Love Hurts - Love Really Hurts

É trabalho de João Pombeiro e gostei particularmente destes.

Achei bonito.

O Tigre e a Neve

You Can Never Hold Back Spring - Tom Waits



You can never hold back spring
You can be sure that I will never
Stop believing
The blushing rose will climb
Spring ahead or fall behind
Winter dreams the same dream
Every time

You can never hold back spring
Even though you've lost your way
The world keeps dreaming of spring

So close your eyes
Open you heart
To one who's dreaming of you
You can never hold back spring
Baby

Remember everything that spring
Can bring
You can never hold back spring

Ikavoida

sem música, só eu

ultimamente tenho feito uma série de asneiras. tenho sido bruta, ou desprezado amigos que não merecem. tenho sido caprichosa e só faço o que me faz sentir bem, sem pensar em mais ninguém. só eu interesso, só o que eu quero fazer na altura, só o que me faz sentir uma alegria momentanea que me leva a esquecer o que realmente interessa. fui estupidamente infantil com musiquinhas de amor e respectivas frases que lhe seguiam. isto não tem nada a ver com a pessoa, tirar o que já cá tinha posto. não é que me envergonhe do que sinto ou deixo de sentir, mas envergonho-me da forma como expus isso. sem pensar em mim, sem pensar na pessoa em questão e principalmente sem pensar no nuno com quem passei os últimos sete anos da minha vida.
já muitas vezes quis deixar de aqui pôr coisas, porque na realidade não encontro razão para isto. agarro-me a esta coisa de A LONGA NOITE DOS TEMPOS e não querer fechar porque tem um significado especial para mim. mas por agora, não encontro nenhum motivo para continuar. quando estiver calma. quando tudo estiver resolvido e me puder dar ao luxo de despender tempo da minha vida a um blog, talvez volte. agora não sinto que deva continuar.

"Passo o tempo a perder-me. Páro, penso e tomo fôlego para ir mais além. Tem sido sempre assim, antes era a bola e o arco, agora é o tempo que me foge."

New Order - Temptation

Heaven, a gateway, a hope
Just like a feeling inside, it's no joke
And though it hurts me to treat you this way
Betrayed by words, I'd never heard, too hard to say
Up, down, turn around
Please don't let me hit the ground
Tonight I think I'll walk alone
I'll find my soul as I go home.

Each way I turn, I know I'll always try
To break this circle that's been placed around me
From time to time, I find I've lost some need
That was urgent to myself, I do believe
Up, down, turn around
Please don't let me hit the ground
Tonight I think I'll walk alone
I'll find my soul as I go home.

Oh, you've got green eyes
Oh, you've got blue eyes
Oh, you've got gray eyes
Oh, you've got green eyes
Oh, you've got blue eyes
Oh, you've got gray eyes
And I've never seen anyone quite like you before
No, I've never met anyone quite like you before
Thoughts from above hit the people down below
People in this world, we have no place to go
Oh, it's the last time
Oh, I've never met anyone quite like you before

The Rest - Innocent Fools

If I come home tonight
I’m gonna get drunk and high.
I’m coming home tonight,
I’m gonna get drunk and high

You say goodnight
I think goodbye
Oh darling you might as well
Have left me right behind

You say goodnight
I think goodbye
Oh darling you might as well
Have left me right behind

Stop sleeping in the same bed
Stop waiting up for her
And don’t hung on for those innocent fools

Stop sleeping in the same bed
Stop waiting up for her
And don’t hung on for those innocent fools

I've hope you’ll wait up for me
I've hope you’ll wait up for me
Wait up… waiting up for me
On the roof top
I shouldn’t dreaming
Dreaming

Stop sleeping in the same bed
Stop waiting up for her
And don’t hung on for those innocent fools
Wait up… waiting up for me
On the roof top
I shouldn’t dreaming

Maybe that’s it
Maybe I should forget
Maybe I should throw it all away
Maybe I’ll be better
If I didn’t think

Maybe that’s it
Maybe I should forget
Maybe I should throw it all way
Maybe I’ll be better
If I didn’t think
If I didn’t think

Stealing Beauty

I wait
I wait so patiently.
I'm as quiet as a cup.
I hope you'll come and rattle me.
Quick!
Come wake me up.

