sábado, 29 de setembro de 2007

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"amanhã não te esqueças de firmar bons passos em torno de espaço nenhum
sonha todos os dias
e vemo-nos na lua"



. . . às vezes fazes-me sentir capaz de acreditar!

sábado, 22 de setembro de 2007

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" this time

...............i'm gonna keep me to myself

...............this time

...............i'm gonna keep my all to myself . . . . "

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I live by the ocean

and during the night



I dive into it

down to the bottom



underneath all current

sand

drop my anchort

his is where I'm staying.


. . . This is my home .

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terça-feira, 18 de setembro de 2007



poderia ser para ti...

domingo, 9 de setembro de 2007

. .
My Dreams Are Infected With Words
You Used To Say. . .
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" I cheated myself,
Like I knew I would,
I told you
I was trouble,
You know that I'm no good."












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quarta-feira, 5 de setembro de 2007

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" Ah, mas se ela adivinhasse,

Se pudesse ouvir o olhar,
E se um olhar lhe bastasse
Pra saber que a estão a amar!
Mas quem sente muito, cala;
Quem quer dizer quanto sente
Fica sem alma nem fala,
Fica só, inteiramente!"
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Fernando Pessoa
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domingo, 2 de setembro de 2007

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You're the prince to my ballerina
You'll feed all the people's parking meters
You encourage the eating of ice cream
And you would somersault in sand with me

You talk to loners
You ask 'how's your week?'
You give love to all
And give love to me
You're obsessed with hiding
The sticks and stones
And feel the unknown
You feel like home

You feel like home. . .


You're the warmth in my summer's breeze
You're the ivory to my ebony key
You would share your last jelly bean
And you would somersault in sand with me.

You put my feet back on the ground
Oh, did you know you brought me round
Yeah, you were sweet and you were sound

Can you save me ?




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