poesia musicada [cardinal] 027
stereophonics - nothing compares to you
//-----
It's been seven hours and fifteen days
since you took your love away
I go out every night and sleep all day
since you took your love away
since you've been gone I can do whatever I want
I can see whoever I choose
I can eat my dinner in a fancy restaurant-but nothing
I said nothing can take away these blues,
'cause nothing compares
nothing compares to you
It's been so lonely without you here
like a bird without a song
nothing can stop these lonely tears from falling
tell me baby, oh where did I go wrong?
I could put my arms around every girl I see
but they'd only remind me of you
So I went to the doctor guess what he told me
-guess what he told me
he said boy you better try to have fun
no matter what you do,
but he's a fool
'cause nothing compares
nothing compares to you
All the flowers that you planted momma
in the backyard
all died when you went
I know that living with you baby was sometimes hard
but I'm willing to give it another try
nothing compares
nothing compares to you
-----//
December 9, 2013
December 1, 2013
November 18, 2013
November 16, 2013
August 26, 2013
August 14, 2013
.19 tiros de dentro de um bolso - ii
o vento soprava, mas apenas os guardanapos da mesa
se agitavam e alegravam.
melros não se quedaram nenhum
nem matei ninguém.
ficou fumo. e ruído.
muito. pouco.
algum.
nada.
August 4, 2013
August 1, 2013
July 17, 2013
.here i am
When I am here I shall not mind
I shall merely murmur:
If no one comes and sees me here it will be all right
Here it is hard to believe that anything is free
Come let us lapse into freedom
Let all these things become less than dust
Let me not think at all ever
Let these things come close together
Let everything be slow and soft
Let the wind blow over the roof at noon
Let everything be soft here because there is no dust
Let anything except what is coming come
That is the way I always have felt
July 10, 2013
.medo
"«Um dia hás-de ter muito medo. Vais pensar que o medo é tanto que não consegues suportá-lo, mas consegue-se sempre. Mas antes é necessário liquidar-se a si próprio.»
[...]
Quero ser um dos vossos, recebam-me. Alegrem-se pela minha chegada. Esta noite procedi à execução de mim próprio, por isso posso agora ser outro."
A Serpente, Stig Dagerman, p.264 - Antígona.
July 9, 2013
June 24, 2013
June 9, 2013
» 4.1 - ii
e sorriste. tantas vezs quantas aquelas em que o suspiro e noção de um dia bom com promessa de muito vindouro a meu lado te invadiu. vou fazer o mundo sonhar o teu sorriso disse-te. e vou mesmo.
June 5, 2013
.poesia musicada [cardinal] 026
poesia musicada [cardinal] 026
Chelsea Wolfe - Flatlands
//-----
I want flatlands
I never cared about money and all its friends
I want flatlands
I want flatlands
I don't want precious stones
I never cared about anything you've ever owned
I want flatlands
I want simplicity
I need your arms wrapped hard around me
I want open plains and scattered trees
I want flower fields
I want salty seas
I want flatlands soft and steady breeze
bringing scents of lined-up orchard trees
dripping heavy with pears and dancing leaves
I want flatlands
will you go there with me
when it's said in the dark and you know it's always there
when it's dead in our heart but your mind is unafraid
when it's said in the dark and you know it's never coming back
when it's there in your heart in your mind you set it free
-----//
Chelsea Wolfe - Flatlands
//-----
I want flatlands
I never cared about money and all its friends
I want flatlands
I want flatlands
I don't want precious stones
I never cared about anything you've ever owned
I want flatlands
I want simplicity
I need your arms wrapped hard around me
I want open plains and scattered trees
I want flower fields
I want salty seas
I want flatlands soft and steady breeze
bringing scents of lined-up orchard trees
dripping heavy with pears and dancing leaves
I want flatlands
will you go there with me
when it's said in the dark and you know it's always there
when it's dead in our heart but your mind is unafraid
when it's said in the dark and you know it's never coming back
when it's there in your heart in your mind you set it free
-----//
» 4.1
final de tarde em lisboa. uma exposição de temática revolucionária. estavas bonita. muito bonita. quando me sorrias, percorriam-me vagas de luz. faltava-me o ar. és bonita.
a tua pele, macia, beijava o sol com eterna gratidão. olhavas para mim e sorrias-me novamente. é bom ver-te sorrir.
tirámos fotografias. andámos de mão dadas. tocavam-se as nossas peles. a minha mais áspera, com medo em ferir a tua. beijámo-nos. enovelam-se as sombras.
fomos ao cinema. queria testamentar o teu sorriso uma vez mais. agora, em suprema gargalhada.
fomos ao cinema. queria testamentar o teu sorriso uma vez mais. agora, em suprema gargalhada.
