segunda-feira, 31 de março de 2008

Pensava que já a tinha posto aqui... Esta música é muito gira. Um bocado "down", porque me lembra sempre o "Donnie Darko"... mas fica na cabeça. (nota-se que tenho um problema com as reticências, não se nota?)

Mad World - Gary Jules

All around me are familiar faces
worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for the daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow

And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It's a very very, mad world, mad world

Children waiting for the day they feel good
Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday
And I feel the way that every child should
Sit and listen, sit and listen
Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me, no one knew me
Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson
Look right through me, look right through me

And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It's a very very, mad world, mad world
Enlarging your world, mad world

domingo, 30 de março de 2008

Este vídeo é interessante... a letra também.

Imitation of life - R.E.M.

Charades, pop skill
Water hyacinth, named by a poet
Imitation of life.
Like a koi in a frozen pond.
Like a goldfish in a bowl.
I don't want to hear you cry.

Thats sugarcane that tasted good.
Thats cinnamon, thats Hollywood.
C'mon, c'mon no one can see you try.

You want the greatest thing
The greatest thing since bread came sliced.
You've got it all, you've got it sized.
Like a Friday fashion show teenager
Freezing in the corner
Trying to look like you don't try.

Thats sugarcane that tasted good.
Thats cinnamon, thats Hollywood.
C'mon, c'mon no one can see you try.

No one can see you cry.

That sugar cane that tasted good.
That freezing rain, that's what you could.
C'mon, c'mon on no one can see you cry.

This sugarcane
This lemonade
This hurricane, I'm not afraid.
C'mon, c'mon no one can see you cry.

This lightning storm
This tidal wave
This avalanche, I'm not afraid.
C'mon, c'mon no one can see me cry.

That sugar cane that tasted good.
That's who you are, that's what you could.
C'mon, c'mon on no one can see you cry.

That sugar cane that tasted good.
That's who you are, that's what you could.
C'mon, c'mon on no one can see you cry.

sábado, 29 de março de 2008

Arrepiei-me todo quando ouvi esta música pela primeira vez.

"E isso é bom ou é mau?"
...

Hide and Seek - Imogen Heap

where are we?
what the hell is going on?
the dust has only just begun to fall
crop circles in the carpet
sinking feeling

spin me round again
and rub my eyes,
this can't be happening
when busy streets a mess with people
would stop to hold their heads - heavy

hide and seek
trains and sewing machines
all those years
they were here first

oily marks appear on walls
where pleasure moments hung before the takeover,
the sweeping insensitivity of this still life

hide and seek
trains and sewing machines (oh, you won't catch me around here)
blood and tears (hearts)
they were here first

Mmmm whacha say,
Mmmm that you only meant well?
well of course you did
Mmmm whacha say,
Mmmm that its all for the best?
Because it is
Mmmm whacha say?
Mmmm that it's just what we need
you decided this
whacha say?
Mmmm what did she say?

ransom notes keep falling out your mouth
mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut outs
speak no feeling no i don't believe you
you don't care a bit,
you don't care a bit

(hide and seek)
ransom notes keep falling out your mouth
mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut outs

(hide and seek)
speak no feeling no i don't believe you
you don't care a bit,
you don't care a (you don't care a) bit

(hide and seek)
oh no, you don't care a bit
oh no, you don't care a bit

(hide and seek)
oh no, you don't care a bit
you don't care a bit
you don't care a bit

sexta-feira, 28 de março de 2008

E é com músicas assim que se entra para a história.

Whole lotta love - Led Zeppelin

You need coolin, baby, Im not foolin,
Im gonna send you back to schoolin,
Way down inside honey, you need it,
Im gonna give you my love,
Im gonna give you my love.

Wanna whole lotta love?
Wanna whole lotta love?
Wanna whole lotta love?
Wanna whole lotta love?

Youve been learnin, baby, I bean learnin,
All them good times, baby, baby, Ive been yearnin,
Way, way down inside honey, you need it,
Im gonna give you my love,
Im gonna give you my love.

Wanna whole lotta love?
Wanna whole lotta love?
Wanna whole lotta love?
Wanna whole lotta love?

(various mumblings and screechings with cool effects)

Youve been coolin, baby, Ive been droolin,
All the good times Ive been misusin,
Way, way down inside, Im gonna give you my love,
Im gonna give you every inch of my love,
Gonna give you my love.
Yeah! all right! lets go!

