Placebo-Pixies - Where is my Mind (live paris)
sábado, janeiro 20, 2007
Feist - One Evening
The evening was long, my guesses were true
You saw me see you
That something you said, the timing was right
The pleasure was mine
The time and the place, the look on your face
Sincerest of eyes
If you're ready or not, the state of our hearts
There's no time to take
When we started both brokenhearted
Not believing
It could begin and end in one evening
We were caught by the light
Held on to the day till it became ours
The minutes went by, the cab is outside
There's no time to take
When we parted, moving on
And believing it could begin and end in one evening
When we started both brokenhearted
Not believing it could begin and end in one evening
When we parted, moving on
And believing it could begin and end in one evening
The evening was long, my guesses were true
You saw me see you
That something you said, the timing was right
The pleasure was mine
The time and the place, the look on your face
Sincerest of eyes
If you're ready or not, the state of our hearts
There's no time to take
When we started both brokenhearted
Not believing
It could begin and end in one evening
We were caught by the light
Held on to the day till it became ours
The minutes went by, the cab is outside
There's no time to take
When we parted, moving on
And believing it could begin and end in one evening
When we started both brokenhearted
Not believing it could begin and end in one evening
When we parted, moving on
And believing it could begin and end in one evening
sexta-feira, janeiro 19, 2007
Where Is My Mind
Aguardo que o YouTube me faça a gentileza de ceder um dos vídeos mais arrepiantes e exemplo do que é, verdadeiramente, a perfeita simbiose do talento... e ao vivo! O que se segue ajudará a acompanhar o magnífico que (espero) está a chegar. Enquanto não chega, ladies and gentlemen, the lyrics:
Ooooooh - 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 to me to me
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
Ooooh
With your feet in the air and your head on the ground
Ooooh
Try this trick and spin it, yeah
OooohOoooh
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 to me to me
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
Ooooh
With your feet in the air and your head on the ground
Ooooh
Try this trick and spin it, yeah
OooohOoooh
Pixies (& Placebo)
quinta-feira, janeiro 18, 2007
Morre lentamente
Hoje um poema que há muito não recordava e sempre vale a pena recordar.
Ao lê-lo calam-se os meus queixumes, ergue-se a vontade, apercebo-me do sol e quero ganhar asas para voar sobre o mundo.
Morre lentamente quem não viaja, quem não lê, quem não ouve música,
quem não encontra graça em si mesmo.
Morre lentamente quem destrói o seu amor-próprio, quem não se deixa ajudar.
Morre lentamente quem se transforma em escravo do hábito,
repetindo todos os dias os mesmos trajectos, quem não muda de marca,
não se arrisca a vestir uma nova cor ou não conversa com quem não conhece.
Morre lentamente quem faz da televisão o seu guru.
Morre lentamente quem evita uma paixão,
quem prefere o negro sobre o branco e os pontos sobre os "is"
em detrimento de um redemoinho de emoções
justamente as que resgatam o brilho dos olhos, sorrisos dos bocejos,
corações aos tropeços e sentimentos.
Morre lentamente quem não vira a mesa quando está infeliz,
quem não arrisca o certo pelo incerto para ir atrás de um sonho,
quem não se permite pelo menos uma vez na vida fugir dos conselhos sensatos.
Morre lentamente, quem passa os dias queixando-se da sua má sorte
ou da chuva incessante.
Morre lentamente, quem abandona um projecto antes de iniciá-lo,
não pergunta sobre um assunto que desconhece
ou não responde quando lhe indagam sobre algo que sabe.
Morre lentamente...
Pablo Neruda
terça-feira, janeiro 09, 2007
Just because
Just because time goes on and when we look back we find out we haven't even noticed... just because...
This is my life
Its not what it was before
All these feelings I've shared
And these are my dreams
That I'd never lived before
Somebody shake me
Cause I
I must be sleeping
Now that we're here
So Far Away
All the struggle
We thought was in vain
All in the mistakes
One life contained
They all finally start to go away
Now that we're here,
So Far Away
And I feel like I can face the day
I can forgive
I'm not ashamed
To be the person that I am today
These are my words
That I've never said before
I think I'm doing okay
And this is the smile
That I've never shown before
Somebody shake me
Cause I
I must be sleeping
Now that we're here
So Far Away
All the struggle
We thought was in vain
All in the mistakes
One life contained
They all finally start to go away
Now that we're here,
So Far Away
And I feel like I can face the day
(...)
Staind
This is my life
Its not what it was before
All these feelings I've shared
And these are my dreams
That I'd never lived before
Somebody shake me
Cause I
I must be sleeping
Now that we're here
So Far Away
All the struggle
We thought was in vain
All in the mistakes
One life contained
They all finally start to go away
Now that we're here,
So Far Away
And I feel like I can face the day
I can forgive
I'm not ashamed
To be the person that I am today
These are my words
That I've never said before
I think I'm doing okay
And this is the smile
That I've never shown before
Somebody shake me
Cause I
I must be sleeping
Now that we're here
So Far Away
All the struggle
We thought was in vain
All in the mistakes
One life contained
They all finally start to go away
Now that we're here,
So Far Away
And I feel like I can face the day
(...)
Staind
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