Friday, April 28, 2006
Wednesday, April 26, 2006
uma música...
Esta música é muito muito bonita... Pequena, simples e simplesmente linda (para mim pelo menos)
Aqui fica ela, neste dia maravilhoso cheio de sol!
Born a poor young country boy--Mother Nature's son
All day long I'm sitting singing songs for everyone.
Sit beside a mountain stream--see her waters rise
Listen to the pretty sound of music as she flies.
Find me in my field of grass--Mother Nature's son
Swaying daises sing a lazy song beneath the sun.
Mother Nature's son.
Até breve!
Aqui fica ela, neste dia maravilhoso cheio de sol!
Born a poor young country boy--Mother Nature's son
All day long I'm sitting singing songs for everyone.
Sit beside a mountain stream--see her waters rise
Listen to the pretty sound of music as she flies.
Find me in my field of grass--Mother Nature's son
Swaying daises sing a lazy song beneath the sun.
Mother Nature's son.
Até breve!
Wednesday, April 19, 2006
...
Um poema de abril de 2002... Hoje deu-me para escrever dois posts... Tenho muito tempo de espera à minha frente. Enjoy! Sem imagens nem nada... Simplesmente um poema
Espero...
Pacientemente...
Que o tempo passe,
Que o som mude
E o vento
Dançe...
Espero...
Desenho no chão
Figuras imaginárias...
Elefantes com tapetes persa.
Divirto-me com as
Reticências,
Areia esvoaçante em
Deserto gelitórrido.
Espero...
Que o gelo chegue e
A água nasça...
Que a montanha caia e
O Homem voe...
Aguardo...
O momento em que
A realidade chegue e
A brisa amene o
Meu corpo frio
Espero...
De noite,
O dia...
Para sonhar
Acordada.
Tinquetas:
Palavras Perdidas
Um novo dia, um novo post, um velho poema...
Para pensar... ou não!
E se a vida fosse como
Um anúncio de televisão?
Perfeito,
Brilhante,
Sem manchas nem nódoas e
Sempre com 10% de desconto?
E se a vida não fosse mais que
Um produto embrulhado
Com data de validade e
Total satisfação ou reembolso
Total do investimento?
Saberíamos sentir?
Conseguiríamos amar sem ter
De ligar o nº verde
800 112 112
Sempre que um defeito fosse
Encontrado?
Esperamos da vida
Aquilo que ela não é:
Perfeita.
Mas vivemo-la ao máximo
Mesmo assim.
24-05-2004
Até Breve!
Tinquetas:
Palavras Perdidas
Wednesday, April 12, 2006
breathe
Ouvi esta música de manhã e fiquei com saudades... Saudades do tempo em que a ouvi pela primeira vez.... andava eu no secundário. Gosto muito desta música... Bare with me =)
With every waking breath I breathe
I see what life has dealt to me
With every sadness I deny
I feel a chance inside me die
Give me a taste of something new
To touch to hold to pull me through
Send me a guiding light that shines
Across this darkened life of mine
Breathe some soul in me
Breathe your gift of love to me
Breathe life to lay 'fore me
Breathe to make me breathe
For every man who built a home
A paper promise for his own
He fights against an open flow
Of lies and failures, we all know
To those who have and who have not
How can you live with what you've got?
Give me a touch of something sure
I could be happy evermore
Breathe some soul in me
Breathe your gift of love to me
Breathe life to lay 'fore me
To see to make me breathe
Breathe your honesty
Breathe your innocence to me
Breathe your word and set me free
Breathe to make me breathe
This life prepares the strangest things
The dreams we dream of what life brings
The highest highs can turn around
To sow love's seeds on stony ground
Breathe
Breathe
Breathe some soul in me
Breathe your gift of love to me
Breathe life to lay 'fore me
To see to make me breathe
Breathe your honesty
Breathe your innocence to me
Breathe your word and set me free
Breathe to make me breathe
With every waking breath I breathe
I see what life has dealt to me
With every sadness I deny
I feel a chance inside me die
Give me a taste of something new
To touch to hold to pull me through
Send me a guiding light that shines
Across this darkened life of mine
Breathe some soul in me
Breathe your gift of love to me
Breathe life to lay 'fore me
Breathe to make me breathe
For every man who built a home
A paper promise for his own
He fights against an open flow
Of lies and failures, we all know
To those who have and who have not
How can you live with what you've got?
Give me a touch of something sure
I could be happy evermore
Breathe some soul in me
Breathe your gift of love to me
Breathe life to lay 'fore me
To see to make me breathe
Breathe your honesty
Breathe your innocence to me
Breathe your word and set me free
Breathe to make me breathe
This life prepares the strangest things
The dreams we dream of what life brings
The highest highs can turn around
To sow love's seeds on stony ground
Breathe
Breathe
Breathe some soul in me
Breathe your gift of love to me
Breathe life to lay 'fore me
To see to make me breathe
Breathe your honesty
Breathe your innocence to me
Breathe your word and set me free
Breathe to make me breathe
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