Wanna whole lotta love?
Wanna whole lotta love?
Wanna whole lotta love?
Wanna whole lotta love?

Way down inside, woman,
You need love.

Shake for me, girl
I wanna be your backdoor man.
Hey, oh, hey, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Keep a-coolin, baby,
Keep a-coolin, baby.

quinta-feira, 27 de março de 2008

O estilo... a panache...

Good Fortune - PJ Harvey

Threw my bad fortune
Of the top of
A tall building
I'd rather have done it with you
Your boy's smile
Five in the morning
Looked into your eyes
And I was really in love

In Chinatown
Hung over
You showed me
Just what I could do
Talking about
Time travel
And the meaning
Just what it was worth

And I feel like
Some bird of paradise
My bad fortune slipping away
And I feel the
Innocence of a child
Everybody's got something good to say

Things I once thought
Unbelievable
In my life
Have all taken place
When we walked through
Little Italy
I saw my reflection
Come right of your face

I paint pictures
To remember
You're too beautiful
To put into words
Like a gypsy
You dance in circles
All around me
And all over the world

And I feel like
Some bird of paradise
My bad fortune slipping away
And I feel the
Innocence of a child
Everybody's got something good to say

So I take my
Good fortune
And I fantasize
Of our leaving
Like some modern-day
Gypsy landslide
Like some modern day
Bonnie and Clyde

On the run again
On the run again

quarta-feira, 26 de março de 2008

E porque não?

Crystal Ball - Keane

Who is the man I see
where I'm supposed to be?
I lost my heart, I buried it too deep
under the iron sea.

Oh, crystal ball, crystal ball,
Save us all, tell me life is beautiful,
Mirror, mirror on the wall.

Lines ever more unclear,
Not sure I'm even here,
The more I look the more I think that I'm
starting to disappear.

Oh, crystal ball, crystal ball,
Save us all, tell me life is beautiful,
Mirror, mirror on the wall.
Oh, crystal ball, hear my song,
I'm fading out, everything I know is wrong,
So put me where I belong.

I don't know where I am,
and I don't really care,
I look myself in the eye,
there's no one there.
I fall upon the earth,
I call upon the air,
but all I get is the same old vacant stare.

Oh, crystal ball, crystal ball,
Save us all, tell me life is beautiful,
Mirror, mirror on the wall.
Oh, crystal ball, hear my song,
I'm fading out, everything I know is wrong,
So put me where I belong.

terça-feira, 25 de março de 2008

Mais uma... e tão bem feitinha que ela está...

Jardim - Tiago Bettencourt

Quero-te regar, minha flor.
Quero cuidar de ti.
Deixa-me entrar no jardim,
Deixa-me voltar a dormir.

Quero-te regar, minha flor,
Dar-te de novo a paz que perdi.
Quero desvendar a parte triste que há em ti.
Deixa-me existir no espaço novo que acordaste em mim.

E não vês que é de nós o jardim que se fez
Não vês que é para nós o jardim que nos faz em olhar
Que este frio faz tremer quem fica
E faz voltar o que tens e que é meu

Não vês que é de nós o jardim que se fez
Não vês que é para nós o jardim que nos faz em olhar
Que este frio faz tremer quem fica
E faz voltar o que tens e que é meu

Porque é meu...
Porque é meu.

segunda-feira, 24 de março de 2008

Excelente...

Pertencer - Xutos e Pontapés ft. Oioai

Desapareço a vapor
fico fechado ao lado
sentindo-me só
passando despercebido

À garrafa agarrado
o meu nome é ...
Desapareço ao teu lado
de fora fico a ver

As pessoas para onde vão?
Dentro dos autocarros
levados são levados
Comida por liberdade

O meu nome é João e vivo ao teu lado
O meu nome é Yuri do continente gelado
O meu numero é zero nesta democracia
Deixa-me pertencer eu quero pertencer-te

domingo, 23 de março de 2008

Se depender deste sr... a música portuguesa tem futuro...

