I'm a king at night...
The Barr Brothers
Banda folk de Montreal (Quebec, Canadá) constituída por Brad Barr, Andrew Barr, Sarah Page e Andres Vial.
Beggar in the Morning
Steady woman won't you come on down?
I need you right here on the ground
I've walked the outskirts of this town
Been terrorized by what I've found
I saw a standing virgin bride
Where holy Dionysus died
She tore the heart out from his side
And laid it there, and there she cried
(Whoa's x4)
She said, "Hello, I'm a monster too."
"What poisons me is what poisons you."
Into these animals we grew
(But) When we were young our eyes were blue
I take my medicine on my knee
Twice a day but lately three
Keeps the devil from my door
And it makes me rich and it makes me poor
I'm a beggar in the morning,
I'm a king at night,
My belt is loose,
But my trigger is tight
May come without warning,
At the speed of the light
Make it shine so pretty
Make it shine so bright
(Music Break)
I think I've come a long, long way
To stand before you here today
They're yours alone, the songs I play,
To take with you or throw away
Whoa-o-o-o, Whoa-o-o-o-o-o-o, Whoa-o-o-o-o, Whoa-o-o-o, Whoa-o-o-o
(Away forever or fade away)
Oh, I want an angel to wipe my tears,
Know my dreams, my hopes, desires and fears
We may capsize, but we won't drown
Hold each other as the sun goes down
I'm a beggar in the morning,
I'm a king at night,
My belt is loose, and
My trigger is tight
May come without warning
At the speed of the light-
Make it shine so pretty,
Make it shine so bright.
Temptation
Seduction...
Cradle Of Filth - COVER
Jarvis Cocker & Beth Ditto - COVER
Heaven 17 - ORIGINAL
Cradle Of Filth - COVER
Jarvis Cocker & Beth Ditto - COVER
Heaven 17 - ORIGINAL
For All The Little Things - Fort Wilson Riot
Pelas pequenas coisas da vida...
Fort Wilson Riot
Banda indie rock de Minneapolis (E.U.A.) constituída por Jacob Mullis e Amy Hager.
For All The Little Things
Fort Wilson Riot
Banda indie rock de Minneapolis (E.U.A.) constituída por Jacob Mullis e Amy Hager.
For All The Little Things
5 Stars dos Soundgarden
Tudo bom...
1ª The Day I Tried To Live
2ª Pretty Noose
3ª Fell On Black Days
4ª Blow Up The Outside World
5ª Black Hole Sun
1ª The Day I Tried To Live
2ª Pretty Noose
3ª Fell On Black Days
4ª Blow Up The Outside World
5ª Black Hole Sun
Teenage Tide - Letting Up Despite Great Faults
Corrente Jovem...
Letting Up Despite Great Faults
Banda indie rock/electrónica de Los Angeles (E.U.A.) constituída por Michael Lee, Kent Zambrana e Chris Gregory.
Teenage Tide
My teenage war still marks me undefeated in your room again
Leaning on you this way
My teenage war makes me feel alive but tears us in two
Are you counting on me
Are you counting on me to the end?
Are you counting on me, can i count on you in the end?
I think it's right
I think it's right before your eyes, telling you how much we've always been alive
I think it's right
I think it's right before your eyes, telling you how much we've always been alive
I'm falling to pieces, i'm scared to be the same
I'm falling from the grip i made
I'm falling to pieces, too scared to be the same
I never wanted to leave this way but i'll rise up again one day
I wish we were back leaving it all one breath
My teenage war
My teenage war
Letting Up Despite Great Faults
Banda indie rock/electrónica de Los Angeles (E.U.A.) constituída por Michael Lee, Kent Zambrana e Chris Gregory.
Teenage Tide
My teenage war still marks me undefeated in your room again
Leaning on you this way
My teenage war makes me feel alive but tears us in two
Are you counting on me
Are you counting on me to the end?
Are you counting on me, can i count on you in the end?
I think it's right
I think it's right before your eyes, telling you how much we've always been alive
I think it's right
I think it's right before your eyes, telling you how much we've always been alive
I'm falling to pieces, i'm scared to be the same
I'm falling from the grip i made
I'm falling to pieces, too scared to be the same
I never wanted to leave this way but i'll rise up again one day
I wish we were back leaving it all one breath
My teenage war
My teenage war
Humans - Rozi Plain
Hábitos...
Rozi Plain
Projecto musical de Rosalind Leyden de Bristol (Reino Unido).
Humans
Rozi Plain
Projecto musical de Rosalind Leyden de Bristol (Reino Unido).
Humans
O Analfabeto Político - Bertolt Brecht
Iliteracia...
Bertolt Brecht
Eugen Berthold Friedrich Brecht (Augsburg, 10 de Fevereiro de 1898 — Berlim, 14 de Agosto de 1956) foi um destacado dramaturgo, poeta e encenador alemão do século XX.
O Analfabeto Político
O pior analfabeto
É o analfabeto político,
Ele não ouve, não fala,
Nem participa dos acontecimentos políticos.
Ele não sabe o custo da vida,
O preço do feijão, do peixe, da farinha,
Do aluguel, do sapato e do remédio
Dependem das decisões políticas.
O analfabeto político
É tão burro que se orgulha
E estufa o peito dizendo
Que odeia a política.
Não sabe o imbecil que,
da sua ignorância política
Nasce a prostituta, o menor abandonado,
E o pior de todos os bandidos,
Que é o político vigarista,
Pilantra, corrupto e lacaio
Das empresas nacionais e multinacionais.
Bertolt Brecht
Eugen Berthold Friedrich Brecht (Augsburg, 10 de Fevereiro de 1898 — Berlim, 14 de Agosto de 1956) foi um destacado dramaturgo, poeta e encenador alemão do século XX.
O Analfabeto Político
O pior analfabeto
É o analfabeto político,
Ele não ouve, não fala,
Nem participa dos acontecimentos políticos.
Ele não sabe o custo da vida,
O preço do feijão, do peixe, da farinha,
Do aluguel, do sapato e do remédio
Dependem das decisões políticas.
O analfabeto político
É tão burro que se orgulha
E estufa o peito dizendo
Que odeia a política.
Não sabe o imbecil que,
da sua ignorância política
Nasce a prostituta, o menor abandonado,
E o pior de todos os bandidos,
Que é o político vigarista,
Pilantra, corrupto e lacaio
Das empresas nacionais e multinacionais.
5 Stars dos Heróis do Mar
Luz...
1ª Amor
2ª Paixão
3ª Só Gosto De Ti
4ª Brava Dança Dos Herois
5ª Fado
1ª Amor
2ª Paixão
3ª Só Gosto De Ti
4ª Brava Dança Dos Herois
5ª Fado
That Old Black Hole - Dr. Dog
I don't know how to say it but I know that I can show you...
Dr. Dog
Banda indie rock de West Grove (E.U.A.) constituída por Scott McMicken (Taxi), Toby Leaman (Tables), Zach Miller (Text), Eric Slick (Teach), Frank McElroy (Thanks) e Dmitri Manos.
These Days
I put on my clothes like a body guard
I put the dogs on patrol in my own back yard
I don't wanna fight but I'm constantly ready
And I don't rock the boat, but it's always unsteady
There's an elephant in my head
And I tip toe around it
There are eggshells on the floor
Therefore I never touch the ground
It's like that old black hole,
No matter how you try,
You set out each day
Never to arrive
I got my eyes on the prize
But it looks just like a mystery
And it all goes by on the lonesome trail to victory
I'm drawing in the blinds, I got my own four walls
And the show really starts once the curtain falls
Take this thorn from my side
Fix this chip on my shoulder
Time is racing with the clock
And I ain't getting any older
It's like that old black hole,
No matter how you try.
