13.12.08
Walk On By
if you see me walking down the streets
and i start to cry
each time we meet
walk on by
aahh walk on by
make belive
i can see the tears
now let me grieve in private
cause each time i see you
i just want to cry
walk on by
walk on by
walk on by
i just cant get over loosing you
and so if i seem so broken in pieces
walk on by
aah walk on by
with foolish pride
if i cant see the tears
let me hide
from the tears and the sadness
when you said goodbye
walk on by
walk on by
walk on by
just go for a stroll in the trees
walk on by
aahh walk on by
and make belive
that i cant see the tears
now let me grive in private
cause each time i see you
i break down and cry
walk on by
walk on by
The Stranglers
12.12.08
Matilda
Parov Stelar
Mudar de nome, como se muda de camisa. E de nós, é possível mudarmo-nos completamente por fora, nascer noutra "casca"? Deixarmo-nos para trás, abandonarmo-nos como fazem os outros sem problema. Porque é que temos de continuar aqui, em nós. Castigo!
11.12.08
Have you decided whether you want to be (...)
Have you got some unfinished business?
Is there something holding you back?
in Are You Ready? , Bob Dylan
Is there something holding you back?
in Are You Ready? , Bob Dylan
All Over You
Well, if I had to do it all over again,
Babe, I'd do it all over you.
And if I had to wait for ten thousand years,
Babe, I'd even do that too.
Well, a dog's got his bone in the alley,
A cat, she's got nine lives,
A millionaire's got a million dollars,
King Saud's got four hundred wives.
Well, ev'rybody's got somethin'
That they're lookin' forward to.
I'm lookin' forward to when I can do it all again
And babe, I'll do it all over you.
Well, if I had my way tomorrow or today,
Babe, I'd run circles all around.
I'd jump up in the wind, do a somersault and spin,
I'd even dance a jig on the ground.
Well, everybody gets their hour,
Everybody gets their time,
Little David when he picked up his pebbles,
Even Sampson after he went blind.
Well, everybody gets the chance
To do what they want to do.
When my time arrives you better run for your life
'Cause babe, I'll do it all over you.
Well, I don't need no money, I just need a day that's sunny,
Baby, and my days are gonna come.
And I grab me a pint, you know that I'm a giant
When you hear me yellin', "Fee-fi-fo-fum."
Well, you cut me like a jigsaw puzzle,
You made me to a walkin' wreck,
Then you pushed my heart through my backbone,
Then you knocked off my head from my neck.
Well, if I'm ever standin' steady
A-doin' what I want to do,
Well, I tell you little lover that you better run for cover
'Cause babe, I'll do it all over you.
I'm just restin' at your gate so that I won't be late
And, momma, I'm a-just sittin' on the shelf.
Look out your window fair and you'll see me squattin' there
Just a-fumblin' and a-mumblin' to myself.
Well, after my cigarette's been smoked up,
After all my liquor's been drunk,
After my dreams are dreamed out,
After all my thoughts have been thunk,
Well, after I do some of these things,
I'm gonna do what I have to do.
And I tell you on the side, that you better run and hide
'Cause babe, I'll do it all over you.
Bob Dylan
Babe, I'd do it all over you.
And if I had to wait for ten thousand years,
Babe, I'd even do that too.
Well, a dog's got his bone in the alley,
A cat, she's got nine lives,
A millionaire's got a million dollars,
King Saud's got four hundred wives.
Well, ev'rybody's got somethin'
That they're lookin' forward to.
I'm lookin' forward to when I can do it all again
And babe, I'll do it all over you.
Well, if I had my way tomorrow or today,
Babe, I'd run circles all around.
I'd jump up in the wind, do a somersault and spin,
I'd even dance a jig on the ground.
Well, everybody gets their hour,
Everybody gets their time,
Little David when he picked up his pebbles,
Even Sampson after he went blind.
Well, everybody gets the chance
To do what they want to do.
When my time arrives you better run for your life
'Cause babe, I'll do it all over you.
Well, I don't need no money, I just need a day that's sunny,
Baby, and my days are gonna come.
And I grab me a pint, you know that I'm a giant
When you hear me yellin', "Fee-fi-fo-fum."