Kiss me, oh kiss me - David Fonseca

So when the fight is over
and the storm is through
Now will you pick another
what will you get into?
So you stand in the corner
with those boxing gloves on you
you're all scared and lonely
Yeah, we've all been there too

Kiss me, kiss me
if that can make it great
try me, defy me
just throw them on me
those failed expectations,
floods and aflictions
you're through
'cus I just might
take them home with me

And the cracks in the pavement
Yeah we've all fell there before
and bones built into skeletons
we've all been through that door

Kiss me, oh kiss me
if that can make it great
try me, defy me
just throw them on me
those failed expectations,
floods and aflictions
you're through
'cus I just might

Kiss me, Kiss me
well that make things right
try me, defy me
just throw them on me
those failed expectations,
floods and aflictions
you're through
'cus I just might..
I just might
take you home with me

Kiss me, oh kiss me
We've all been there too
We've all been there too

sábado, 22 de março de 2008

Fenomenal...

Valsa de um homem carente - Jorge Palma

Se alguma vez te parecer
ouvir coisas sem sentido
não ligues, sou eu a dizer
que quero ficar contigo
e apenas obedeço
com as artes que conheço
ao princípio activo
que rege desde o começo
e mantém o mundo vivo

Se alguma vez me vires fazer
figuras teatrais
dignas dum palhaço pobre
sou eu a dançar a mais nobre
das danças nupciais
vê minhas plumas cardeais
em todo o seu esplendor
sou eu, sou eu, nem mais
a suplicar o teu amor

É a dança mais pungente
mão atrás e outra à frente
valsa de um homem carente
mão atrás e outra à frente
valsa de um homem carente

sexta-feira, 21 de março de 2008

Gosto muito esta...

Mercy - Duffy

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

I love you
But I gotta stay true
My moral’s got me on my knees
I’m begging please
Stop playing games

I don’t know what this is
But you got me good
Just like you knew you would
I don’t know what you do
But you do it well
I’m under your spell

You got me begging you for mercy
Why won’t you release me
You got me begging you for mercy
Why won’t you release me
I said you better release me

Now you think that I
Will be some thing on the side
But you got to understand
That I need a man
Who can take my hand, yes I do

I don’t know what this is
But you got me good
Just like you knew you would
I don’t know what you do
But you do it well
I’m under your spell

You got me begging you for mercy
Why won’t you release me
You got me begging you for mercy
Why won’t you release me
I said you better release me

I’m begging you for mercy
Just why won’t you release me
I’m begging you for mercy
You got me begging
You got me begging
You got me begging

Mercy
Why won’t you release me
I’m begging you for mercy
Why wont you release me
You got me begging you for mercy
I’m begging you for mercy
I’m begging you for mercy
I’m begging you for mercy
I’m begging you for mercy
Why won’t you release me
Bring it on

Mercy
Begging you for mercy
You got me begging
Down on my knees
I said mercy
Begging you for mercy
You got me begging

quinta-feira, 20 de março de 2008

Esta música é tão bonita... o Rui Veloso é o "berdadeiro" artista.

Primeiro Beijo - Cabeças no Ar

Recebi o teu bilhete
Para ir ter ao jardim
A tua caixa de segredos
Queres abri-la para mim

E tu não vais fraquejar
Ninguém vai saber de nada
Juro não me vou gabar
A minha boca é sagrada

De estar mesmo atrás de ti
Ver-te da minha carteira
Sei de cor o teu cabelo
Sei o champôo a que cheira

Já não como já não durmo
E eu caia se te minto
Haverá gente informada
Se é amor tudo o que sinto

Quero o meu primeiro beijo
Não quero ficar impune
E dizer-te cara a cara
Muito mais é o que nos une
Que aquilo que nos separa

Promete lá outro encontro
Foi tão fugaz que nem deu
Para ver como era o fogo
Que a tua boca prometeu

Pensava que a tua língua
Sabia à flor do jasmim
Sabe a chicla de mentol
E eu gosto dela assim

Quero o meu primeiro beijo
Não quero ficar impune
E dizer-te cara a cara
Muito mais é o que nos une
Que aquilo que nos separa

quarta-feira, 19 de março de 2008

Hoje esta senhora foi cantar ao Pavilhão Atlântico. Este foi o primeiro single que eu ouvi.

Fallin' - Alicia Keys

I keep on fallin'... in--- love with you
Sometimes I love ya, sometimes you make me blue
Sometimes I feel good, At times I feel used
Lovin' you darlin', makes me so confused

I keep on fallin', in and out of love with you
I never loved someone the way that i'm lovin' you

Oh Oh, I.... never felt this way
How do you give me so much pleasure,
cause me so much pain,
'Cause when I
think I'm taking
more than would a fool I start
fallin' back in love with you.

