segunda-feira, janeiro 29, 2007
Isnt it strange How we move our lives for another day Like skipping a beat What if a great wave should Wash us all away Just thinking out loud Dont mean to dwell on this dying thing But looking at blood Its alive right now Deep and sweet within Pouring through our veins Intoxicate moving wine to tears Drinking it deep Then an evening spent dancing Its you and me This love will open our world From the dark side you can see a glow Of something bright Theres much more than we see here Dont burn the day away
Is this not enough ? The blessed sip of life Is it not enough ? Staring down at the ground Oh then complain and pray More from above You Greedy little pig Stop just watch your world trickle away Oh its your problem now It will all be dead and gone in A few short years Just love will open our eyes Just love will put the hope back in our minds Much more than we could ever know Dont burn the day away Come sister My brother Shake up your bones shake up your feet Im saying open up And let the rain come pouring in Wash out this tired notion That the best is yet to come But while youre dancing on the ground Dont think of when youre gone Love! love! - what more is there? We need the light of love in here Dont beat your head Dry your eyes Let the love in there There are bad times But thats ok Just look
for love in it Dont burn the day away
Look Here are we On this starry night staring into space And I must say I feel as small as dust Lying down here What point could there be troubling Head down wondering what will Become of me Why concern we cannot see But no reason to abandon it Time is short but thats all right Maybe Ill go out in the middle of the night Take your hands from your eyes, my love Everything must come to an end sometime Dont burn the day away
3 toes just touched the water
Is this not enough ? The blessed sip of life Is it not enough ? Staring down at the ground Oh then complain and pray More from above You Greedy little pig Stop just watch your world trickle away Oh its your problem now It will all be dead and gone in A few short years Just love will open our eyes Just love will put the hope back in our minds Much more than we could ever know Dont burn the day away Come sister My brother Shake up your bones shake up your feet Im saying open up And let the rain come pouring in Wash out this tired notion That the best is yet to come But while youre dancing on the ground Dont think of when youre gone Love! love! - what more is there? We need the light of love in here Dont beat your head Dry your eyes Let the love in there There are bad times But thats ok Just look
for love in it Dont burn the day awayLook Here are we On this starry night staring into space And I must say I feel as small as dust Lying down here What point could there be troubling Head down wondering what will Become of me Why concern we cannot see But no reason to abandon it Time is short but thats all right Maybe Ill go out in the middle of the night Take your hands from your eyes, my love Everything must come to an end sometime Dont burn the day away
domingo, janeiro 28, 2007
Apontamento
É com grande prazer que passo a publicitar uma grande voz que descobri recentemente. Outra M. Pinto, mas agora Margarida Pinto. Senhora de uma voz portentosa, quente e doce. A vocalista dos Coldfinger tem assim a sua incursao pelo mundo dos artistas a solo. O album chama-se Apontamento e saiu em meados de 2005. Um grande album que tem feito as delicias deste blogger quase ininterruptamente. De quando em vez, e nos proximos tempos, irei colocando aqui algumas musicas. A primeira ja aqui se encontra, chama-se Na véspera de nao partir nunca e é baseada num poema do mestre Fernando Pessoa pela mao de Alvaro de Campos. As musicas Apontamento e Nao digas Nada tambem sao da autoria do poeta residente na rua coelho da rocha ali em lisboa.
A minha alma partiu-se como um vaso vazio.
Caiu pela escada excessivamente abaixo.
Caiu das mãos da criada, descuidada.
Caiu, e eu fiz-me em mais pedaços do que havia loiça no vaso.
Fiz barulho na queda como um vaso que se partia.
E os deuses que há debruçam-se da escada.
Para ver o que a criada fez de mim
Não se zanguem com ela.
São tolerantes com ela.
Asneira? Impossível? Sei lá!
Tenho mais sensações do que tinha quando me sentia eu.
