"Morre lentamente quem nao viaja, quem nao le, quem nao ouve musica, quem nao encontra graca em si mesmo.
Morre lentamente quem destroi o seu amor-proprio, quem nao se deixa ajudar. Morre lentamente quem se transforma em escravo do habito, repetindo todos os dias os mesmos trajectos, quem nao muda de marca, nao se
arrisca a vestir uma nova cor ou nao conversa com quem nao conhece.
Morre lentamente quem faz da televisao o seu guru.
Morre lentamente quem evita uma paixao, quem prefere o negro sobre o branco e os pontos sobre os "is" em detrimento de um redemoinho
de emocoes, justamente as que resgatam o brilho dos olhos, sorrisos dos bocejos, coracoes aos tropecos e sentimentos.
Morre lentamente quem nao vira a mesa quando esta infeliz com o seu trabalho, quem nao arrisca o certo pelo incerto para ir atras de um
sonho, quem nao se permite pelo menos uma vez na vida fugir dos conselhos sensatos.
Morre lentamente, quem abandona um projecto antes de inicia-lo, nao pergunta sobre um assunto que desconhece ou nao responde quando lhe indagam sobre algo que sabe.
Evitemos a morte em doses suaves, recordando sempre que estar vivo exige um esforco muito maior que o simples facto de respirar.
Somente a perseveranca fara com que conquistemos um estagio esplendido de felicidade."

Pablo Neruda

If I Had Eyes...

"If I had eyes in the back of my head
I would have told you that
You looked good
As I walked away

And if you could've tried to trust the hand that fed
You would've never been hungry
But you'd never really be

More of this or less of this or is there any difference
Or are we just holding onto the things that we don't have anymore
[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/j/jack_johnson/if_i_had_eyes.html ]
Sometimes time doesn't heal
No not at all
It just stand still
While we fall
In or out of love again I doubt I'm gonna win you back
When you got eyes like that
It won't let me in
Always looking out

Lot of people spend their time just floating
We were victims together but lonely
You got hungry eyes that just can't look forward
Can't give them enough but we just can't start over
Building with bent nails we're
Falling but holding, I don't wanna take up anymore of your time
Time time time

Sometimes time doesn't heal
No not all
Just stand still
While we fall
In or out of love again I doubt I'm gonna win you back
When you got eyes like that
It won't let me in
Always looking out
Always lookin"

A vida...

"A vida é para nós o que concebemos dela. Para o rústico cujo campo lhe é tudo, esse campo é um império. Para o César cujo império lhe ainda é pouco, esse império é um campo. O pobre possui um império; o grande possui um campo. Na verdade, não possuímos mais que as nossas próprias sensações; nelas, pois, que não no que elas vêem, temos que fundamentar a realidade da nossa vida."

Fernando Pessoa

Where is my mind...

Where is My Mind"

Oh - stop

With your feet in the air and your head on the ground
Try this trick and spin it, yeah
Your head will collapse
But there's nothing in it
And you'll ask yourself

Where is my mind

Way out in the water
See it swimmin'

I was swimmin' in the Caribbean
Animals were hiding behind the rocks
Except the little fish
But they told me, he swears
Tryin' to talk to me, coy koi.

Where is my mind 

Way out in the water
See it swimmin' ?

With your feet in the air and your head on the ground
Try this trick and spin it, yeah
Your head will collapse
If there's nothing in it
And you'll ask yourself

Where is my mind 

Oh
With your feet in the air and your head on the ground
Oh
Try this trick and spin it, yeah
Oh
Oh

 Lyrics by: Pixies

Estou doente...

Estou doente. Meus pensamentos começam a estar confusos
Mas o meu corpo, tirado às cousas, entra nelas.
Sinto-me parte das cousas com .............................
E uma grande libertação começa a fazer-se em mim,
Uma grande alegria solene como a de eu estar vem
Alberto Caeiro

Heartbeats...