I keep on fallin', in and out of love witha you
I never loved someone the way that i'm lovin' you

Oh baby
I,I,I,I'm
Fa-a-allin'
I,I,I,I'm
Fa-a-allin'
Fall,fall,fa-a-a-allin'x2

O-o-o-o-oh

I keep on fallin', in and out of love witha you
I never loved someone the way that i'm lovin' you

I'm fallin', in and out of love witha you
I never loved someone the way that i'm lovin' you

I'm fallin', in and out of love witha you
I never loved someone the way that i'm lovin' you

what.

terça-feira, 18 de março de 2008

Os canadianos têm este tipo a cantar a música do Spider-Man. Cá o tema da Abelha Maia é cantado pela...Ágata. Enfim...

Spiderman - Michael Buble

Spider-Man, Spider-Man,
Does whatever a spider can
Spins a web, any size,
Catches thieves just like flies
Look Out!
Here comes the Spider-Man.

Is he strong?
Listen bud,
He's got radioactive blood.
Can he swing from a thread?
Take a look overhead
Hey, there
There goes the Spider-Man.

In the chill of night
At the scene of a crime
Like a streak of light
He arrives just in time.

Spider-Man, Spider-Man
Friendly neighborhood Spider-Man
Wealth and fame
He's ignored
Action is his reward
Look Out!
Here comes the Spider-Man.

WATCH OUT MR. HOTSHOT!

In the chill of night
At the scene of a crime
Like a streak of light
He arrives just in time.

Spider-Man, Spider-Man
Friendly neighborhood Spider-Man
Wealth and fame
He's ignored
Action is his reward

To him, life is a great big bang up
Whenever there's a hang up
You'll find the Spider man.

segunda-feira, 17 de março de 2008

Não me apetece dizer nada sobre esta música. Digam vocês...

1979- The Smashing Pumpkins

Shakedown 1979
Cool kids never have the time
On a live wire right up off the street
You and I should meet
Junebug skipping like a stone
With the headlights pointed at the dawn
We were sure we'd never see an end to it all

And I don't even care to shake these zipper blues
And we don't know
Just where our bones will rest
To dust I guess
Forgotten and absorbed into the earth below

Double cross the vacant and the bored
They're not sure just what we have in store
Morphine city slippin' dues down to see

That we don't even care as restless as we are
We feel the pull in the land of a thousand guilts
And poured cement, lamented and assured
To the lights and towns below
Faster than the speed of sound
Faster than we thought we'd go
Beneath the sound of hope

Justine never knew the rules,
Hung down with the freaks and the ghouls
No apologies ever need be made
I know you better than you fake it to see

That we don't even care to shake these zipper blues
And we don't know just where our bones will rest
To dust I guess
Forgotten and absorbed into the earth below
The street heats the urgency of now
As you see there's no one around

domingo, 16 de março de 2008

Grande música...

Loser - Beck

In the time of chimpanzees I was a monkey
Butane in my veins and I’m out to cut the junkie
With the plastic eyeballs, spray-paint the vegetables
Dog food stalls with the beefcake pantyhose
Kill the headlights and put it in neutral
Stock car flamin’ with a loser and the cruise control
Baby’s in reno with the vitamin d
Got a couple of couches, sleep on the love-seat
Someone came in sayin’ I’m insane to complain
About a shotgun wedding and a stain on my shirt
Don’t believe everything that you breathe
You get a parking violation and a maggot on your sleeve
So shave your face with some mace in the dark
Savin’ all your food stamps and burnin’ down the trailer park

Yo. cut it.

Soy un perdedor
I’m a loser baby, so why don’t you kill me?

(double barrel buckshot)
Soy un perdedor
I’m a loser baby, so why don’t you kill me?

Forces of evil on a bozo nightmare
Ban all the music with a phony gas chamber
’cuz one’s got a weasel and the other’s got a flag
One’s on the pole, shove the other in a bag
With the rerun shows and the cocaine nose-job
The daytime crap of the folksinger slob
He hung himself with a guitar string
A slab of turkey-neck and it’s hangin’ from a pigeon wing
You can’t write if you can’t relate
Trade the cash for the beef for the body for the hate
And my time is a piece of wax fallin’ on a termite
who's chokin’ on the splinters

Soy un perdedor
I’m a loser baby, so why don’t you kill me?
(get crazy with the cheese whiz)
Soy un perdedor
I’m a loser baby, so why don’t you kill me?
(drive-by body-pierce)
(yo bring it on down)
Soooooooyy....