3 toes just touched the water
É com grande prazer que passo a publicitar uma grande voz que descobri recentemente. Outra M. Pinto, mas agora Margarida Pinto. Senhora de uma voz portentosa, quente e doce. A vocalista dos Coldfinger tem assim a sua incursao pelo mundo dos artistas a solo. O album chama-se Apontamento e saiu em meados de 2005. Um grande album que tem feito as delicias deste blogger quase ininterruptamente. De quando em vez, e nos proximos tempos, irei colocando aqui algumas musicas. A primeira ja aqui se encontra, chama-se Na véspera de nao partir nunca e é baseada num poema do mestre Fernando Pessoa pela mao de Alvaro de Campos. As musicas Apontamento e Nao digas Nada tambem sao da autoria do poeta residente na rua coelho da rocha ali em lisboa.
A minha alma partiu-se como um vaso vazio.Caiu pela escada excessivamente abaixo.
Caiu das mãos da criada, descuidada.
Caiu, e eu fiz-me em mais pedaços do que havia loiça no vaso.
Fiz barulho na queda como um vaso que se partia.
E os deuses que há debruçam-se da escada.
Para ver o que a criada fez de mim
Não se zanguem com ela.
São tolerantes com ela.
Asneira? Impossível? Sei lá!
Tenho mais sensações do que tinha quando me sentia eu.
sexta-feira, janeiro 26, 2007
Quando quiseres um Lado Inverso...
Olho-me ao espelho
Às vezes com medo
Estará o outro certo ?
Aquele corpo debaixo de um tecto
Será o meu inverso ?
Conto-lhe tudo
Às vezes está mudo
Mas volta sempre que eu lhe peço
Será que um dia mesmo sem que lhe diga
Irei ouvir o que ele pensa ?
E sem saber porquê
Eu vivo do avesso
Do outro Lado tudo é
Tao calmo e tao sereno
E sem saber porquê
Eu perco e recomeço
Olho-me ao espelho
Às vezes contenho
Um Lado meio indiscreto
É que há em mim um lado meio primário
Que nao revelo em cada gesto
Escrevo rabiscos
Às vezes definho
Mas sei que quando olho é certo
Há sempre um de mim aqui
Outro de mim ali
E nos encontros somos certos
Soultaste - Lado Inverso
4 toes just touched the water
Olho-me ao espelho
Às vezes com medo
Estará o outro certo ?
Aquele corpo debaixo de um tecto
Será o meu inverso ?
Conto-lhe tudo
Às vezes está mudo
Mas volta sempre que eu lhe peço
Será que um dia mesmo sem que lhe diga
Irei ouvir o que ele pensa ?
E sem saber porquê
Eu vivo do avesso
Do outro Lado tudo é
Tao calmo e tao sereno
E sem saber porquê
Eu perco e recomeço
Olho-me ao espelho
Às vezes contenho
Um Lado meio indiscreto
É que há em mim um lado meio primário
Que nao revelo em cada gesto
Escrevo rabiscos
Às vezes definho
Mas sei que quando olho é certo
Há sempre um de mim aqui
Outro de mim ali
E nos encontros somos certos
Soultaste - Lado Inverso
segunda-feira, janeiro 22, 2007
os meus medos vao é ficar na corda do estendal, a secar. Duvido que volte para os buscar. Se cairem, a vizinha de baixo que se amanhe com eles.
Francisco
3 toes just touched the water
Francisco
domingo, janeiro 14, 2007
14 de Janeiro
todo o santo dia bateram à porta.
não abri, não me apetecia ver pessoas, ninguém.
escrevi muito, de tarde e pela noite dentro.
curiosamente, hoje, ouve-se o mar como se estivesse dentro de casa.
o vento deve estar de feição.
a ressonância das vagas contra os rochedos sobressalta-me.
desconfio que se disser mar em voz alta, o mar entra pela janela.
sou um homem priveligiado, ouço o mar ao entardecer, que mais posso desejar?
e no entanto, não estou alegre nem apaixonado, nem me parece que esteja feliz.
escrevo com um único fim: salvar o dia.
Al Berto
8 toes just touched the water
todo o santo dia bateram à porta.
não abri, não me apetecia ver pessoas, ninguém.
escrevi muito, de tarde e pela noite dentro.
curiosamente, hoje, ouve-se o mar como se estivesse dentro de casa.
o vento deve estar de feição.
a ressonância das vagas contra os rochedos sobressalta-me.
desconfio que se disser mar em voz alta, o mar entra pela janela.
sou um homem priveligiado, ouço o mar ao entardecer, que mais posso desejar?
e no entanto, não estou alegre nem apaixonado, nem me parece que esteja feliz.
escrevo com um único fim: salvar o dia.