"one night to be confused
one night to speed up truth
we had a promise made
four hands and then away

both under influense
we had devine scent
to know what to say
mind is a razorblade

to call for hands of above
to lean on
wouldn't be good enough
for me, no

one night of magic rush
the start a simple touch
one night to push and scream
and then releaf

ten days of perfect tunes
the colors red and blue
we had a promise made
we were in love

to call for hands of above
to lean on
wouldn't be good enough
for me, no

to call for hands of above
to lean on
wouldn't be good enough

and you, you knew the hands of the devil
and you, kept us awake with wolf teeths
sharing different heartbeats
in one night

to call for hands of above
to lean on
wouldn't be good enough
for me, no

to call for hands of above
to lean on
wouldn't be good enough
for me, no"

by Jose Gonzalez

Nuvens...

"Nuvens... Hoje tenho consciência do céu, pois há dias em que o não olho mas sinto, vivendo na cidade e não na natureza que a inclui. Nuvens... São elas hoje a principal realidade, e preocupam-me como se o velar do céu fosse um dos grandes perigos do meu destino. Nuvens... Passam da barra para o Castelo, de ocidente para oriente, num tumulto disperso e despido, branco às vezes, se vão esfarrapadas na vanguarda de não sei quê; meio-negro outras, se, mais lentas, tardam em ser varridas pelo vento audível; negras de um branco sujo, se, como se quisessem ficar, enegrecem mais da vinda que da sombra o que as ruas abrem de falso espaço entre as linhas fechadoras da casaria.     

Nuvens... Existo sem que o saiba e morrerei sem que o queira. Sou o intervalo entre o que sou e o que não sou, entre o que sonho e o que a vida fez de mim, a média abstracta e carnal entre coisas que não são nada, sendo eu nada também. Nuvens... Que desassossego se sinto, que desconforto se penso, que inutilidade se quero! Nuvens... Estão passando sempre, umas muito grandes, parecendo, porque as casas não deixam ver se são menos grandes que parecem, que vão a tomar todo o céu; outras de tamanho incerto, podendo ser duas juntas ou uma que se vai partir em duas, sem sentido no ar alto contra o céu fatigado; outras ainda, pequenas, parecendo brinquedos de poderosas coisas, bolas irregulares de um jogo absurdo, só para um lado, num grande isolamento, frias.

Nuvens... Interrogo-me e desconheço-me. Nada tenho feito de útil nem farei de justificável. Tenho gasto a parte da vida que não perdi em interpretar confusamente coisa nenhuma, fazendo versos em prosa às sensações intransmissíveis com que torno meu o universo incógnito. Estou farto de mim, objectiva e subjectivamente. Estou farto de tudo, e do tudo de tudo. Nuvens... São tudo, desmanchamentos do alto, coisas hoje só elas reais entre a terra nula e o céu que não existe; farrapos indescritíveis do tédio que lhes imponho; névoa condensada em ameaças de cor ausente; algodões de rama sujos de um hospital sem paredes. Nuvens... São como eu, uma passagem desfeita entre o céu e a terra, ao sabor de um impulso invisível, trovejando ou não trovejando, alegrando brancas ou escurecendo negras, ficções do intervalo e do descaminho, longe do ruído da terra e sem ter o silêncio do céu. Nuvens... Continuam passando, continuam sempre passando, passarão sempre continuando, num enrolamento descontínuo de meadas baças, num alongamento difuso de falso céu desfeito."

Fernando Pessoa: Livro do Desassossego

November Rain

"When I look into your eyes
I can see a love restrained
But darlin' when I hold you
Don't you know I feel the same
'Cause nothin' lasts forever
And we both know hearts can change
And it's hard to hold a candle
In the cold November rain
We've been through this such a long long time
Just tryin' to kill the pain
But lovers always come and lovers always go
An no one's really sure who's lettin' go today
Walking away
If we could take the time to lay it on the line
I could rest my head
Just knowin' that you were mine
All mine
So if you want to love me
then darlin' don't refrain
Or I'll just end up walkin'
In the cold November rain