?em llik uoy t'nod yhw os ,ybab resol a m'I rodedrep nu yoS
[You can hear hear it if you reverse it.]

(I’m a driver, I’m a winner; things are gonna change I can feel it)

Soy un perdedor
I’m a loser baby, so why don’t you kill me?
(I can’t believe you)
Soy un perdedor
I’m a loser baby, so why don’t you kill me?
Soy un perdedor
I’m a loser baby, so why don’t you kill me?
(Sprechen Sie Deutsch hier, Baby!)
Soy un perdedor
I’m a loser baby, so why don’t you kill me?
(know what I’m sayin’? )

sábado, 15 de março de 2008

Há quem faça apostas sobre a data da sua morte... por mim, que viva muito tempo...

Tears dry on their own - Amy Winehouse

All I'll can ever be to you
Is a darkness that we knw,
And this regret I got accustomed to.
Once it was so right
When we were at our high,
Waiting for you in the hotel at night.
I knew I hadn't met my match,
But every moment we could snatch,
I don't know why I got so attached.
It's my responsibility,
And you don't owe nothing to me,
But to walk away I have no capacity.

He walks away,
The sun goes down,
He takes the day but I'm grown
And in your way,
In this blue shade
My tears dry on their own.

I don't understand,
Why do I stress a man,
When there's so many bigger things at hand.
We could've never had it all,
We had to hit a wall,
So this is an inevitable withdrawal.
Even if I stop wanting you
And perspective pushes true,
I'll be some next man's other woman soon.
I couldn't play myself again,
I should just be my own best friend,
Not fuck myself in the head with stupid men.

He walks away,
The sun goes down,
He takes the day but I'm grown
And in your way,
In this blue shade
My tears dry on their own.

So we are history,
Your shadow covers me,
The sky above
A blaze

He walks away,
The sun goes down,
He takes the day but I'm grown
And in your way,
In this blue shade
My tears dry on their own.

I wish I could say no regrets,
And no emotional debts,
Cause as we kiss goodbye the sun sets.

So we are history,
Your shadow covers me,
The sky above a blaze that only lovers see.

He walks away,
The sun goes down,
He takes the day but I'm grown
And in your way,
In my blue shade
My tears dry on their own.

He walks away,
The sun goes down,
He takes the day but I am grown
And in your way,
My deep shade,
My tears dry on their own.

He walks away,
The sun goes down,
He takes the day but I'm grown
And in your way,
My deep shade,
My tears dry...

sexta-feira, 14 de março de 2008

Esta música data de 1965 e já passou por tantas vozes... aqui fica a versão deste trio...

Feeling good - Muse

Birds flying high
You know how I feel
Sun in the sky
You know how I feel
Reeds driftin' on by
You know how I feel
It's a new dawn
It's a new day
It's a new life
For me
And I'm feeling good

Fish in the sea
You know how I feel
River running free
You know how I feel
Blossom in the tree
You know how I feel
It's a new dawn
It's a new day
It's a new life
For me
And I'm feeling good

Dragonfly out in the sun you know what I mean, don't you know
Butterflies all havin' fun you know what I mean
Sleep in peace when the day is done
And this old world is a new world
And a bold world
For me

Stars when you shine
You know how I feel
Scent of the pine
You know how I feel
Yeah freedom is mine
And I know how I feel
It's a new dawn
It's a new day
It's a new life
For me

And I'm feeling good

quinta-feira, 13 de março de 2008

Há gente muito mázinha neste mundo... onde já se viu deixar os srs. às escuras...
Mas a mocinha (não sei como se chama) é gira...

Right here in my arms - HIM

She is smiling like heaven's down on Earth
And sun is shining so bright on her
And all her wishes have finally come true
And her heart is weeping
'Cause happiness is killing her.
It's true,
She's in love

She'll be right here in my arms,
So in love,
She'll be right here in these arms
She can't let go.

She'll be right here in my arms,
So in love,
She'll be right here in these arms
She can't let go.

So hard she's trying
But her heart won't turn to stone... oh no.
And she keeps on crying
'Cause I won't leave her alone,
She'll never be alone...