It's like that old black hole,
No matter how you try.
It's like that old black hole,
No matter how you try,
You set out each day
Never to arrive
I put on my finest thread
And I wrap up my body tight
With the sun in my eyes
I step into the night
Like the mystery in the dark
Oh, it's just another kind of light
I don't expect you to believe me
But everything is alright
I don't make rules for a living
I don't do tricks for a dime
I was born on a good day,
Deaf, dumb and blind.
Who am I to tell the truth?
I don't even know what it is.
I don't know how to say it but I know that I can show you.
I don't know how to say it but I know that I can show you.
I tie my boots up tight
And I head straight for bed
There's a pistol and a crystal
Underneath my pillow
There's a tender heart
Inside that ugly armadillo
"These are tears of joy,"
Cried the weeping willow
There's a spirit in the air
And there ain't no way around it
I was not prepared to lose it
On the moment that I found it
It's like that old black hole,
No matter how you try.
It's like that old black hole,
No matter how you try.
It's like that old black hole,
No matter how you try,
You set out each day
Never to arrive
Dr. Dog
Banda indie rock de West Grove (E.U.A.) constituída por Scott McMicken (Taxi), Toby Leaman (Tables), Zach Miller (Text), Eric Slick (Teach), Frank McElroy (Thanks) e Dmitri Manos.
These Days
I put on my clothes like a body guard
I put the dogs on patrol in my own back yard
I don't wanna fight but I'm constantly ready
And I don't rock the boat, but it's always unsteady
There's an elephant in my head
And I tip toe around it
There are eggshells on the floor
Therefore I never touch the ground
It's like that old black hole,
No matter how you try,
You set out each day
Never to arrive
I got my eyes on the prize
But it looks just like a mystery
And it all goes by on the lonesome trail to victory
I'm drawing in the blinds, I got my own four walls
And the show really starts once the curtain falls
Take this thorn from my side
Fix this chip on my shoulder
Time is racing with the clock
And I ain't getting any older
It's like that old black hole,
No matter how you try.
It's like that old black hole,
No matter how you try.
It's like that old black hole,
No matter how you try,
You set out each day
Never to arrive
I put on my finest thread
And I wrap up my body tight
With the sun in my eyes
I step into the night
Like the mystery in the dark
Oh, it's just another kind of light
I don't expect you to believe me
But everything is alright
I don't make rules for a living
I don't do tricks for a dime
I was born on a good day,
Deaf, dumb and blind.
Who am I to tell the truth?
I don't even know what it is.
I don't know how to say it but I know that I can show you.
I don't know how to say it but I know that I can show you.
I tie my boots up tight
And I head straight for bed
There's a pistol and a crystal
Underneath my pillow
There's a tender heart
Inside that ugly armadillo
"These are tears of joy,"
Cried the weeping willow
There's a spirit in the air
And there ain't no way around it
I was not prepared to lose it
On the moment that I found it
It's like that old black hole,
No matter how you try.
It's like that old black hole,
No matter how you try.
It's like that old black hole,
No matter how you try,
You set out each day
Never to arrive
Museu Nacional dos Coches (Lisboa, Portugal)
O mais visitado de Portugal.
Contactos
Praça Afonso de Albuquerque
1300 Lisboa
Tel: (351) 213 610 850
Fax: (351) 213 632 503
E-mail: mncoches@imc-ip.pt
Website: www.museudoscoches.pt
Horários
Terça a Domingo das 10h00 às 18h00
Preços:
Normal: 5,00€
+ de 65 anos: 2,50€
Cartão Jovem: 2,00€
Entrada Livre: Domingos e Feriados até às 14h00
Contactos
Praça Afonso de Albuquerque
1300 Lisboa
Tel: (351) 213 610 850
Fax: (351) 213 632 503
E-mail: mncoches@imc-ip.pt
Website: www.museudoscoches.pt
Horários
Terça a Domingo das 10h00 às 18h00
Preços:
Normal: 5,00€
+ de 65 anos: 2,50€
Cartão Jovem: 2,00€
Entrada Livre: Domingos e Feriados até às 14h00
Um Peito em Forma de Bala - Lacraus
Uma machadada na vida...
Lacraus
Banda rock portuguesa constituída por Ben, o Cado, o Guel eo Tiago
Um Peito em Forma de Bala
UM MÁRTIR, DOIS MÁRTIRES, TRÊS MÁRTIRES PASSEANDO P'LO JARDIM DE SORRISO NO ROSTO CAVEIRAS E FLORES, CAVEIRAS E FLORES AGÊNCIAS FUNERÁRIAS CHEIAS DE BOM GOSTO ELEGANTE EXÉRCITO EMERGINDO ENFORCADAMENTE FARDADOS NA BOUTIQUE ETERNA ATÉ NO CAIXÃO SE JUNTAM À VALSA DOIS PASSOS DE PAUSA, UM PARA ESTICAR A PERNA EO LUTO É O FRUTO DEIXADO PELO DEFUNTO SE NOS CALHAR EM SORTE UM PEITO EM FORMA DE BALA VESTIREMOS DE GALA CHAMANDO NOMES DOCES À MORTE SÃO OS MORTOS QUE RIEM SÃO OS VIVOS QUE CHORAM É NO ALÉM QUE SE CELEBRA O QUE OS VIVENTES IGNORAM QUANDO A PORCELANA NOS FAZ A VEZ DO SORRISO TEMOS A CERTEZA QUE A FESTA MUDOU DE PISO FOME NA PASSERELLE MODELO P'RÓ INEM DEDICOU-SE A FATAL E DEIXOU DE SER FEMME ESCOLHAM A BANDA QUE NO VELÓRIO MELHOR SOA DESTE FUNERAL FAREMOS MODA LISBOA
Lacraus
Banda rock portuguesa constituída por Ben, o Cado, o Guel eo Tiago
Um Peito em Forma de Bala
UM MÁRTIR, DOIS MÁRTIRES, TRÊS MÁRTIRES PASSEANDO P'LO JARDIM DE SORRISO NO ROSTO CAVEIRAS E FLORES, CAVEIRAS E FLORES AGÊNCIAS FUNERÁRIAS CHEIAS DE BOM GOSTO ELEGANTE EXÉRCITO EMERGINDO ENFORCADAMENTE FARDADOS NA BOUTIQUE ETERNA ATÉ NO CAIXÃO SE JUNTAM À VALSA DOIS PASSOS DE PAUSA, UM PARA ESTICAR A PERNA EO LUTO É O FRUTO DEIXADO PELO DEFUNTO SE NOS CALHAR EM SORTE UM PEITO EM FORMA DE BALA VESTIREMOS DE GALA CHAMANDO NOMES DOCES À MORTE SÃO OS MORTOS QUE RIEM SÃO OS VIVOS QUE CHORAM É NO ALÉM QUE SE CELEBRA O QUE OS VIVENTES IGNORAM QUANDO A PORCELANA NOS FAZ A VEZ DO SORRISO TEMOS A CERTEZA QUE A FESTA MUDOU DE PISO FOME NA PASSERELLE MODELO P'RÓ INEM DEDICOU-SE A FATAL E DEIXOU DE SER FEMME ESCOLHAM A BANDA QUE NO VELÓRIO MELHOR SOA DESTE FUNERAL FAREMOS MODA LISBOA
Growth in Question - Those Lavender Whales
A crescer...
Those Lavender Whales
Banda Pop de Columbia (E.U.A.) constituída por Aaron Graves, Jessica Bornick e Chris Gardner.
Growth in Question
Those Lavender Whales
Banda Pop de Columbia (E.U.A.) constituída por Aaron Graves, Jessica Bornick e Chris Gardner.
Growth in Question
5 Stars dos Faith No More
Energia Pura...
