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domingo, 16 de maio de 2010

Plainsong


"I think it's dark and it looks like rain," you said
"And the wind is blowing like it's the end of the world," you said
"And it's so cold it's like the cold if you were dead," and then you smiled for a second.

"I think I'm old and I'm feeling the pain," you said,
"And it's all running out like it's the end of the world," you said
"And it's so cold it's like the cold if you were dead," and then you smiled for a second.

Sometimes you make me feel like I'm living at the edge of the world, like I'm living at the edge of the world.
"It's just the way I smile," you said


sexta-feira, 22 de janeiro de 2010

Por vezes...




"Fuck You (Very Much)"

Look inside
Look inside your tiny mind
Now look a bit harder
Cause we're so uninspired, so sick and tired of all the hatred you harbor

So you say
It's not okay to be gay
Well I think you're just evil
You're just some racist who can't tie my laces
Your point of view is midieval

Fuck you
Fuck you very, very much
Cause we hate what you do
And we hate your whole crew
So please don't stay in touch

Fuck you
Fuck you very, very much
Cause your words don't translate
And it's getting quite late
So please don't stay in touch

Do you get
Do you get a little kick of being slow minded?
You want to be like your father
It's approval your after
Well that's not how you find it

Do you
Do you really enjoy living a life that's so hateful?
Cause there's a hole where your soul should be
Your losing control of it and it's really distasteful

Fuck you
Fuck you very, very much
Cause we hate what you do
And we hate your whole crew
So please don't stay in touch

Fuck you
Fuck you very, very much
Cause your words don't translate and it's getting quite late
So please don't stay in touch

Look inside
Look inside your tiny mind
Now look a bit harder
Cause we're so uninspired, so sick and tired of all the hatred you harbor

Fuck you
Fuck you very, very much
Cause we hate what you do
And we hate your whole crew
So please don't stay in touch

Fuck you
Fuck you very, very much
Cause your words don't translate and it's getting quite late
So please don't stay in touch




terça-feira, 5 de janeiro de 2010

Um Dia Perfeito :)





Lou Reed
Transformer (1972)
Perfect Day

Just A Perfect Day,
Drink Sangria In The Park,
And Then Later, When It Gets Dark,
We Go Home.
Just A Perfect Day,
Feed Animals In The Zoo
Then Later, A Movie, Too,
And Then Home.

Oh It's Such A Perfect Day,
I'm Glad I Spent It With You.
Oh Such A Perfect Day,
You Just Keep Me Hanging On,
You Just Keep Me Hanging On.

Just A Perfect Day,
Problems All Left Alone,
Weekenders On Our Own.
It's Such Fun.
Just A Perfect Day,
You Made Me Forget Myself.
I Thought I Was Someone Else,
Someone Good.

Oh It's Such A Perfect Day,
I'm Glad I Spent It With You.
Oh Such A Perfect Day,
You Just Keep Me Hanging On,
You Just Keep Me Hanging On.

You're Going To Reap Just What You Sow,
You're Going To Reap Just What You Sow,
You're Going To Reap Just What You Sow,
You're Going To Reap Just What You Sow...

quinta-feira, 31 de dezembro de 2009

Passagem


In the middle of the summer
I'm not sleeping
Cold wind blowing
In the middle of the night they
Try to find me but I'm still driving
If you're going to San Francisco
Lay some flowers on the grave stone
There's music on the station but I'm just listening to cold wind whistling
And if they ever find me tell the papers cold wind, cold wind
cold, cold wind blowing
cold wind blowing
Hey Hey Hey
Something ain't right
Something ain't right
And if they ever find me tell the papers cold wind, cold wind
Cold, cold wind blowing, cold wind blowing, cold wind blowing,
cold wind blowing, cold wind blowing


Cold Wind dos Arcade Fire

Fotografia: Carlos Muralhas

segunda-feira, 2 de novembro de 2009

Ainda não sei onde estive II ...



Ainda não sei onde estive...
Já não estou certo que tenha sido num sítio seguro...

Fotografia e Texto: Carlos Muralhas

domingo, 1 de novembro de 2009

Ainda não sei onde estive...


Ainda não sei onde estive...
Calculo que algures num sítio seguro...

e com música :)

Fotografia e Texto: Carlos Muralhas

segunda-feira, 12 de outubro de 2009

Devendra Banhart - I feel just like a child


Well I feel just like a child
Yeah I feel just like a child
Well I feel just like a child
Well I feel just like a child
From my womb to my tomb
I guess I'll always be a child
Well some people try and treat me like a man
Yeah some people try and treat me like a man
Weel I guess they just don't understand
Well some people try and treat me like a man
They think I know shit
But that's just it
I'm a child
Weel I need you to tell me what to wear
Yeah I need you to help me comb my hair
Yeah I need you to come and tie my shoes
Yeah I need you to come and keep me amused
From my cave to my grave
I guess I'll always be a child
Well I need you to help me reach the door
And I need you to walk me to the store
And I need you to please explain the war
And I need you to heal me when I'm sore
You can tell by my smile
That I'm a child
And I need you to sit me on your lap
And I need you to make me take my nap
Could you first pull out a book and
Read me some of that
Cause I need you to make me take my nap
And I need you to recognize my friends
Cause they're there even though
You don't see them
They got their own chair, plate, and a seat
You know I won't touch my food
Unless they eat
From the roof to the floor
I crawl around some more
I'm a child
And I need you to help me blow my nose
And I need you to help me count my toes
And I need you to help me put on my clothes
And I need you to hide it when it shows
From be my daddy's sperm
To being packed in an urn
I'm a child
And when I steal you gotta
Slap me til I cry
Don't you stop til the tears run dry
See I was born thinking under the sky
I didn't belong to a couple of old wise guys
From sucking on my mama's breast
To when they lay my soul to rest
I'm a child
Well I guess I'm always be


Fotografia: Carlos Muralhas

domingo, 20 de setembro de 2009

A vida também tem coisas bonitas


It's so easy here with you
Like a walk in the park
Just before dark
Oh it's so easy here with you
Like sun on my face
A bright summer day

You're like a melody
That follows me
And when you go I still hear music constantly
You're like a melody
That follows me
And when you go you're haunting me
You're taunting me

And summer slips to fall, yes it does
Seems no times past at all, no time at all
And summer slips to fall and then it snows
And then I watch you go, watch you go

You're like a melody
That follows me
And when you go I still hear music constantly
You're like a melody
That follows me
And when you go you're haunting me
You're taunting me

Got a feeling 'bout you
Might be nothing new
But time slips by so easily
I hardly try
So don't be sad
I won’t be blue
Cause love will follow, follow you


Fotografia: Carlos Muralhas - Música: Molly Johnson, Melody