Al Berto
segunda-feira, janeiro 08, 2007
"As estatisticas foram criadas para impedir que nos apaixonemos" volume 2
Re-ler ISTO. Um post antigo mas que faz bem ler e re-ler e re-ler e re-ler... pelo menos a mim faz.
2 toes just touched the water
Re-ler ISTO. Um post antigo mas que faz bem ler e re-ler e re-ler e re-ler... pelo menos a mim faz.
domingo, janeiro 07, 2007
"As estatisticas foram criadas para impedir que nos apaixonemos"
And the little story I was in New York City and, uh, I was walking down the street. Trying to find the place I was going (I can't remember where I was going now). 'Cause I met this girl and I asked her directions, you know. And she was, she was tiny, you know. She, she wasn't young, she was just tiny. And, uh, so I asked her directions and she said, 'Oh that's the way down there, walk over there, go down there, you walk over there, and you go down there and then you're there.' Something like that, anyway. So, uh, but I walked about ten paces away and I was thinking... Daaamn, that girl was fine. And, oh, I turned around to tell her so, and ask her maybe her name, or maybe if we should go and get a cup of, who knows, coffee or something. And I'm sure if I turned around and find
her there I would have found out something...
But she talked so good
But when I turned around, she was gone
Oh, she was gone
I didn't even get her name, oh
I thought, goddamn
With your face in my mind
And your voice in my ears
Still echoes
Oh, I bought a lovely flower
Standing there, we met that day
And hope that you would return
But, no, no, no
I can't remember where I was going
But I can't remember where I was leading to
Or what led me to you, but
Oh, and the weight is all through my head
The look of you, the sound
The way you cackled at me
From then and then, I didn't know where I was going
But always I cry
And so, hey, oh
The hands that pour my hands on you again
Hey, I will beg you, I'll beg, oh
See me, please find me again
Oh, I'm lost again
I sit here drinking coffee
Or water depending the time of day
But, oh, you're with me like a ghost of a mother
Oh, you're with me like the pain of a father
Oh, I wish I, I wish I could call you something
Other than the girl that I saw then
But, hey, I think that I would recognize you in a second
But, hey, I only saw you for a minute, maybe less
I don't hold my hand where
But I waited, honest
I'm lost now, I'm lost now
I can't remember what I used to be
But, oh, hey, yeah, weighted by the memory of
The memory of a love that never got born, but hey
Oh, hey
Do I even cross your mind lately
With more than just a laughing
Did you think as you walked away, maybe
You were, hey
Oh, I hope you did
So, hey, yeah
You would, you would have been feeling
The same thing as I am now
0 toes just touched the water
And the little story I was in New York City and, uh, I was walking down the street. Trying to find the place I was going (I can't remember where I was going now). 'Cause I met this girl and I asked her directions, you know. And she was, she was tiny, you know. She, she wasn't young, she was just tiny. And, uh, so I asked her directions and she said, 'Oh that's the way down there, walk over there, go down there, you walk over there, and you go down there and then you're there.' Something like that, anyway. So, uh, but I walked about ten paces away and I was thinking... Daaamn, that girl was fine. And, oh, I turned around to tell her so, and ask her maybe her name, or maybe if we should go and get a cup of, who knows, coffee or something. And I'm sure if I turned around and find
her there I would have found out something...