Well, you cut me like a jigsaw puzzle,
You made me to a walkin' wreck,
Then you pushed my heart through my backbone,
Then you knocked off my head from my neck.
Well, if I'm ever standin' steady
A-doin' what I want to do,
Well, I tell you little lover that you better run for cover
'Cause babe, I'll do it all over you.
I'm just restin' at your gate so that I won't be late
And, momma, I'm a-just sittin' on the shelf.
Look out your window fair and you'll see me squattin' there
Just a-fumblin' and a-mumblin' to myself.
Well, after my cigarette's been smoked up,
After all my liquor's been drunk,
After my dreams are dreamed out,
After all my thoughts have been thunk,
Well, after I do some of these things,
I'm gonna do what I have to do.
And I tell you on the side, that you better run and hide
'Cause babe, I'll do it all over you.
Bob Dylan
All I really Want to do
I ain't lookin' to compete with you,
Beat or cheat or mistreat you,
Simplify you, classify you,
Deny, defy or crucify you.
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you.
No, and I ain't lookin' to fight with you,
Frighten you or tighten you,
Drag you down or drain you down,
Chain you down or bring you down.
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you.
I ain't lookin' to block you up
Shock or knock or lock you up,
Analyze you, categorize you,
Finalize you or advertise you.
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you.
I don't want to straight-face you,
Race or chase you, track or trace you,
Or disgrace you or displace you,
Or define you or confine you.
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you.
I don't want to meet your kin,
Make you spin or do you in,
Or select you or dissect you,
Or inspect you or reject you.
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you.
I don't want to fake you out,
Take or shake or forsake you out,
I ain't lookin' for you to feel like me,
See like me or be like me.
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you.
Bob Dylan
Beat or cheat or mistreat you,
Simplify you, classify you,
Deny, defy or crucify you.
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you.
No, and I ain't lookin' to fight with you,
Frighten you or tighten you,
Drag you down or drain you down,
Chain you down or bring you down.
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you.
I ain't lookin' to block you up
Shock or knock or lock you up,
Analyze you, categorize you,
Finalize you or advertise you.
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you.
I don't want to straight-face you,
Race or chase you, track or trace you,
Or disgrace you or displace you,
Or define you or confine you.
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you.
I don't want to meet your kin,
Make you spin or do you in,
Or select you or dissect you,
Or inspect you or reject you.
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you.
I don't want to fake you out,
Take or shake or forsake you out,
I ain't lookin' for you to feel like me,
See like me or be like me.
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you.
Bob Dylan
Abandoned Love
I can hear the turning of the key
I've been deceived by the clown inside of me.
I thought that he was righteous but he's vain
Oh, something's a-telling me I wear the ball and chain.
My patron saint is a-fighting with a ghost
He's always off somewhere when I need him most.
The Spanish moon is rising on the hill
But my heart is a-tellin' me I love ya still.
I come back to the town from the flaming moon
I see you in the streets, I begin to swoon.
I love to see you dress before the mirror
Won't you let me in your room one time 'fore I finally disappear?
Everybody's wearing a disguise
To hide what they've got left behind their eyes.
But me, I can't cover what I am
Wherever the children go I'll follow them.
I march in the parade of liberty
But as long as I love you I'm not free.
How long must I suffer such abuse
Won't you let me see you smile one time before I turn you loose?
I've given up the game, I've got to leave,
The pot of gold is only make-believe.
The treasure can't be found by men who search
Whose gods are dead and whose queens are in the church.
We sat in an empty theater and we kissed,
I asked ya please to cross me off-a your list.
My head tells me it's time to make a change
But my heart is telling me I love ya but you're strange.
One more time at midnight, near the wall
Take off your heavy make-up and your shawl.
Won't you descend from the throne, from where you sit?
Let me feel your love one more time before I abandon it.
Bob Dylan
I've been deceived by the clown inside of me.
I thought that he was righteous but he's vain
Oh, something's a-telling me I wear the ball and chain.
My patron saint is a-fighting with a ghost
He's always off somewhere when I need him most.
The Spanish moon is rising on the hill
But my heart is a-tellin' me I love ya still.
I come back to the town from the flaming moon
I see you in the streets, I begin to swoon.
I love to see you dress before the mirror
Won't you let me in your room one time 'fore I finally disappear?