(não que tenha sido o que eu fiz. esperar pacientemente. mas é o que pretendo, porque sinto e já não sei mais o que fazer. tenho consciência que esta coisa de pôr músicas com frases é extremamente infantil e imaturo. pareço uma garota com doze ou treze anos que escreve bilhetes em papéis pequeninos, só que em vez de os queimar como a menina do filme em questão fazia, resolvi espetar com eles num blog, o que não é muito inteligente da minha parte. estava tão feliz que só me apetecia gritar ao mundo)

sem música, só eu

Sou tola. O que sinto agora, pensava que já não existia. Analiso demais. Penso demais. Vivo ao máximo, e quero tudo. Logo. Quero tudo logo. Tenho paciência e espero, porque sei que vale a pena. Sinto-me tola e apaixonada. Há tanto tempo que não me sentia assim. Há sete anos precisamente. Não que não tivesse gostado do nuno com tudo o que me era possível, mas esta coisa. Esta coisa que sinto agora. Este sentimento imaturo e que se prolonga tampa atrás de tampa, que se renova com pequenas coisas. Sinto-me feliz só por sentir isto. Ele pode até nem querer nada comigo, mas só por sentir isto, parece que me descobri. Finalmente sei tudo o que quero para a minha vida, e tudo o que fazer para o obter. Sinto-me feliz demais, e não interessa se ele quer ou não. Se quiser, é o melhor do mundo. Se não, não há mal. Vou ser feliz na mesma. Mas quero-o. Quero-o tanto. Mas agora o mais importante é fazer por mim. Fazer tudo por mim. Ter os meus amigos, a minha casa. A minha vida. Tenho tudo para ser feliz, e sou.

Talking Heads - Naive Melody

Home is where I want to be
Pick me up and turn me round
I feel numb - born with a weak heart
I guess I must be having fun
The less we say about it the better
Make it up as we go along
Feet on the ground
Head in the sky
It's ok I know nothing's wrong . . nothing

Hi yo I got plenty of time
Hi yo you got light in your eyes
And you're standing here beside me
I love the passing of time
Never for money
Always for love
Cover up and say goodnight . . . say goodnight

Home - is where I want to be
But I guess I'm already there
I come home - she lifted up her wings
Guess that this must be the place
I can't tell one from another
Did I find you, or you find me?
There was a time Before we were born
If someone asks, this is where I'll be . . . where I'll be

Hi yo We drift in and out
Hi yo sing into my mouth
Out of all those kinds of people
You got a face with a view
I'm just an animal looking for a home
Share the same space for a minute or two
And you love me till my heart stops
Love me till I'm dead
Eyes that light up, eyes look through you
Cover up the blank spots
Hit me on the head Ah ooh

( só insistimos e lutamos a sério por quem queremos, ou pelo que queremos, se estivermos dispostos a cair de chapa, a bater com a cara no chão caso a coisa não corra bem. eu estou. por isso continuo a querer ir com a maior calma que me é permitida. e eu sou impulsiva! mas nunca me pareceu tão bom ir devagar. delirar com coisas pequenas como encostar mãos, ou fazer festinhas. sinto-me adolescente. e é tão bom sentir-me assim por ti. sem medo de partir a cara. sem medo de cair de chapa. pelo menos não o suficiente que me faça parar e cruzar os braços.)

Lisa Ekdahl - Rivers of Love

This night
I awoke
Out from dreams
Of tall cascading fountains
Of love
I'm floating like a dove
Covered from above
With fountains of love

And you
Fly with me
Through a scene
Of deep caressing rivers
Of love
Soft as a dove
It's you i'm dreaming of
With rivers of love

Flowing from above
Knowing only of
Rivers of love

("It's you I'm dreaming of with rivers of love")

OMD - Talking Loud and Clear

Talking loud and clear
saying just what I feel
lying in the grass
with the sun on our backs
it doesn't really matter
what we do or what we say
with every little movement
we give ourselves away

Opposite and opposite
decisions are reversed
facing one another
with words that couldn't hurt
with every little word
you're getting closer to me
talking loud and clear
saying just what we feel today

Talking loud and clear
saying just what we feel
lying in the grass
we've got time on our hands
body next to body
with silence all around
we understand each other
but didn't make a sound

Promises and promises
of vows we shall return
facing one another
I thought my heart would burn
you turn to move away
but then get closer to me
talking loud and clear
saying just what we feel today

(fazes-me sorrir sozinha. quando leio o que escreves, depois de estar contigo, ou depois de falarmos. fazes-me adormecer com um sorriso)

Obadiah Parker - Hey Ya

My baby don't mess around
Because she loves me so
And this I know for sure
But does she really wanna
But can't stand to see me
Walk out the door
Can't stand to fight the feeling
Because the thought alone is killing me right now
Thank god for mom and dad
For sticking two together
'Cause we don't know how.