Do you need some time...on your own
Do you need some time...all alone
Everybody needs some time...on their own
Don't you know you need some time...all alone
I know it's hard to keep an open heart
When even friends seem out to harm you
But if you could heal a broken heart
Wouldn't time be out to charm you

Sometimes I need some time...on my
own Sometimes I need some time...all alone
Everybody needs some time...on their own
Don't you know you need some time...all alone

And when your fears subside
And shadows still remain, ohhh yeahhh
I know that you can love me
When there's no one left to blame
So never mind the darkness
We still can find a way
'Cause nothin' lasts forever
Even cold November rain


Don't ya think that you need somebody
Don't ya think that you need someone
Everybody needs somebody
You're not the only one
You're not the only one"


By Guns N' Roses

Time

Time

"Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way.
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way.

Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain.
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today.
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you.
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun.

So you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking
Racing around to come up behind you again.
The sun is the same in a relative way but you're older,
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death.

Every year is getting shorter never seem to find the time.
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
The time is gone, the song is over,
Thought I'd something more to say.

Home, home again
I like to be here when I can
And when I come home cold and tired
Its good to warm my bones beside the fire
Far away across the field
The tolling of the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly spoken magic spells."

by Pink Floyd

Somewhere over the rainbow

Way up high

And the dreams that you dream of

Once in a lullaby

Somewhere over the rainbow

Blue birds fly

And the dreams that you dream of

Dreams really do come true

Someday I'll wish upon a star

Wake up where the clouds are far behind me

Where trouble melts like lemon drops

High above the chimney top thats where you'll find me

Oh somewhere over the rainbow blue birds fly

And the dreams that you dare to, oh why, oh why can't I?

Well I see trees of green and

Red roses too,

I'll watch them bloom for me and you

And I think to myself

What a wonderful world

Well I see skies of blue and I see clouds of white

And the brightness of day

I like the dark and I think to myself

What a wonderful world

The colors of the rainbow so pretty in the sky

Are also on the faces of people passing by

I see friends shaking hands

Saying, "How do you do?"

They're really saying, I... I love you

I hear babies cry and I watch them grow,

They'll learn much more than

We'll know

And I think to myself

What a wonderful world

Someday I'll wish upon a star,

Wake up where the clouds are far behind me

Where trouble melts like lemon drops

High above the chimney top thats where you'll find me.

Somewhere over the rainbow way up high

and the dreams that you dare to, why, oh why can't I?

O Amor

O amor, quando se revela,
Não se sabe revelar.
Sabe bem olhar p'ra ela,
Mas não lhe sabe falar.

Quem quer dizer o que sente
Não sabe o que há de *dizer.
Fala: parece que mente
Cala: parece esquecer

Ah, mas se ela adivinhasse,
Se pudesse ouvir o olhar,
E se um olhar lhe bastasse
Pr'a saber que a estão a amar!

Mas quem sente muito, cala;
Quem quer dizer quanto sente
Fica sem alma nem fala,
Fica só, inteiramente!

Mas se isto puder contar-lhe
O que não lhe ouso contar,
Já não terei que falar-lhe
Porque lhe estou a falar..


Fernando Pessoa

Todos desejamos algo...

Send a wish upon a star

Do the work and you'll go far

Send a wish upon a star

Make a map and there you are

Send a hope upon a wave

A dying wish before the grave

Send a hope upon a wave

For all this souls you failed to save

And you stood tall

Now you will fall

Don't break the spell

Of a life spent trying to do well

And you stood tall

Now you will fall

Don't break the spell

Of a life spent trying to do well

Send a question in the wind

It's hard to know where to begin

So send the question in the wind

And give an answer to a friend

Place your past into a book

Put in everything you ever took

Place your past into a book

Burn the pages let them cook

And you stood tall

Now you will fall

Don't break the spell

Of a life spent trying to do well

And you stood tall

Now you will fall

Don't break the spell

Of a life spent trying to do well

And you stood tall

Now you will fall

Don't break the spell

Of a life spent trying to do well

And you stood tall

Now you will fall

Don't break the spell

Of a life spent trying to do well

Send a wish upon a star

Send a wish upon a star