But she talked so good
But when I turned around, she was gone
Oh, she was gone
I didn't even get her name, oh
I thought, goddamn
With your face in my mind
And your voice in my ears
Still echoes
Oh, I bought a lovely flower
Standing there, we met that day
And hope that you would return
But, no, no, no
I can't remember where I was going
But I can't remember where I was leading to
Or what led me to you, but
Oh, and the weight is all through my head
The look of you, the sound
The way you cackled at me
From then and then, I didn't know where I was going
But always I cry
And so, hey, oh
The hands that pour my hands on you again
Hey, I will beg you, I'll beg, oh
See me, please find me again
Oh, I'm lost again
I sit here drinking coffee
Or water depending the time of day
But, oh, you're with me like a ghost of a mother
Oh, you're with me like the pain of a father
Oh, I wish I, I wish I could call you something
Other than the girl that I saw then
But, hey, I think that I would recognize you in a second
But, hey, I only saw you for a minute, maybe less
I don't hold my hand where
But I waited, honest
I'm lost now, I'm lost now
I can't remember what I used to be
But, oh, hey, yeah, weighted by the memory of
The memory of a love that never got born, but hey
Oh, hey
Do I even cross your mind lately
With more than just a laughing
Did you think as you walked away, maybe
You were, hey
Oh, I hope you did
So, hey, yeah
You would, you would have been feeling
The same thing as I am now
sábado, janeiro 06, 2007
Todas aquelas palavras pequeninas
Every little word in my mouth
Keeps telling me why i’m without you
And every little thought on my mind
Keeps telling me why i have found you
The moment I have stepped in your life
I tried not to kneel right before you
I stood straight up on telling you lies
Words without a try not to hurt you
Cause at moments we changed even the weather
But then it was best to step out
And instead of fighting for the
Thing that we had most
We fought for the truth that wears out
I pulled you down from that dark cloud
When I watched you cry
Cause all the tears seem to taste bitter
When you’re not mine
We face the moments, with no comments
Trying to be wise
Spoken words without a meaning
All need a rewind.
Soultaste - Every Little Word
0 toes just touched the water
Every little word in my mouth
Keeps telling me why i’m without you
And every little thought on my mind
Keeps telling me why i have found you
The moment I have stepped in your life
I tried not to kneel right before you
I stood straight up on telling you lies
Words without a try not to hurt you
Cause at moments we changed even the weather
But then it was best to step out
And instead of fighting for the
Thing that we had most
We fought for the truth that wears out
I pulled you down from that dark cloud
When I watched you cry
Cause all the tears seem to taste bitter
When you’re not mine
We face the moments, with no comments
Trying to be wise
Spoken words without a meaning
All need a rewind.
Soultaste - Every Little Word
quinta-feira, janeiro 04, 2007
Confident
when we say that hope is gone
it's time for us to stay alone
Having what it takes to grow
it needs more than just words to show
When we open up the door
we feel that something else began
Letting go all that's inside
just shows we are prepared to love
Hold me like I've never felt before
Let me say I've got something to love
Bring me hope and let me fall again
Cause all i need is trust in what i am inside of me
Soultaste - Confident
1 toes just touched the water
when we say that hope is gone
it's time for us to stay alone
Having what it takes to grow
it needs more than just words to show
When we open up the door
we feel that something else began
Letting go all that's inside
just shows we are prepared to love
Hold me like I've never felt before
Let me say I've got something to love
Bring me hope and let me fall again
Cause all i need is trust in what i am inside of me
Soultaste - Confident
quarta-feira, janeiro 03, 2007
All That Matters
We stand across the desert
Of all the days we left behind
When everything is pure
What’s there to hide?
Of all the jokes and laughters
Do you remember anything
Was it the words we said
That made us think
We close the door
One last time
And left a note behind
We said do not disturb
We’re just not home tonight
When everything is pure
And you are just a sinner
Does it make any sense
To think you’re something different
We dig for all the treasures
We hope there’s something good inside
We keep forgetting there’s a world outside
When I was a little Jim
And you were all that I would need
We would not care a thing
That happened in Berlin.
Soultaste - All That Matters
2 toes just touched the water
We stand across the desert
Of all the days we left behind
When everything is pure
What’s there to hide?
Of all the jokes and laughters
Do you remember anything
Was it the words we said
That made us think
We close the door
One last time
And left a note behind
We said do not disturb
We’re just not home tonight
When everything is pure
And you are just a sinner
Does it make any sense
To think you’re something different
We dig for all the treasures
We hope there’s something good inside
We keep forgetting there’s a world outside
When I was a little Jim
And you were all that I would need
We would not care a thing
That happened in Berlin.
Soultaste - All That Matters