1ª Epic
2ª We Care A Lot
3ª From Out Of Nowhere
4ª Falling To Pieces
5ª Easy
1ª Epic
2ª We Care A Lot
3ª From Out Of Nowhere
4ª Falling To Pieces
5ª Easy
Theme Park - Milk
We tie our dreams to these lie...
Theme Park
Banda indie rock de Londres (Reino Unido) constituída por Miles Haughton, Marcus Haughton, Louis Bhose e Oscar Manthorpe.
Milk
Money's exchanged, money remains
I gotta let her tell, something starts to change
I’ve seen her dancing, I’ve seen her cry
I got two hands, gonna give this one a try
We turn our hopes to this figure alone
We tie our dreams to these lies
And lies we’re telling, through the lies we’re telling
They've come here thinking everything’s alright
The clock dance moves, when the heart is burned
All fingers crossed, all fingers love
Shoulders touch and people change, smiles exchange, money remains
We turn our hopes to this figure alone
We tie our dreams to these lie
And lies will turn to, lies will turn to lie
They've come here thinking everything’s alright
Maybe one day we’ll return to find it all in place
…and we’ll tell, … as the sunset…
I’m still coming, I’m still coming
Through the lies we’re telling, through the lies we’re telling
They've come here thinking everything’s alright
We turn our hopes to this figure alone
We tie our dreams to these lies
And lies we’re telling, through the lies we’re telling
They've come here thinking everything’s alright
We turn our hopes to this figure alone
We tie our dreams to these lies
And lies we’re telling, through the lies we’re telling
They've come here thinking everything’s alright
I heard your dreams, they…
I saw your smile, you never knew
I heard the people, they always change
I heard the truth, been the same
...and friendly faces lonely job
Love is changed, and love remains
I hope we all, we will never change.
Theme Park
Banda indie rock de Londres (Reino Unido) constituída por Miles Haughton, Marcus Haughton, Louis Bhose e Oscar Manthorpe.
Milk
Money's exchanged, money remains
I gotta let her tell, something starts to change
I’ve seen her dancing, I’ve seen her cry
I got two hands, gonna give this one a try
We turn our hopes to this figure alone
We tie our dreams to these lies
And lies we’re telling, through the lies we’re telling
They've come here thinking everything’s alright
The clock dance moves, when the heart is burned
All fingers crossed, all fingers love
Shoulders touch and people change, smiles exchange, money remains
We turn our hopes to this figure alone
We tie our dreams to these lie
And lies will turn to, lies will turn to lie
They've come here thinking everything’s alright
Maybe one day we’ll return to find it all in place
…and we’ll tell, … as the sunset…
I’m still coming, I’m still coming
Through the lies we’re telling, through the lies we’re telling
They've come here thinking everything’s alright
We turn our hopes to this figure alone
We tie our dreams to these lies
And lies we’re telling, through the lies we’re telling
They've come here thinking everything’s alright
We turn our hopes to this figure alone
We tie our dreams to these lies
And lies we’re telling, through the lies we’re telling
They've come here thinking everything’s alright
I heard your dreams, they…
I saw your smile, you never knew
I heard the people, they always change
I heard the truth, been the same
...and friendly faces lonely job
Love is changed, and love remains
I hope we all, we will never change.
Waitress - BOY
Às vezes rebenta...
BOY
duo de música pop, formado por Sonja Glass, de Hamburg, e Valeska Steiner, de Zürich, na Suíça.
Waitress
They walk in and sit down,
With their mood of the day.
They read books over tea,
They give tips when they pay.
Butter and bread, diet Coke and cake,
She takes notes, she makes no mistakes.
Well daylight is fadin'
While traders are tradin'
While the jukebox is playin'
The lovers are datin',
The waitress is waitin'...
For a thing to explode,
For a light to go on,
For some sign to show
Her time has yet to come.
She's countin' the days
Until real life arrives.
She's countin': two three four five
And every minute feels
Just like the one before
No surprise, no twist
She wants so much more
Well daylight is fadin'
While traders are tradin'
While players are playin'
And lovers are datin',
The waitress is waitin'...
For a thing to explode,
For a light to go on,
For some sign to show
Her best has yet to come.
She's countin' the days
Until real life arrives.
She's countin': two three four five
When will that thing explode
When will that light go on
Just to assure her she's not wrong.
She's countin' the days
Until real life arrives.
She's countin', from nine to five
She's countin': two three four five.
BOY
duo de música pop, formado por Sonja Glass, de Hamburg, e Valeska Steiner, de Zürich, na Suíça.
Waitress
They walk in and sit down,
With their mood of the day.
They read books over tea,
They give tips when they pay.
Butter and bread, diet Coke and cake,
She takes notes, she makes no mistakes.
Well daylight is fadin'
While traders are tradin'
While the jukebox is playin'
The lovers are datin',
The waitress is waitin'...
For a thing to explode,
For a light to go on,
For some sign to show
Her time has yet to come.
She's countin' the days
Until real life arrives.
She's countin': two three four five
And every minute feels
Just like the one before
No surprise, no twist
She wants so much more
Well daylight is fadin'
While traders are tradin'
While players are playin'
And lovers are datin',
The waitress is waitin'...
For a thing to explode,
For a light to go on,
For some sign to show
Her best has yet to come.
She's countin' the days
Until real life arrives.
She's countin': two three four five
When will that thing explode
When will that light go on
Just to assure her she's not wrong.
She's countin' the days
Until real life arrives.
She's countin', from nine to five
She's countin': two three four five.
Top 10 do Carnaval
O carnaval é festa...
1º País Tropical
2º Sassaricando
3º Upa neguinho
4º Tico Tico no Fubá
5º Mas Que Nada
6º Samba do Grande Amor
7º Mamãe Eu Quero
8º South American Way
9º Sorte Grande
10º Rapunzel
1º País Tropical
2º Sassaricando
3º Upa neguinho
4º Tico Tico no Fubá
5º Mas Que Nada
6º Samba do Grande Amor
7º Mamãe Eu Quero
8º South American Way
9º Sorte Grande
10º Rapunzel
5 Stars de Norah Jones
Não sei...
1ª Don't Know Why
2ª Sunrise
3ª Chasing Pirates
4ª What Am I To You?
5ª Thinking About You
1ª Don't Know Why
2ª Sunrise
3ª Chasing Pirates
4ª What Am I To You?
5ª Thinking About You
The Cave - Mumford & Sons
Profundo...
Mumford & Sons
Banda britânica (Londres) de folk rock constituída por Marcus Mumford, Winston 'Country' Marshall, Ben Lovett e Ted Dwane.
The Cave
It's empty in the valley of your heart
The sun, it rises slowly as you walk
Away from all the fears
And all the faults you've left behind
The harvest left no food for you to eat
You cannibal, you meat-eater, you see
But I have seen the same
I know the shame in your defeat
But I will hold on hope
And I won't let you choke
On the noose around your neck
And I'll find strength in pain
And I will change my ways
I'll know my name as it's called again
Cause I have other things to fill my time
You take what is yours and I'll take mine
Now let me at the truth
Which will refresh my broken mind
So tie me to a post and block my ears
I can see widows and orphans through my tears
I know my call despite my faults
And despite my growing fears
But I will hold on hope
And I won't let you choke
On the noose around your neck
And I'll find strength in pain
And I will change my ways
I'll know my name as it's called again
So come out of your cave walking on your hands
And see the world hanging upside down
You can understand dependence
When you know the maker's land
So make your siren's call
And sing all you want
I will not hear what you have to say
Cause I need freedom now
And I need to know how
To live my life as it's meant to be
And I will hold on hope
And I won't let you choke
On the noose around your neck
And I'll find strength in pain
And I will change my ways
I'll know my name as it's called again
Mumford & Sons
Banda britânica (Londres) de folk rock constituída por Marcus Mumford, Winston 'Country' Marshall, Ben Lovett e Ted Dwane.