She'll be right here in my arms,
So in love,
She'll be right here in these arms
She can't let go.

She'll be right here in my arms,
So in love,
She'll be right here in these arms
She can't let go.

quarta-feira, 12 de março de 2008

'Tá giro,sim sr... 'tá giro...

1234 - Feist

One Two Three Four
Tell me that you love me more
Sleepless long nights
That is what my youth was for

Oh teenage hopes arrive at your door
Left you with nothing but they want some more

Oh,oh,oh
You're changing your heart
Oh,oh,oh
You know who you are

Sweetheart bitterheart now I can't tell you apart
Cosy and cold, put the horse before the cart

Those teenage hopes with tears in their eyes
Too scared to own up to one little lie

Oh,oh,oh
You're changing your heart
Oh,oh,oh
You know who you are

One, two, three, four, five, six, nine, and ten
Money can't buy you back the love that you had then
One, two, three, four, five, six, nine, and ten
Money can't buy you back the love that you had then

Oh,oh,oh
You're changing your heart
Oh,oh,oh
You know who you are
Oh,oh,oh
You're changing your heart
Oh,oh,oh
You know who you are
Who you are

Oh, For the teenage boys
They're breaking your heart
For the teenage boys
They're breaking your heart

terça-feira, 11 de março de 2008

Sim senhor...

Chasing Cars - Snow Patrol

We'll do it all
Everything
On our own
We don't need
Anything
Or anyone

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

I don't quite know
How to say
How I feel

Those three words
I said too much
They're not enough

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

Forget what we're told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden that's bursting into life

Let's waste time
Chasing cars
Around our heads

I need your grace
to remind me
to find my own

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

Forget what we're told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden that's bursting into life

All that I am
All that I ever was
Is here in your perfect eyes, they're all I can see

I don't know where
Confused about how as well
Just know that these things will never change for us at all

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

segunda-feira, 10 de março de 2008

Este homem é um artista.

You and I both - Jason Mraz

Was it you who spoke the words that things would happen but not to me
Oh things are gonna happen naturally
Oh taking your advice I'm looking on the bright side
And balancing the whole thing
But often times those words get tangled up in lines
And the bright lights turn to night
Until the dawn it brings
Another day to sing about the magic that was you and me

Cause you and I both loved
What you and I spoke of
And others just read of
Others only read of the love, the love that I love.

See I'm all about them words
Over numbers, unencumbered numbered words
Hundreds of pages, pages, pages forwards
More words then I had ever heard and I feel so alive

You and I, you and I
Not so little you and I anymore
And with this silence brings a moral story
More importantly evolving is the glory of a boy

Cause you and I both loved
What you and I spoke of
And others just dream of
And if you could see me now
Well I'm almost finally out of
I'm finally out of
Finally deedeedeedee
Well I'm almost finally, finally
Well I'm free, oh, I'm free

And it's okay if you have go away
Oh just remember the telephone works both ways
And if I never ever hear them ring
If nothing else I'll think the bells inside
Have finally found you someone else and that's okay
Cause I'll remember everything you sang

Cause you and I both loved what you and I spoke of
and others just read of and if you could see now
well I'm almost finally out of.
I'm finally out of, finally, deedeeededede
well I'm almost finally, finally, finally out of words.

domingo, 9 de março de 2008

Esta música tem uma letra esquisita... mas os GNR também não podem cantar coisas que tenham um sentido directo.

Luz vaga - Mesa ft. GNR

Luz vaga
luz vesga
a tua cruz
Já não sai
da cama a minha luz
Da sala, do quarto.

Pilha a palavra
Troca a quantidade do
Assunto modal
A tensão está normal
O lábio fora da boca
A boca fora do mal

Os teus olhos
não são de gente
O teu ar foge para cima.
Tens a perna no cimento,
tens a mão no pensamento.

Ciclope, cicloturismo
Na parte de fora
na nesga do abismo
Imaginário que remete, para onde
ainda não fui.

Convite ao universo
Com a tua própria câmara
Fecho a luz num olho
Prego a tábua à sensação.

Som da casa, quando não estás.

Dancei para te ver aqui,
eu sei que nada mais pode me ajudar.
É do nono andar?
Sim, quis pedir ajuda, mas a língua estava morta.
Sei lá! Parei de olhar,
tenho uma corda acesa,
prestes a queimar.
Não és capaz de me levar a sério.
Vou saltar em teu lugar.