May 29, 2013
May 24, 2013
.multidões
tantas são as multidões. angustiosamente sós. um sol para ninguém. um chão sem ter quem o calque. a luz que flecte em voo picado, para nada. uma tanta luz para tantas coisas e tamanha gente.
lisboa, novembro - 2012
May 21, 2013
.outono
outono em lisboa.
seria aproximadamente final de novembro. fazia um vento ameno. por vezes frio. o sol, baixinho. apetecia-me gelado e um beijo. teu. só teu.
esta é a minha memória.
esta é a minha memória.
May 15, 2013
May 2, 2013
.poesia musicada [cardinal] 025
poesia musicada [cardinal] 025
Nara Leão - Soneto (letra de Chico Buarque de Hollanda)
//-----
Por que me descobriste no abandono
Com que tortura me arrancaste um beijo
Por que me incendiaste de desejo
Quando eu estava bem, morta de sono
Com que mentira abriste meu segredo
De que romance antigo me roubaste
Com que raio de luz me iluminaste
Quando eu estava bem, morta de medo
Por que não me deixaste adormecida
E me indicaste o mar, com que navio
E me deixaste só, com que saída
Por que desceste ao meu porão sombrio
Com que direito me ensinaste a vida
Quando eu estava bem, morta de frio
-----//
Nara Leão - Soneto (letra de Chico Buarque de Hollanda)
//-----
Por que me descobriste no abandono
Com que tortura me arrancaste um beijo
Por que me incendiaste de desejo
Quando eu estava bem, morta de sono
Com que mentira abriste meu segredo
De que romance antigo me roubaste
Com que raio de luz me iluminaste
Quando eu estava bem, morta de medo
Por que não me deixaste adormecida
E me indicaste o mar, com que navio
E me deixaste só, com que saída
Por que desceste ao meu porão sombrio
Com que direito me ensinaste a vida
Quando eu estava bem, morta de frio
-----//
April 16, 2013
April 14, 2013
.outono-primavera
em cima entardecer ameno em alcântara, com luz de outono. em baixo o sol de primavera em lisboa após deboche calórico no amorino.
January 31, 2013
.poesia musicada [cardinal] 024
poesia musicada [cardinal] 024
Shelley Duvall - He needs me
//-----
And all at once
I knew at once
I knew he needed me
Until the say I die I wonder why
I knew he needed me
It could be fantasy oh oh or maybe it's because...
He needs me
He needs me
He needs me
He needs me
He needs me
He needs me!
Da da da da da da da dum dat dat dat da da da
It’s like a dime a dance
I’ll take a chance I will because he needs me
No one ever asked before, before, because they never needed me
"But I do"
But he does!
Maybe it’s because he’s so alone
Maybe it’s because he’s never had a home
He needs me
He needs me
He needs me
He needs me
He needs me
He needs me!
For once, for once in like I felt that someone needed me
And if it turns out real
Then love can turn the wheel
Because...
He needs me
He needs me
He needs me
He needs me
He needs me
He needs me!
He needs me
He needs me
He needs me
He needs me
He needs me
He needs me!
Da da da da da da da dum dat dat dat da da da
-----//
Shelley Duvall - He needs me
//-----
And all at once
I knew at once
I knew he needed me
Until the say I die I wonder why
I knew he needed me
It could be fantasy oh oh or maybe it's because...
He needs me
He needs me
He needs me
He needs me
He needs me
He needs me!
Da da da da da da da dum dat dat dat da da da
It’s like a dime a dance
I’ll take a chance I will because he needs me
No one ever asked before, before, because they never needed me
"But I do"
But he does!
Maybe it’s because he’s so alone
Maybe it’s because he’s never had a home
He needs me
He needs me
He needs me
He needs me
He needs me
He needs me!
For once, for once in like I felt that someone needed me
And if it turns out real
Then love can turn the wheel
Because...
He needs me
He needs me
He needs me
He needs me
He needs me
He needs me!
He needs me
He needs me
He needs me
He needs me
He needs me
He needs me!
Da da da da da da da dum dat dat dat da da da
-----//
January 14, 2013
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