The Cave
It's empty in the valley of your heart
The sun, it rises slowly as you walk
Away from all the fears
And all the faults you've left behind
The harvest left no food for you to eat
You cannibal, you meat-eater, you see
But I have seen the same
I know the shame in your defeat
But I will hold on hope
And I won't let you choke
On the noose around your neck
And I'll find strength in pain
And I will change my ways
I'll know my name as it's called again
Cause I have other things to fill my time
You take what is yours and I'll take mine
Now let me at the truth
Which will refresh my broken mind
So tie me to a post and block my ears
I can see widows and orphans through my tears
I know my call despite my faults
And despite my growing fears
But I will hold on hope
And I won't let you choke
On the noose around your neck
And I'll find strength in pain
And I will change my ways
I'll know my name as it's called again
So come out of your cave walking on your hands
And see the world hanging upside down
You can understand dependence
When you know the maker's land
So make your siren's call
And sing all you want
I will not hear what you have to say
Cause I need freedom now
And I need to know how
To live my life as it's meant to be
And I will hold on hope
And I won't let you choke
On the noose around your neck
And I'll find strength in pain
And I will change my ways
I'll know my name as it's called again
5 Stars de António Variações
Inovador...
1ª O Corpo É Que Paga
2ª É P'Ra Amanhã
3ª Canção Do Engate
4ª Estou Além
5ª Voz Amália de Nós
1ª O Corpo É Que Paga
2ª É P'Ra Amanhã
3ª Canção Do Engate
4ª Estou Além
5ª Voz Amália de Nós
Love Interruption - Jack White
I want love...
Jack White
Músico, cantor e produtor musical de rock.
Love Interruption
I want love
To roll me over slowly
stick a knife inside me,
and twist it all around.
I want love to
grab my fingers gently
slam them in a doorway
put my face into the ground.
I want love to
murder my own mother
and take her off to somewhere
like hell or up above.
I want love to
change my friends to enemies,
change my friends to enemies
and show me how it's all my fault.
I wont let love disrupt, corrupt or interrupt me x 2
Yeah I wont let love disrupt, corrupt, or interrupt me anymore.
I want love to
walk right up and bite me
grab a hold of me and fight me
leave me dying on the ground.
And I want love to
split my mouth wide open and
cover up my ears,
and never let me hear a sound.
I want love to,
forget that you offended me
or how you have defended me,
when everybody tore me down.
Yeah I want love to
change my friends to enemies,
change my friends to enemies
and show me how it's all my fault.
Yeah I wont let love disrupt, corrupt or interrupt me
I wont let love disrupt, corrupt or interrupt me
I wont let love disrupt, corrupt, or interrupt me anymore.
Jack White
Músico, cantor e produtor musical de rock.
Love Interruption
I want love
To roll me over slowly
stick a knife inside me,
and twist it all around.
I want love to
grab my fingers gently
slam them in a doorway
put my face into the ground.
I want love to
murder my own mother
and take her off to somewhere
like hell or up above.
I want love to
change my friends to enemies,
change my friends to enemies
and show me how it's all my fault.
I wont let love disrupt, corrupt or interrupt me x 2
Yeah I wont let love disrupt, corrupt, or interrupt me anymore.
I want love to
walk right up and bite me
grab a hold of me and fight me
leave me dying on the ground.
And I want love to
split my mouth wide open and
cover up my ears,
and never let me hear a sound.
I want love to,
forget that you offended me
or how you have defended me,
when everybody tore me down.
Yeah I want love to
change my friends to enemies,
change my friends to enemies
and show me how it's all my fault.
Yeah I wont let love disrupt, corrupt or interrupt me
I wont let love disrupt, corrupt or interrupt me
I wont let love disrupt, corrupt, or interrupt me anymore.
Hang Out - Best Youth
Segura...
Best Youth
Duo português (Porto) formado por Ed Rocha Gonçalves e Catarina Salinas
Hang Out
Best Youth
Duo português (Porto) formado por Ed Rocha Gonçalves e Catarina Salinas
Hang Out
Como é por Dentro Outra Pessoa - Fernando Pessoa
Sem comunicação...
Como é por Dentro Outra Pessoa
Como é por dentro outra pessoa
Quem é que o saberá sonhar?
A alma de outrem é outro universo
Como que não há comunicação possível,
Com que não há verdadeiro entendimento.
Nada sabemos da alma
Senão da nossa;
As dos outros são olhares,
São gestos, são palavras,
Com a suposição de qualquer semelhança
No fundo.
Entendemo-nos porque nos ignoramos.
A vida que se vive é um desentendimento fluido,
uma média alegre entre a grandeza que não há
e a felicidade que não pode haver.
Como é por Dentro Outra Pessoa
Como é por dentro outra pessoa
Quem é que o saberá sonhar?
A alma de outrem é outro universo
Como que não há comunicação possível,
Com que não há verdadeiro entendimento.
Nada sabemos da alma
Senão da nossa;
As dos outros são olhares,
São gestos, são palavras,
Com a suposição de qualquer semelhança
No fundo.
Entendemo-nos porque nos ignoramos.
A vida que se vive é um desentendimento fluido,
uma média alegre entre a grandeza que não há
e a felicidade que não pode haver.
5 Stars dos Barclays James Harvest
Um marco...
1ª Hymn
2ª Mockingbird
3ª Child Of The Universe
4ª Poor Man´s Moody Blues
5ª Life is for Living
1ª Hymn
2ª Mockingbird
3ª Child Of The Universe
4ª Poor Man´s Moody Blues
5ª Life is for Living
I Swear - Sallie Ford and the Sound Outside
Promessas...
Sallie Ford and the Sound Outside
Banda rock de Portland (E.U.A.) constituída por Sallie Ford, Ford Tennis, Tyler Tornfelt e Jeffrey Munger.
I Swear
When I turn on the radio
It all sounds the same
What have these people done to music
They just don't care anymore
Well, I swear I'll always say the wrong thing
Chorus:
Even if they never play my music on the radio
Cause I can't help but be a mess
I'll never be like the rest
I couldn't, even if I tried
What is this robot sounding bullshit
They just don't care anymore
Why don't we get rid of all of the people
And we can sell our souls to the man
(Chorus)
Go ahead and tell me that you heard me on the dirty radio
Sallie Ford and the Sound Outside
Banda rock de Portland (E.U.A.) constituída por Sallie Ford, Ford Tennis, Tyler Tornfelt e Jeffrey Munger.
I Swear
When I turn on the radio
It all sounds the same
What have these people done to music
They just don't care anymore
Well, I swear I'll always say the wrong thing
Chorus:
Even if they never play my music on the radio
Cause I can't help but be a mess
I'll never be like the rest
I couldn't, even if I tried
What is this robot sounding bullshit
They just don't care anymore
Why don't we get rid of all of the people
And we can sell our souls to the man
(Chorus)
Go ahead and tell me that you heard me on the dirty radio
Paul McCartney - My Valentine
Para os que AMAM...
Paul McCartney
Sir James Paul McCartney de Liverpool (Reino Unido), é um cantor, compositor, multi-instrumentista, empresário, produtor musical, cinematográfico e ativista dos direitos dos animais.
My Valentine
what if it rained?
we didn’t care
she said that someday soon
the sun was gonna shine.
and she was right,
this love of mine,
my valentine
as days and nights,
would pass me by
i tell myself that i was waiting for a sign
then she appeared,
a love so fine,
my valentine
and i will love her for life
and i will never let a day go by
without remembering the reasons why
she makes me certain
that i can fly
and so i do,
without a care
i know that someday soon the sun is gonna shine
and she’ll be there
this love of mine
my valentine
what if it rained?
we didn’t care.
she said that someday soon
the sun was gonna shine
and she was right
this love of mine,
my valentine
Paul McCartney
Sir James Paul McCartney de Liverpool (Reino Unido), é um cantor, compositor, multi-instrumentista, empresário, produtor musical, cinematográfico e ativista dos direitos dos animais.
