen appetite."

Well, I'm glad to hear you talk this way,
you know I've watched you riding every day
and something in me yearns to win
such a cold and lonesome heroine.
"And who are you?" she sternly spoke
to the one beneath the smoke.
"Why, I'm fire," he replied,
"And I love your solitude, I love your pride."

"Then fire, make your body cold,
I'm going to give you mine to hold,"
saying this she climbed inside
to be his one, to be his only bride.
And deep into his fiery heart
he took the dust of Joan of Arc,
and high above the wedding guests
he hung the ashes of her wedding dress.

It was deep into his fiery heart
he took the dust of Joan of Arc,
and then she clearly understood
if he was fire, oh then she must be wood.
I saw her wince, I saw her cry,
I saw the glory in her eye.
Myself I long for love and light,
but must it come so cruel, and oh so bright?

(Leonard Cohen)

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quinta-feira, agosto 09, 2007

Lazy Days


Why can't you be with me
Watching American TV
We'll order in Chinese
And ask the world to stay away, please

These hotels grow so stale
Telling the same ass-tale
By the time I get to you
I'll be too tired to...

Soak up some lazy days
No one can rain on our parade
Standing here beneath the shade
Of our love

Let's slide down the avenue
Like good New Yorkers do
Maybe then I'll believe
When you give, man, you receive

Wide-eyed and stupid
I'm waiting for the arrows of cupid
Wide-eyed and stupid
I'm waiting for the arrows of cupid
Wide-eyed and stupid
I'm waiting for the arrows of your love

(Leona Naess)

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terça-feira, agosto 07, 2007

Lili & O Americano

Fui acusada de fingir o amor,
à conta de umas mortes por aí;
mas eu garanto que não fiz mais que cantar
e agradecer as flores que recebi.

Porém há tanto homem infeliz
que necessita de muita atenção,
depois confunde tudo o que se diz e vai
embriagar-se por qualquer razão.

Eu não sei de onde sai
tanta gente a precisar de um coração
que me toma por um anjo,
nem pergunta se eu desejo
a sua afeição.

Foi nessa noite tensa de luar,
a casa quente e cheia a gritar "Bis!"
que o americano entrou louco no camarim
impondo "I've gotta have you! You're my star!".

Eu recusei, não gosto de patrões,
ele jurou que me ia arrepender;
disse que comandava mais de 100 nações,
que o mundo inteiro iria estramecer.

Eu não sei de onde sai
tanta gente a precisar de um coração
que me toma por um anjo,
nem pergunta se eu desejo
a sua afeição.

(JP Simões)

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segunda-feira, agosto 06, 2007

Real Love

All my little plots and schemes,
lost like some forgotten dreams,
seems like all I was really doing
was waiting for you.

And all the little girls and boys
playing with their little toys
seems like all they really would do
is wait for love

no need to be alone
no need to be alone
its real love

From this moment on I know
exactly where my life will go
seems like all i really was doing
was waiting for love

no need to be afraid
no need to be afraid
its real love

thought I'd been in love before
but in my heart I'd wanted more
seems like that all I really was doing
was waiting for you

no need to be afraid
no need to be afraid
its real love

(Regina Spektor)

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domingo, agosto 05, 2007

The Weeping Song

Go son, go down to the water
And see the women weeping there
Then go up into the mountains
The men, they are weeping too.
Father, why are all the women weeping?
They all are weeping for their men
Then why are all the men there weeping?
They are weeping back at them.

This is a weeping song
A song in which to weep
While all the men and women sleep.
This is a weeping song
But I won't be weeping long.

Father why are all the children weeping?
They are merely crying son.
O, are they merely crying father?
Yes, true weeping is yet to come.

This is a weeping song
A song in which to weep
While all the little children sleep.
This is a weeping song
But I won't be weeping long.

O father tell me are you weeping?
Your face seems wet to touch.
O then I'm so sorry father
I never thought I hurt you so much.

This is a weeping song
A song in which to weep
While we rock ourselves to sleep.
This is a weeping song
But I won't be weeping long
No. I won't be weeping long

(Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds)

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sexta-feira, agosto 03, 2007

Girls

quinta-feira, agosto 02, 2007

Since I've Been Loving You

Working from seven to eleven every night,
It really makes life a drag, I don't think that's right.
I've really, really been the best of fools, I did what I could.
'Cause I love you, baby, How I love you, darling, How I love you, baby,
How I love you, girl, little girl.
But baby, Since I've Been Loving You. I'm about to lose my worried mind, oh, yeah.

Everybody trying to tell me that you didn't mean me no good.
I've been trying, Lord, let me tell you, Let me tell you I really did the best I could.
I've been working from seven to eleven every night, I said It kinda makes my life a drag.
Lord, that ain't right...
Since I've Been Loving You, I'm about to lose my worried mind.

Said I've been crying, my tears they fell like rain,
Don't you hear, Don't you hear them falling,
Don't you hear, Don't you hear them falling.

Do you remember mama, when I knocked upon your door?
I said you had the nerve to tell me you didn't want me no more, yeah
I open my front door, hear my back door slam,
You must have one of them new fangled back door man.

I've been working from seven, seven, seven, to eleven every night, It kinda makes my life a drag...
Baby, Since I've Been Loving You, I'm about to lose, I'm about lose to my worried mind.

(Led Zeppelin)

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