And, Hey Ya
Hey Ya
Hey Ya
Hey Ya

You think you've got it
Ohh, you think you've got it
But got it just don't get it
Till' there's nothing at all.
We get together
Oh, we get together
But seperate's always better when there's feelings involved.
If what they say is "Nothing is forever"
Then what makes, Then what makes, Then what makes, Then what makes,
Love the exception?
So why you, why you
Why you, why you, why you are we so in denial
When we know we're not happy here

And, Hey Ya
Hey Ya
Hey Ya
Hey Ya

Hey, alright now
Alright now fellas
Now what's cooler than being cool?
Ice Cold
I can't hear you
I say what's cooler than being cool?
Alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright,
Ok now ladies
And we gonna break this thing down in just a few seconds here
Now don't have me break it down for nothing
Now I wanna see y'all on y'alls baddest behavior
Lend me some sugar,
I am your neighbor

Shake it, shake, shake it, shake it
Shake it, shake it, shake, shake it,
Shake it, shake, shake it, shake it
Shake it, shake it, shake, shake it,
Shake it like a Polaroid picture
Shake it, shake, shake it, shake it
Shake it, shake it, shake, shake it,

And, Hey Ya
Hey Ya
Hey Ya
Hey Ya

(já há muito tempo que não encontrava uma cover tão bonita como esta)

Cat Power/Karen Elson - I love you (me either)

(eu até comecei por ouvir the hives, the white stripes, e coisas assim mais fortes, para ver se saía desta lamechice, mas parece que não funcionou. nada se adequava ao estado de espírito actual, e parece que até futura desilusão, é por aqui que vou andar, na lamechice brega)

Cat Power - Lived in Bars

we've lived in bars
and danced on the tables
hotels trains and ships that sail
we swim with sharks
and fly with aeroplanes in the air

send in the trumpets
the marching wheelchairs
open the blankets and give them some air
swords and arches bones and cement
the lights and the dark of the innocent of men

we know your house so very well
and we will wake you once we've walked up
all your stairs

there's nothing like living in a bottle
and nothing like ending it all for the world
we're so glad you will come back
every living lion will lay in your lap
the kid has a homecoming the champion the horse
who's gonna play drums guitar or gorgan with chorus
as far as we've walked from both of ends of the sand
never have we caught a glimpse of this man

we know your house so very well
and we will bust down your door if you're not there

we've lived in bars
and danced on tables
hotels trains and ships that sail
we swim with sharks
and fly with aeroplanes out of here
out of here

The Kinks - Living in the Thin Line

All the stories have been told
Of kings and days of old,
But there's no England now.
All the wars that were won and lost
Somehow don't seem to matter very much anymore.
All the lies we were told,
All the lies of the people running round,
They're castles have burned.
Now I see change,
But inside we're the same as we ever were.

Living on a thin line,
Tell me now, what are we supposed to do?
Living on a thin line,
Tell me now, what are we supposed to do?
Living on a thin line,
Living this way, each day is a dream.
What am I, what are we supposed to do?
Living on a thin line,
Tell me now, what are we supposed to do?

Now another century nearly gone,
What are we gonna leave for the young?
What we couldn't do, what we wouldn't do,
It's a crime, but does it matter?
Does it matter much, does it matter much to you?
Does it ever really matter?
Yes, it really, really matters.

Living on a thin line,
Tell me now, what are we supposed to do?
Living on a thin line,
Tell me now, what are we supposed to do?

Now another leader says
Break their hearts and break some heads.
Is there nothing we can say or do?
Blame the future on the past,
Always lost in blood and guts.
And when they're gone, it's me and you.

Living on a thin line,
Tell me now, what are we supposed to do?
Living on a thin line,
Tell me now, what are we supposed to do?
Living on a thin line.

(a situação em que esta música aparece nos Sopranos, que é sem sombra de dúvida a melhor série do mundo, não é esta. mas foi nos Sopranos que eu a ouvi pela primeira vez e gostei logo)

Mazzy Star - Look on Down From the Bridge

Look on down from the bridge
There's still fountains down there
Look on down from the bridge
Its still raining, up here

Everybody seems so far away from me
Everybody just wants to be free
Look away from the sky
Its no different when you're leaving home

I can't be the same thing to you now
I'm just gone, just gone
How could I say goodbye
How could I say goodbye
Goodbye

Maybe I'll just place my hands over you
And close my eyes real tight
There's a light in your eyes
And you know, yeah, you know
Look on down from the bridge
I'm still waiting for you

(e se descobres esta tasca antes do tempo, mas valia ter escrito na cabeça com lápis dos olhos: gosto de ti. ou assim qualquer coisa desse género. mas gosto, caramba!)