My Valentine
what if it rained?
we didn’t care
she said that someday soon
the sun was gonna shine.
and she was right,
this love of mine,
my valentine
as days and nights,
would pass me by
i tell myself that i was waiting for a sign
then she appeared,
a love so fine,
my valentine
and i will love her for life
and i will never let a day go by
without remembering the reasons why
she makes me certain
that i can fly
and so i do,
without a care
i know that someday soon the sun is gonna shine
and she’ll be there
this love of mine
my valentine
what if it rained?
we didn’t care.
she said that someday soon
the sun was gonna shine
and she was right
this love of mine,
my valentine
5 Stars de Vangelis
Marcante...
1ª Chariots of Fire
2ª Conquest Of Paradise
3ª Blade Runner
4ª Antarctica
5ª Alpha
1ª Chariots of Fire
2ª Conquest Of Paradise
3ª Blade Runner
4ª Antarctica
5ª Alpha
The Gravedigger's Song - Mark Lanegan Band
Verdadeiro...
Mark Lanegan
Cantor e compositor rock blues americano (Ellensburg).
The Gravedigger's Song
with piranha teeth
I been dreaming of you
and the taste of your love so sweet
honest its true
through my heart flows sleep
and the dark heavy rain
where the gravedigger’s song is sung
you’ve been torturing me
tout est noir, mon amour
tout est blanc
je t’aime, mon amour
comme j’aime la nuit
love, is the medicine good?
is the crow flying eight miles high?
over wire and wood
shovel down six feet
with a head heavy pain
the magnolia blooms so sweet
and it fades just the same
to the stars my love
to the sea
to the wheels my love
till they roll all over me
oh love, i been thnking of you
with razor white teeth so sharp
honest its true
in my blood flows sleep
and the dark heavy rain
the magnolia blooms so sweet
only torturing me
to the stars my love
to the sea
to the wheels my love
till they roll all over me
Mark Lanegan
Cantor e compositor rock blues americano (Ellensburg).
The Gravedigger's Song
with piranha teeth
I been dreaming of you
and the taste of your love so sweet
honest its true
through my heart flows sleep
and the dark heavy rain
where the gravedigger’s song is sung
you’ve been torturing me
tout est noir, mon amour
tout est blanc
je t’aime, mon amour
comme j’aime la nuit
love, is the medicine good?
is the crow flying eight miles high?
over wire and wood
shovel down six feet
with a head heavy pain
the magnolia blooms so sweet
and it fades just the same
to the stars my love
to the sea
to the wheels my love
till they roll all over me
oh love, i been thnking of you
with razor white teeth so sharp
honest its true
in my blood flows sleep
and the dark heavy rain
the magnolia blooms so sweet
only torturing me
to the stars my love
to the sea
to the wheels my love
till they roll all over me
Nothing Will Grow - Little Jungles
Sem futuro...
Little Jungles
Banda indie pop canadiana (Vancouver).
Nothing Will Grow
Little Jungles
Banda indie pop canadiana (Vancouver).
Nothing Will Grow
Before You Go - Beat Culture
Antes de partires...
Beat Culture
Projecto Electrónico do músico americano Sunik Kim.
Before You Go
Beat Culture
Projecto Electrónico do músico americano Sunik Kim.
Before You Go
5 Stars de Whitney Houston
RIP
1ª I Wanna Dance With Somebody
2ª So Emotional
3ª It's Not Right But It's Okay
4ª Greatest Love Of All
5ª I Will Always Love You
1ª I Wanna Dance With Somebody
2ª So Emotional
3ª It's Not Right But It's Okay
4ª Greatest Love Of All
5ª I Will Always Love You
Some Love - A Lull
Mostrar o AMOR...
A Lull
Banda de Chicago constituída por Nigel Dennis, Todd Miller, Mike Brown, Aaron Vincel, Ashwin Deepankar, Patrick Burnell e Kate Myers.
Some Love
us off a piece
The sun shines on me
We smash our little heads on the ground
Repair them with what little we have
Smile, smile on me
With blood, sweat and - me
We smash our little heads on the ground
Repair them with what little we have
Hold all you own
Hold all you want
Show me some love
Outside, come outside
There's plenty of room outside
Bang on the drums
Bang on the floor
Look each other up and down
There's plenty of people around
Bang on the floor
Bang on the door
Look each other up and down
There's plenty of people around
Bang on the floor
Bang on the door
Show me some love
A Lull
Banda de Chicago constituída por Nigel Dennis, Todd Miller, Mike Brown, Aaron Vincel, Ashwin Deepankar, Patrick Burnell e Kate Myers.
Some Love
us off a piece
The sun shines on me
We smash our little heads on the ground
Repair them with what little we have
Smile, smile on me
With blood, sweat and - me
We smash our little heads on the ground
Repair them with what little we have
Hold all you own
Hold all you want
Show me some love
Outside, come outside
There's plenty of room outside
Bang on the drums
Bang on the floor
Look each other up and down
There's plenty of people around
Bang on the floor
Bang on the door
Look each other up and down
There's plenty of people around
Bang on the floor
Bang on the door
Show me some love
®KEEP WALKING, BRAZIL
Gigante...
No início dos tempos, na parte sul das Américas, habitava um gigante. Um dos poucos que andavam sobre a Terra.
Gigante pela própria natureza, e sendo natureza ele próprio, era feito de rochas, terra e matas, que moldavam sua figura. Pássaros e bichos pousavam e viviam em seu corpo e rios corriam em suas veias. Era como um imenso pedaço de paisagem que andava e tinha vontade própria.
Caminhava com passadas vastas como vales e tinha a estatura de montanhas sobrepostas. Ao norte, em seu caminho, encontrava sol quente e brilhante nas quatro estações do ano. Ao sul, planaltos infindáveis. A oeste, planícies e terras cheias de diversidade. E a leste, quilômetros e quilômetros de praias onde o mar tocava a terra gentilmente, desde sempre. Havia também uma floresta como nenhuma outra no planeta. Tão grande, verde e viva que funcionava como o pulmão de todo o continente à sua volta.
Mesmo diante de tudo isso, um dia, enquanto caminhava, o gigante se inquietou.
Parou então à beira-mar e ali, entre as águas quentes do Atlântico e uma porção de terra que subia em morros, deitou-se. E, deitado nesse berço esplêndido, olhou para o céu azul acima se perguntando: "O que me faz gigante?".
Em seguida, imaginando respostas, caiu em sono profundo.
Por eras, que para os gigantes são horas, ele dormiu. Seu corpo gigantesco estirado, o joelho dobrado formando um grande monte, uma rocha imensa denunciando seu torso titânico e a cabeça indizível, coberta de árvores e limo.
Dormiu até se tornar lenda no mundo. Uma lenda que dizia que o futuro pertencia ao gigante, mas que ele nunca acordaria e que o futuro seria para ele sempre isso: futuro.
No entanto, com o passar do tempo ficou claro que nem mesmo as lendas devem dizer "nunca".
Depois de muito sonhar com a pergunta sobre si, o gigante finalmente despertou com a resposta.
Acordou, ergueu-se sobre a terra da qual era parte e ficou de frente para o horizonte.
Tirou então um dos pés do chão e, adentrando o mar, deu um primeiro passo.
Um passo decidido em direção ao mundo lá fora para encontrar seu destino.
Agora sabendo que o que o faz um gigante não é seu tamanho, mas o tamanho dos passos que dá.
