domingo, agosto 16, 2009

Domingo "foggy" e fresco

Domingo, o pior dia de semana... Por norma é uma seca, não se faz nada nem há nada para fazer...
Estar em casa alapada no Lsofá foi e será sempre uma boa alternativa, quando no pico do verão somos presenteados com dias como este...

Viva ao Lsofá e às viagens quer nele se fazem rodeada de malta porreira.

E comer pão com ovinhos estrelados bem condimentados? Que se espumam e tudo? Hein??? :)
Beijão aos meus Amigos!

quinta-feira, agosto 13, 2009

Medo

Quem dorme à noite comigo?
É meu segredo, é meu segredo!
Mas se insistirem, desdigo.
O medo mora comigo,
Mas só o medo, mas só o medo!

E cedo, porque me embala
Num vaivém de solidão,
É com silêncio que fala,
Com voz de móvel que estala
E nos perturba a razão.

Que farei quando, deitado,
Fitando o espaço vazio,
Grita no espaço fitado
Que está dormindo a meu lado,
Lázaro e frio?

Gritar? Quem pode salvar-me
Do que está dentro de mim?
Gostava até de matar-me.
Mas eu sei que ele há-de esperar-me
Ao pé da ponte do fim.

Amália Rodrigues


domingo, agosto 09, 2009

My Sweet Prince

Never thought you'd make me perspire.
Never thought I'd do you the same.
Never thought I'd fill with desire.
Never thought I'd feel so ashamed.

Me and the dragon can chase all the pain away.
So before I end my day, remember..
My sweet prince, you are the one
My sweet prince
you are the one

Never thought I'd have to retire
Never thought I'd have to abstain
Never thought all this could back fire
Close up the hole in my vain

Me and my valuable friend
can fix all the pain away
So before I end my day
remember
My sweet prince
you are the one
My sweet prince
you are the one
...

Never thought I'd get any higher
Never thought you'd fuck with my brain
Never thought all this could expire
Never thought you'd go break the chain

Me and you baby,
still flush all the pain away
So before I end my day
remember
My sweet prince
you are the one
My sweet prince
you are the one
...
My sweet prince
My sweet prince

Placebo

sábado, agosto 08, 2009

This is who I am

Pilots

Armoured cars sail the sky
They're pink at dawn
If I lived
Forever, you just wouldn't be
So beautiful
As the sun
When it shines
All over the world

We're pilots watching stars
The world pre-occupied
We're pilots watching stars
Who do we think we are

Ice and clouds
Shimmer outside
Rain just falls
At magic hour
It's just the sound
Of you and me
Time twitching
Murmurs of
Our friendly machine

We're pilots watching stars
The world pre-occupied
We're pilots watching stars
Who do we think we are
Yes, who do.....

There's just the sound
Of you and me

Goldfrapp


quinta-feira, agosto 06, 2009

Close To Me

I've waited hours for this
I've made myself so sick
I wish I'd stayed asleep today
I never thought this day would end
I never thought tonight could ever be
This close to me

Just try to see in the dark
Just try to make it work
To feel the fear before you're here
I make the shapes come much too close
I pull my eyes out
Hold my breath
And wait until I shake...

But if I had your faith
Then I could make it safe and clean
If only I was sure
That my head on the door was a dream

I've waited hours for this
I've made myself so sick
I wish I'd stayed asleep today
I never thought this day would end
I never thought tonight could ever be
This close to me

But if I had your face
I could make it safe and clean
If only I was sure
That my head on the door
Was a dream


I
miss

your

secret smile

quarta-feira, agosto 05, 2009


Little death
I'll give you just a dime
Little death
I'll give you everything
Little death
I'll give you everything