Clicks

Johnny Cash - Ring of Fire

Love Is A Burning Thing
And It Makes A Fiery Ring
Bound By Wild Desire
I Fell Into A Ring Of Fire

I Fell Into A Burning Ring Of Fire
I Went Down, Down, Down
And The Flames Went Higher

And It Burns, Burns, Burns
The Ring Of Fire
The Ring Of Fire

I Fell Into A Burning Ring Of Fire
I Went Down, Down, Down
And The Flames Went Higher

And It Burns, Burns, Burns
The Ring Of Fire
The Ring Of Fire

The Taste Of Love Is Sweet
When Hearts Like Ours Meet
I Fell For You Like A Child
Oh, But The Fire Went Wild

I Fell Into A Burning Ring Of Fire
I Went Down, Down, Down
And The Flames Went Higher

And It Burns, Burns, Burns
The Ring Of Fire
The Ring Of Fire

I Fell Into A Burning Ring Of Fire
I Went Down, Down, Down
And The Flames Went Higher

And It Burns, Burns, Burns
The Ring Of Fire
The Ring Of Fire

And It Burns, Burns, Burns
The Ring Of Fire
The Ring Of Fire


(eu admito que gostas mais de Johnny Cash do que eu, e admito também que sabes mais sobre ele, mas eu ganho nesta música)

Otis Redding - Let Me Be Good to You

Baby, let me be good to you
I’ll do anything you want me to
Your love has brought me around
Every time I was feeling down
But I’m so glad you give me everything I got
Now it's my time
Baby, let me be good to you
Now sit in your easy chair
What you want—I’ll bring it there
Even good can be better
Here’s my love on a silver platter
Take it all
Baby, let me be good to you
Here it is—take it all
And don’t be shy
You need your alibi
I want to do it
Baby, let me be good to you
Here it is, girl
I just want you to just take me all
Don’t want you to be shy, Carla
You don’t need no alibi
Baby, let me be good to you
Baby, let me…I want to be good to you


(clicks e festinhas na cara)

LCD Soundsystem - All My Friends

That's how it starts.
We go back to your house.
We check the charts,
And start to figure it out.

And if it's crowded, all the better,
because we know we're gonna be up late.
But if you're worried about the weather
then you picked the wrong place to stay.
That's how it starts.

And so it starts.
You switch the engine on.
We set controls for the heart of the sun,
one of the ways we show our age.

And if the sun comes up, if the sun comes up, if the sun comes up
and I still don't wanna stagger home.
Then it's the memory of our betters
that are keeping us on our feet.

You spent the first five years trying to get with the plan,
and the next five years trying to be with your friends again.

You're talking 45 turns just as fast as you can,
yeah, I know it gets tired, but it's better when we pretend.

It comes apart,
the way it does in bad films.
Except in parts,
when the moral kicks in.

Though when we're running out of the drugs
and the conversation's winding away.
I wouldn't trade one stupid decision
for another five years of lies.

You drop the first ten years just as fast as you can,
and the next ten people who are trying to be polite.
When you're blowing eighty-five days in the middle of France,
Yeah, I know it gets tired only where are your friends tonight?

And to tell the truth.
Oh, this could be the last time.
So here we go,
like a sail's force into the night

And if I made a fool, if I made a fool, if I made a fool
on the road, there's always this.
And if I'm sewn into submission,
I can still come home to this.

And with a face like a dad and a laughable stand,
you can sleep on the plane or review what you said.
When you're drunk and the kids leave impossible tasks
you think over and over, "hey, I'm finally dead."

Oh, if the trip and the plan come apart in your hand,
you look contorted on yourself your ridiculous prop.
You forgot what you meant when you read what you said,
and you always knew you were tired, but then,
where are your friends tonight?

Where are your friends tonight?
Where are your friends tonight?

If I could see all my friends tonight,
If I could see all my friends tonight,
If I could see all my friends tonight,
If I could see all my friends tonight


(perguntaste quanto dava a LCD Soundsystem, e dei 4 ou 5... só? só 4 ou 5?! pensei pôr a música que estava a dar, mas gosto mais desta)