No início dos tempos, na parte sul das Américas, habitava um gigante. Um dos poucos que andavam sobre a Terra.
Gigante pela própria natureza, e sendo natureza ele próprio, era feito de rochas, terra e matas, que moldavam sua figura. Pássaros e bichos pousavam e viviam em seu corpo e rios corriam em suas veias. Era como um imenso pedaço de paisagem que andava e tinha vontade própria.
Caminhava com passadas vastas como vales e tinha a estatura de montanhas sobrepostas. Ao norte, em seu caminho, encontrava sol quente e brilhante nas quatro estações do ano. Ao sul, planaltos infindáveis. A oeste, planícies e terras cheias de diversidade. E a leste, quilômetros e quilômetros de praias onde o mar tocava a terra gentilmente, desde sempre. Havia também uma floresta como nenhuma outra no planeta. Tão grande, verde e viva que funcionava como o pulmão de todo o continente à sua volta.
Mesmo diante de tudo isso, um dia, enquanto caminhava, o gigante se inquietou.
Parou então à beira-mar e ali, entre as águas quentes do Atlântico e uma porção de terra que subia em morros, deitou-se. E, deitado nesse berço esplêndido, olhou para o céu azul acima se perguntando: "O que me faz gigante?".
Em seguida, imaginando respostas, caiu em sono profundo.
Por eras, que para os gigantes são horas, ele dormiu. Seu corpo gigantesco estirado, o joelho dobrado formando um grande monte, uma rocha imensa denunciando seu torso titânico e a cabeça indizível, coberta de árvores e limo.
Dormiu até se tornar lenda no mundo. Uma lenda que dizia que o futuro pertencia ao gigante, mas que ele nunca acordaria e que o futuro seria para ele sempre isso: futuro.
No entanto, com o passar do tempo ficou claro que nem mesmo as lendas devem dizer "nunca".
Depois de muito sonhar com a pergunta sobre si, o gigante finalmente despertou com a resposta.
Acordou, ergueu-se sobre a terra da qual era parte e ficou de frente para o horizonte.
Tirou então um dos pés do chão e, adentrando o mar, deu um primeiro passo.
Um passo decidido em direção ao mundo lá fora para encontrar seu destino.
Agora sabendo que o que o faz um gigante não é seu tamanho, mas o tamanho dos passos que dá.
Keep Me Waiting - Cymbals Eat Guitars
À espera...
Cymbals Eat Guitars
Banda indie rock de Nova Iorque (E.U.A.) constituída por Joseph D'Agostino, Matthew Miller, Matt Whipple e Brian Hamilton.
Keep Me Waiting
eyes upside-down
face malaise
you’ll pay for faking feelings
leading false lives
glazed and fever clouded
pinned against the platform pillar
moments frozen and relived
the wait is over
step onto the train
shrinking the sun lit up vessels in my shut eyelids
landscape pixelates, flickers and blinks out to nothing
motorboats drone styrofoam
the coolers packed with beer and soda
splotchy shadows juke like floaters
splendidly empty
the gentlemen came close to caring
lines on my face from the labor of lying to spare you
our city’s streetcars with Christmas lights strung on ‘em
I taste my fever
take in the room
I suck your earrings
unfulfilled and scraping by
when I fall ill knock off at five
scoot home sped only by a cold wind
stolen passports
pouring rain
I couldn’t ever feel the same
I’m glad I’m back
but it’s a goddamn bore
Cymbals Eat Guitars
Banda indie rock de Nova Iorque (E.U.A.) constituída por Joseph D'Agostino, Matthew Miller, Matt Whipple e Brian Hamilton.
Keep Me Waiting
eyes upside-down
face malaise
you’ll pay for faking feelings
leading false lives
glazed and fever clouded
pinned against the platform pillar
moments frozen and relived
the wait is over
step onto the train
shrinking the sun lit up vessels in my shut eyelids
landscape pixelates, flickers and blinks out to nothing
motorboats drone styrofoam
the coolers packed with beer and soda
splotchy shadows juke like floaters
splendidly empty
the gentlemen came close to caring
lines on my face from the labor of lying to spare you
our city’s streetcars with Christmas lights strung on ‘em
I taste my fever
take in the room
I suck your earrings
unfulfilled and scraping by
when I fall ill knock off at five
scoot home sped only by a cold wind
stolen passports
pouring rain
I couldn’t ever feel the same
I’m glad I’m back
but it’s a goddamn bore
Nothing is the News - Damien Jurado
Nada é novo...
Damien Jurado
Cantor/Compositor indie rock de Seattle (E.U.A.).
Nothing is the News
Damien Jurado
Cantor/Compositor indie rock de Seattle (E.U.A.).
Nothing is the News
5 Stars de Ben Harper
Alegria...
1ª Sexual Healing
2ª Steal my kisses
3ª With My Own Two Hands
4ª Diamonds On The Inside
5ª Better Way
1ª Sexual Healing
2ª Steal my kisses
3ª With My Own Two Hands
4ª Diamonds On The Inside
5ª Better Way
Eiserner Steg - Philipp Poisel
Pontes...
Philipp Poisel
Cantor/Compositor de Ludwigsburg (Alemanha)
Eiserner Steg
Ich atme dich ein
Und nie wieder aus
Schließ dich in mein Herz
Lass dich nicht mehr raus
Ich trage dich bei mir
In meiner Brust
Hätt alle Wege verändert
Hätt ich sie vorher gewusst
Jetzt steh ich am Ufer
Die Flut unter mir
Das Wasser zum Halse
Warum bist du nicht hier
Ich will dich einmal noch lieben
wie beim allerersten Mal
Will dich einmal noch küssen
in deinen offenen Haaren / in deinem offenen Arm
Ich will einmal noch schlafen
schlafen bei dir
dir einmal noch nah sein
bevor ich dich
für immer verliere
Wer achtet auf mich jetzt
Dass ich mich nicht verlauf
Und wenn ich jetzt falle
Wer fängt mich dann auf
In all diesen Straßen
Kenn ich mich nicht mehr aus
Da ist niemand mehr der wartet
Der auf mich wartet
Zuhaus
Ich will dich einmal noch lieben
wie beim allerersten Mal
Will dich einmal noch küssen
in deinen offenen Haaren / in deinem offenen Arm
Ich will einmal noch schlafen
schlafen bei dir
dir einmal noch nah sein
bevor ich dich
für immer verliere
Ich will einmal, noch einmal, noch einmal
Noch kosten von dir
Will dich einmal noch atmen
Bevor ich dich
Für immer verliere
Für immer verliere
(Für immer)
Ich will einmal noch schlafen
(Für immer)
Schlafen bei Dir
(Für immer)
Dir einmal noch nah sein
Bevor ich dich
Für immer verliere
Für immer verliere
Philipp Poisel
Cantor/Compositor de Ludwigsburg (Alemanha)
Eiserner Steg
Ich atme dich ein
Und nie wieder aus
Schließ dich in mein Herz
Lass dich nicht mehr raus
Ich trage dich bei mir
In meiner Brust
Hätt alle Wege verändert
Hätt ich sie vorher gewusst
Jetzt steh ich am Ufer
Die Flut unter mir
Das Wasser zum Halse
Warum bist du nicht hier
Ich will dich einmal noch lieben
wie beim allerersten Mal
Will dich einmal noch küssen
in deinen offenen Haaren / in deinem offenen Arm
Ich will einmal noch schlafen
schlafen bei dir
dir einmal noch nah sein
bevor ich dich
für immer verliere
Wer achtet auf mich jetzt
Dass ich mich nicht verlauf
Und wenn ich jetzt falle
Wer fängt mich dann auf
In all diesen Straßen
Kenn ich mich nicht mehr aus
Da ist niemand mehr der wartet
Der auf mich wartet
Zuhaus
Ich will dich einmal noch lieben
wie beim allerersten Mal
Will dich einmal noch küssen
in deinen offenen Haaren / in deinem offenen Arm
Ich will einmal noch schlafen
schlafen bei dir
dir einmal noch nah sein
bevor ich dich
für immer verliere
Ich will einmal, noch einmal, noch einmal
Noch kosten von dir
Will dich einmal noch atmen
Bevor ich dich
Für immer verliere
Für immer verliere
(Für immer)
Ich will einmal noch schlafen
(Für immer)
Schlafen bei Dir
(Für immer)
Dir einmal noch nah sein
Bevor ich dich
Für immer verliere
Für immer verliere
New Design - Montag
Moderno...