Sei que nada mais pode me ajudar.

Atrasa o passo
Leva o lenço à boca
Fica na mira do choque frontal
Não é doença é um animal
Um ruído feito no acto de fingir
seres mau, mesmo a dormir.

Dancei para te ver aqui,
eu sei que nada mais pode me ajudar.
É do nono andar?
Sim, quis pedir ajuda, mas a língua estava morta.
Sei lá! Parei de olhar,
tenho uma corda acesa,
prestes a queimar.
Não és capaz de me levar a sério.
Vou saltar em teu lugar.

sábado, 8 de março de 2008

Os clássicos vivem para sempre...

(I can't get no) Satisfaction - The Rolling Stones

I can’t get no satisfaction,
I can’t get no satisfaction.
’cause I try and I try and I try and I try.
I can’t get no, I can’t get no.

When I’m drivin’ in my car
And that man comes on the radio
And he’s tellin’ me more and more
About some useless information
Supposed to fire my imagination.
I can’t get no, oh no no no.
Hey hey hey, that’s what I say.

I can’t get no satisfaction,
I can’t get no satisfaction.
’cause I try and I try and I try and I try.
I can’t get no, I can’t get no.

When I’m watchin’ my tv
And that man comes on to tell me
How white my shirts can be.
Well he can’t be a man ’cause he doesn’t smoke
The same cigarettes as me.
I can’t get no, oh no no no.
Hey hey hey, that’s what I say.

I can’t get no satisfaction,
I can’t get no girl with action.
’cause I try and I try and I try and I try.
I can’t get no, I can’t get no.

When I’m ridin’ round the world
And I’m doin’ this and I’m signing that
And I’m tryin’ to make some girl
Who tells me baby better come back later next week
’cause you see I’m on losing streak.
I can’t get no, oh no no no.
Hey hey hey, that’s what I say.

I can’t get no, I can’t get no,
I can’t get no satisfaction,
No satisfaction, no satisfaction, no satisfaction

sexta-feira, 7 de março de 2008

Um original de John Lennon, revisitado. Letra fantástica e cheia de significado. (Raios partam a censura...)

Working Class hero - Green Day

As soon as you're born they make you feel small
By giving you no time instead of it all
Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

They hurt you at home and they hit you at school
They hated your clever and despised a fool
Till you're so fucking crazy you can't follow their rules
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

When they've tortured and scared you for twenty hard years
Then they expect you to pick a career
When you can't really function you're so full of fear
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
[Working Class Hero lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com]


Keep you doped with religion and sex and TV
And you think you're so clever and classless and free
But you're still fucking peasants as far as I can see
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

There's room at the top they are telling you still
But first you must learn how to smile as you kill
If you want to be like all the folks on the hill
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

If you want to be a hero well just follow me
If you want to be a hero well just follow me

quinta-feira, 6 de março de 2008

"The most loneliest day of my life" não é lá muito correcto no que diz respeito à gramática... mas na minha opinião o Daron Malakian queria enfatizar que aquele dia foi, de facto, extremamente solitário (Não me refiro ao jogo de cartas, mas ao outro solitário... quer dizer, pensando bem...).

Lonely day - System of a Down

Such a lonely day
And it's mine
The most loneliest day in my life

Such a lonely day
Should be banned
It's a day that I can't stand

The most loneliest day of my life
The most loneliest day of my life

Such a lonely day
Shouldn't exist
It's a day that I'll never miss

Such a lonely day
And it's mine
The most loneliest day of my life

And if you go,
I wanna go with you
And if you die,
I wanna die with you
Take your hand and walk away

The most loneliest day of my life
The most loneliest day of my life
The most loneliest day of my life

Such a lonely day
And it's mine
It's a day that I'm glad I survived

quarta-feira, 5 de março de 2008

Este gajo é altamente.

Laid - James

This bed is on fire
With passion and love
The neighbors complain about the noises above
But she only comes when she's on top

My therapist said not to see you no more
She said you're like a disease without any cure
She said I'm so obsessed that I'm becoming a bore, oh no
Ah, you think you're so pretty

Caught your hand inside the till
Slammed your fingers in the door
Fought with kitchen knives and skewers
Dressed me up in women's clothes
Messed around with gender roles
Dye my eyes and call me pretty

Moved out of the house, so you moved next door
I locked you out, you cut a hole in the wall
I found you sleeping next to me, I thought I was alone
You're driving me crazy, when are you coming home

Laid
Laid
...

terça-feira, 4 de março de 2008

O tipo parece estar (leia-se "está") todo pedrado ou é só impressão minha?