Everybody's wearing a disguise
To hide what they've got left behind their eyes.
But me, I can't cover what I am
Wherever the children go I'll follow them.
I march in the parade of liberty
But as long as I love you I'm not free.
How long must I suffer such abuse
Won't you let me see you smile one time before I turn you loose?
I've given up the game, I've got to leave,
The pot of gold is only make-believe.
The treasure can't be found by men who search
Whose gods are dead and whose queens are in the church.
We sat in an empty theater and we kissed,
I asked ya please to cross me off-a your list.
My head tells me it's time to make a change
But my heart is telling me I love ya but you're strange.
One more time at midnight, near the wall
Take off your heavy make-up and your shawl.
Won't you descend from the throne, from where you sit?
Let me feel your love one more time before I abandon it.
Bob Dylan
(All I Can Do Is) Dream You
I close my eyes
And love so warm and tender
Feel you touching me
I close my eyes
I don'teven have to try
It comes so easily
I don't know why
I ever let us drift apart
But look who's sorry now
Cause every time
I wake up and you're not around
It only brings me down
CHORUS
Oh baby
All I can do is dream you
All I can do is dream you
Oh baby
All I can do is dream you
All I can do is dream you
Everyday I pray
That somewhere downthe line
We will meet again
I'll find a way
To get you back somehow
But baby until then
CHORUS
Roy Orbison
10.12.08
perdidos no supermercado
É o que acontece a quem entra no supermercado sem lista de compras, sem objectivo inicial, sem noção de quanto tem para gastar, do tamanho do cesto que leva, do que deixou à sua espera fora do supermercado, do piso escorregadio que a senhora da limpeza deixou ao pé dos bolos, chocolates e bolachas, da operária da caixa que não aceita brincadeirinhas de mau gosto,do parquimetro que não pagou para poder ter a viatura descansada à porta sem que a rebocassem, da necessidade do banco alimentar contra a fome farta já de oferendas de arroz, do banco que faliu no momento em que passámos o nosso cartão na máquina, do segurança que se passeia desconfiado pelos corredores ao ver a esquelética tanto tempo com as embalagens na mão a fazer contas de cabeça por causa das calorias que não quer consumir, das carnes que já estão inexplicavelmente mortas, expostas, carimbadas, sangradas, desmembradas e despedaçadas.
Semelhante à vida não?
Semelhante à vida não?
9.12.08
das cartas astrais
The planetary energies flow together, open into new possibilities, new connections.
With this aspect, of the Moon in flowing relation with partner's Moon, you have an good emotional rapport with each other. You feel comfortable together, with a sense of commitment to mutual goals.
You may feel an almost psychic bond, as though connected from sharing some ancient, and perhaps unconscious, past.
Pois, gravei para o pc. Um dia rio-me disto.
With this aspect, of the Moon in flowing relation with partner's Moon, you have an good emotional rapport with each other. You feel comfortable together, with a sense of commitment to mutual goals.
You may feel an almost psychic bond, as though connected from sharing some ancient, and perhaps unconscious, past.
Pois, gravei para o pc. Um dia rio-me disto.
do espaço ( os "Okupas" das almas alheias)
O que fazer quando alguém o ocupa sem que o queiramos? Como o mandar embora? Se não existe "contrato" logo não existe incumprimento da parte ocupante. E o Ocupa também não sabe que está a ocupar o ocupado, logo a culpa é do ocupado que permite que o ocupa ocupe o que o ocupa não sabe nem quer ocupar.
do amor
No verdadeiro amor 1 e 1 são 11 e nunca 2. Porque se há a possibilidade de os somarmos,um ao outro, basta que num deles o sinal se torne contrário, ou seja negativo, que rapidamente o resultado é Zero. Por isso nunca somar o que deve ser mantido lado a lado. 11 é um número bonito.
What Decade Do You Belong In
You're the 40s!
The 1940's were dominated by World War II that bought death and distruction. But it was also the start of big band and jazz music that included artists such as Bing Crosby and Frank Sinatra. The people danced to the jitterbug and wore Zoot Suites. It was the era of Heyday movies that starred actors like Cary Grant and Elizabeth Taylor. Congrats to you!
in Quizilla
Yep. I guess I never fit in. Maybe that's the reason.
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