Montag
Banda indie Pop/Rock alemã constituída por Julian Friedrich e Dominik Pobot.
New Design
Montag
Banda indie Pop/Rock alemã constituída por Julian Friedrich e Dominik Pobot.
New Design
5 Stars de Ella Fitzgerald
Quente...
1ª Summertime
2ª Misty
3ª Mack The Knife
4ª The Man I Love
5ª Hard Hearted Hannah
1ª Summertime
2ª Misty
3ª Mack The Knife
4ª The Man I Love
5ª Hard Hearted Hannah
Over - Gusgus
Última paragem...
Gusgus
Banda eletrónica de Reykjavík (Islândia) constituída por Stephan Stephensen, Birgir Þórarinsson, Daníel Ágúst Haraldsson, Urður Hákonardóttir e Högni Egilsson.
Over
We have made our mistakes over
We have gone up and down over and over
Once again I have crossed, double-crossed over
I betrayed our trust, knocked it all over
Over, over, over, over
And I wonder why, why we didn't try this time
Didn't even try, try to make things right over
(As we wonder why, why we didn't try, we didn't try this time) Over
(We didn't even try, try to make things right) Make me
(This time) Over
(As we wonder why, why we didn't try, didn't try this time) Make me over
(We didn't even try, try to make things right) Make me
(This time) Over
(As we wonder why, why we didn't try, we didn't try this time)
(We didn't even try, try to make things right) We didn't try
(This time) Over
We're the wind, this will blow, it will blow over
Is the time, the time to mend over?
Maybe we can dive deep into ourselves over
Find the smallest flame, restart the game over
Over, over, make me over, make me over, over
(As we wonder why, why we didn't try, we didn't try this time)
(We didn't even try, try to make things right this time)
(As we wonder why, why we didn't try, we didn't try this time) Over
(We didn't even try, try to make things right) Make me
(This time) Over
(As we wonder why, why we didn't try, didn't try this time) Make me over
(We didn't even try, try to make things right) Make me
(This time) Over
We didn't try over, over, over, over, over
(As we wonder why, why we didn't try, we didn't try this time)
(We didn't even try, try to make things right this time)
Gusgus
Banda eletrónica de Reykjavík (Islândia) constituída por Stephan Stephensen, Birgir Þórarinsson, Daníel Ágúst Haraldsson, Urður Hákonardóttir e Högni Egilsson.
Over
We have made our mistakes over
We have gone up and down over and over
Once again I have crossed, double-crossed over
I betrayed our trust, knocked it all over
Over, over, over, over
And I wonder why, why we didn't try this time
Didn't even try, try to make things right over
(As we wonder why, why we didn't try, we didn't try this time) Over
(We didn't even try, try to make things right) Make me
(This time) Over
(As we wonder why, why we didn't try, didn't try this time) Make me over
(We didn't even try, try to make things right) Make me
(This time) Over
(As we wonder why, why we didn't try, we didn't try this time)
(We didn't even try, try to make things right) We didn't try
(This time) Over
We're the wind, this will blow, it will blow over
Is the time, the time to mend over?
Maybe we can dive deep into ourselves over
Find the smallest flame, restart the game over
Over, over, make me over, make me over, over
(As we wonder why, why we didn't try, we didn't try this time)
(We didn't even try, try to make things right this time)
(As we wonder why, why we didn't try, we didn't try this time) Over
(We didn't even try, try to make things right) Make me
(This time) Over
(As we wonder why, why we didn't try, didn't try this time) Make me over
(We didn't even try, try to make things right) Make me
(This time) Over
We didn't try over, over, over, over, over
(As we wonder why, why we didn't try, we didn't try this time)
(We didn't even try, try to make things right this time)
Adeus (Palavras Gastas) - Eugénio de Andrade
...ao teu lado todas as coisas eram possíveis...
Adeus (Palavras Gastas)
Já gastámos as palavras pela rua, meu amor,
e o que nos ficou não chega
para afastar o frio de quatro paredes.
Gastámos tudo menos o silêncio.
Gastámos os olhos com o sal das lágrimas,
Gastámos as mãos à força de as apertarmos,
Gastámos o relógio e as pedras das esquinas
em esperas inúteis.
Meto as mãos nas algibeiras e não encontro nada.
Antigamente tínhamos tanto para dar um ao outro;
era como se todas as coisas fossem minhas:
quanto mais te dava mais tinha para te dar.
Às vezes tu dizias: os teus olhos são peixes verdes.
E eu acreditava.
Acreditava,
porque ao teu lado
todas as coisas eram possíveis.
Mas isso era no tempo dos segredos,
era no tempo em que o teu corpo era um aquário,
era no tempo em que os meus olhos
eram realmente peixes verdes.
Hoje são apenas os meus olhos.
É pouco mas é verdade,
uns olhos como todos os outros.
Já gastámos as palavras.
Quando agora digo: meu amor,
já não se passa absolutamente nada.
E no entanto, antes das palavras gastas,
tenho a certeza
de que todas as coisas estremeciam
só de murmurar o teu nome
no silêncio do meu coração.
Não temos já nada para dar.
Dentro de ti
não há nada que me peça água.
O passado é inútil como um trapo.
E já te disse: as palavras estão gastas.
Adeus.
Adeus (Palavras Gastas)
Já gastámos as palavras pela rua, meu amor,
e o que nos ficou não chega
para afastar o frio de quatro paredes.
Gastámos tudo menos o silêncio.
Gastámos os olhos com o sal das lágrimas,
Gastámos as mãos à força de as apertarmos,
Gastámos o relógio e as pedras das esquinas
em esperas inúteis.
Meto as mãos nas algibeiras e não encontro nada.
Antigamente tínhamos tanto para dar um ao outro;
era como se todas as coisas fossem minhas:
quanto mais te dava mais tinha para te dar.
Às vezes tu dizias: os teus olhos são peixes verdes.
E eu acreditava.
Acreditava,
porque ao teu lado
todas as coisas eram possíveis.
Mas isso era no tempo dos segredos,
era no tempo em que o teu corpo era um aquário,
era no tempo em que os meus olhos
eram realmente peixes verdes.
Hoje são apenas os meus olhos.
É pouco mas é verdade,
uns olhos como todos os outros.
Já gastámos as palavras.
Quando agora digo: meu amor,
já não se passa absolutamente nada.
E no entanto, antes das palavras gastas,
tenho a certeza
de que todas as coisas estremeciam
só de murmurar o teu nome
no silêncio do meu coração.
Não temos já nada para dar.
Dentro de ti
não há nada que me peça água.
O passado é inútil como um trapo.
E já te disse: as palavras estão gastas.
Adeus.
Trance Sisters - Memory Tapes
A fé nunca acaba...
Memory Tapes
Projeto Chillwave / dream pop / indietronica de Dayve Hawk de New Jersey (E.U.A.).
Trance Sisters
Little sister shake your hands
And close your eyes
Cause it’s feeling like a dream
But we won’t survive
I can tell you you’re awake
Do you hear me call?
Until you can … and fall
You can try to put walls
To make it home
But you care a little more
When you’re left alone
Now you’re caught up in a trance
Don’t call it faith
Cause faith will never leave you in this place
Memory Tapes
Projeto Chillwave / dream pop / indietronica de Dayve Hawk de New Jersey (E.U.A.).
Trance Sisters
Little sister shake your hands
And close your eyes
Cause it’s feeling like a dream
But we won’t survive
I can tell you you’re awake
Do you hear me call?
Until you can … and fall
You can try to put walls
To make it home
But you care a little more
When you’re left alone
Now you’re caught up in a trance
Don’t call it faith
Cause faith will never leave you in this place
5 Stars dos Radio Macau
Hoje é a brincar, amanhã é sempre longe...
1ª O Elevador da Glória
2ª O Anzol
3ª Amanhã é sempre longe demais
4ª Hoje é a Brincar
5ª Uma Questão
1ª O Elevador da Glória
2ª O Anzol
3ª Amanhã é sempre longe demais
4ª Hoje é a Brincar
5ª Uma Questão
Forget You All The Time - Cloud Nothings
Esqueci...
Cloud Nothings
Banda indie rock de Cleveland constituída por Dylan Baldi, TJ Duke, Jayson Gerycz e Joe Boyer.
Forget You All The Time
Cloud Nothings
Banda indie rock de Cleveland constituída por Dylan Baldi, TJ Duke, Jayson Gerycz e Joe Boyer.
Forget You All The Time
Amanaemonesia - Chairlift
Magia...
Chairlift
Duo eletrónico de Brooklyn (E.U.A.) constituído por Caroline Polachek e Patrick Wimberly.
Amanaemonesia
You lost your focus
But I got a plan for it
With a secret ingredient
And you are infinitely invited
Just leave alone the geminis
Two of them and four of I's
(And you are infinitely Invited)
No one could not agree (it's unanimously decided)
They've come for you and me (that we're dangerously surrounded)
Their boats are full of flames
They paint the grasses green
Repeating history
They don't say what they mean
Is it amnesia?
Amamaemonesia
Mistaken for magic? (Mistaken for magic.)
Silver hours
Silver hours
Becoming a habit? (Chasing the rabbit.)
Is it amnesia?
Amamaemonesia,
Mistaken for magic? (Mistaken for magic. Mistaken for magic.)
Spacing out in a nook and cranny
It's officially uncanny
It's a fish in a sea of granite
Just leave alone the geminis
Two of them and four of I's
No one could not agree (it's unanimously decided)
They've come for you and me (that we're dangerously surrounded)
Their boats are full of flames
They paint the grasses green
Repeating history
They don't say what they mean
Is it amnesia
Amanaemonesia
Mistaken for magic (Mistaken for magic.)
Silver hours
Silver hours
Becoming a habit (Chasing the rabbit.)
Is it amnesia
Amanaemonesia
Mistaken for magic (Mistaken for magic. Mistaken for magic. Mistaken for magic.)
There's a system of symbols that no one will vouch for
Everyone uses, but no one believes
There's a dog in the yard with a manner that's ruff
Yet there's something about you that he understands
The girl at the window, covered in ashes
Smiles grotesquely in the light of the day
Singing in German, a cold summer warning
But I can't remember what I meant to say...
Is it Amanaemonesia
(Mistaken for magic.)
Amanaemonesia, woah
(Chasing the rabbit)
Amanaemonesia
(Mistaken for magic. Mistaken for magic. Mistaken for magic.)
Chairlift
Duo eletrónico de Brooklyn (E.U.A.) constituído por Caroline Polachek e Patrick Wimberly.
Amanaemonesia
You lost your focus
But I got a plan for it
With a secret ingredient
And you are infinitely invited
Just leave alone the geminis
Two of them and four of I's
(And you are infinitely Invited)
No one could not agree (it's unanimously decided)
They've come for you and me (that we're dangerously surrounded)
Their boats are full of flames
They paint the grasses green
Repeating history
They don't say what they mean
Is it amnesia?
Amamaemonesia
Mistaken for magic? (Mistaken for magic.)
Silver hours
Silver hours
Becoming a habit? (Chasing the rabbit.)
Is it amnesia?
Amamaemonesia,
Mistaken for magic? (Mistaken for magic. Mistaken for magic.)
Spacing out in a nook and cranny
It's officially uncanny
It's a fish in a sea of granite
Just leave alone the geminis
Two of them and four of I's
No one could not agree (it's unanimously decided)
They've come for you and me (that we're dangerously surrounded)
Their boats are full of flames
They paint the grasses green
Repeating history
They don't say what they mean
Is it amnesia
Amanaemonesia
Mistaken for magic (Mistaken for magic.)
Silver hours
Silver hours
Becoming a habit (Chasing the rabbit.)
Is it amnesia
Amanaemonesia
Mistaken for magic (Mistaken for magic. Mistaken for magic. Mistaken for magic.)
There's a system of symbols that no one will vouch for
Everyone uses, but no one believes
There's a dog in the yard with a manner that's ruff
Yet there's something about you that he understands
The girl at the window, covered in ashes
Smiles grotesquely in the light of the day
Singing in German, a cold summer warning
But I can't remember what I meant to say...
Is it Amanaemonesia
(Mistaken for magic.)
Amanaemonesia, woah
(Chasing the rabbit)
Amanaemonesia
(Mistaken for magic. Mistaken for magic. Mistaken for magic.)
Digital Days - The Yolks
Dias e dias...
The Yolks
Banda Electro/Pop de Paris (França) constituída por Arnaud de Miomandre, François de Miomandre, Alex Chauss e Ashon Sylvester.
Digital Days
The Yolks
Banda Electro/Pop de Paris (França) constituída por Arnaud de Miomandre, François de Miomandre, Alex Chauss e Ashon Sylvester.
Digital Days
5 Stars de Ryuichi Sakamoto
Insubstituível...
1ª Forbidden Colors
2ª Amore
3ª Rain
4ª Koko
5ª The Last Emperor
1ª Forbidden Colors
2ª Amore
3ª Rain
4ª Koko
5ª The Last Emperor
Ryan Adams - Chains Of Love
Liberdade 2...
Ryan Adams
Cantor e compositor indie rock americano (Jacksonville).
Chains Of Love
Walk away slowly
You don't have to take this
In the spaces in between
Sadness on the faces
I could see the chains of love
The chains
Talking about the chains of love
Can't take us away
Storms are brewing in your heart
I don't want to waste it
Better to have tried it all
Least we got to taste it
Locked up in the chains of love
We change
Caught up in the chains of love
Can't take us away
Clouds moving over the house
I think about those days
Wish I had something to relax my mind
Send me off to heaven I've got nothing but time
Lightning in the sky above
Blink and see the traces
And everything you are to me
Is bigger than the spaces
Between us and the chains of love
The chains
Locked up in the chains of love
They can't take us away
Can't take us away
Can't take us away
Can't take us away
Ryan Adams
Cantor e compositor indie rock americano (Jacksonville).
Chains Of Love
Walk away slowly
You don't have to take this
In the spaces in between
Sadness on the faces
I could see the chains of love
The chains
Talking about the chains of love
Can't take us away
Storms are brewing in your heart
I don't want to waste it
Better to have tried it all
Least we got to taste it
Locked up in the chains of love
We change
Caught up in the chains of love
Can't take us away
Clouds moving over the house
I think about those days
Wish I had something to relax my mind
Send me off to heaven I've got nothing but time
Lightning in the sky above
Blink and see the traces
And everything you are to me
Is bigger than the spaces
Between us and the chains of love
The chains
Locked up in the chains of love
They can't take us away
Can't take us away
Can't take us away
Can't take us away
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