Last nite - The Strokes

Last night, she said:
"Oh, baby, I feel so down.
Oh it turns me off,
When I feel left out"

So I walked out:
"Oh, baby, don't care no more
I know this for sure,
I'm walkin' out that door"

Well, I've been in town for just about fifteen minutes now
And Baby, I feel so down
And I don't know why
I keep walkin' for miles

See, people they don't understand
No, girlfriends, they can't understand
Your Grandsons, they won't understand
On top of this, I ain't ever gonna understand...

Last night, she said:
"Oh, baby, don't feel so down.
Oh, it turns me off,
When I feel left out"

So I, I turn 'round:
"Oh, baby, gonna be alright"
It was a great big lie
'Cause I left that night, yeah

Oh, people they don't understand
No, girlfriends, they won't understand
Your grandsons, they won't understand
And me, I ain't ever gonna understand...

Last night, she said:
"Oh, baby, I feel so down.
See, it turns me off,
When I feel left out"

So I, I turn 'round:
"Oh, little girl, I don't care no more.
I know this for sure,
I'm walking out that door," yeah

segunda-feira, 3 de março de 2008

Track 367 - The silence...

Confesso, não sou grande fã deles... mas gosto desta.

Ok, do you want something simple? - The Gift

Ok! Do you want something simple?
Ok! Do you want something simple?
Ok! Do you want something simple?
Ok! Do you want something simple?
The news, do you want something simple?
The look, do you want something simple?
The letters, do you want something simple?
The jokes, do you want something simple?
The games, do you want something simple?
The nights, do you want something simple?
The boys, do you want something simple?
The girls, do you want something simple?
The words, do you want something simple?
The friends, do you want something simple?
The rest, do you want something simple?
And sex, do you want something simple?

Why can't you understand, how I'm feeling now?
Why don't feel me, why can't you understand?
Please open your hand when you don't know how to do,
You want my life, but you've just said no more,
Everything is just my fault, the life well done,
I can't understand you more yeah,
And I can't understand you more.

Ok! Do you want something simple?
Ok! Do you want something simple?
Ok! Do you want something simple?
Ok! Do you want something simple?
The films, do you want something simple?
The songs, do you want something simple?
And love, do you want something simple?
The drinks, do you want something simple?
Art pop, do you want something simple?
TV, do you want something simple?
The silence...

Why can you decide how I'm feeling now?
Your heart is following mine,
Behind this sacrifice, can't you see the words?
Can't you see the things? Well I can go on,
Why don't you find another why?
Everything looks like a crash,
When I used to fall,
I can understand you more yeah,
And I can understand you more,
And you cry?
And your heart goes, cry?
And your city, why?
Can't you feel? Can't you see?
What is happening to me?
All the thinking time,
All the love you gave it to me,
Gave it to me, I can understand you,
Why? Why this happen? Why?
Can't you see I'm selling lies?
Sitting at a table, why?
Why you want my life?
Why do you want me yeah?
And I can understand you,
And I can understand you, I can,
What is happening to me?
What is happening?
Can't you see now?
Can't you see now?
Can't you see?

I can understand you, why?
What is happening to us?

This song is too simple,
This song is too simple,
This song...

domingo, 2 de março de 2008

Vá lá, bem-dispostinha... :p

Vou deixar - Skank

Vou deixar a vida me levar
Pra onde ela quiser
Estou no meu lugar
Você já sabe onde é...

Não conte o tempo por nós dois
Pois a qualquer hora
Posso estar de volta
Depois que a noite terminar...

Vou deixar a vida me levar
Pra onde ela quiser
Seguir a direção
De uma estrela qualquer...

Não quero hora pra voltar
Não!
Conheço bem a solidão
Me solta!
E deixa a sorte me buscar...

Nananã!
Eu já estou na sua estrada
Sozinho, não enxergo nada
Mas vou ficar aqui
Até que o dia amanheça
Vou esquecer de mim
E você se puder
Não me esqueça...

Vou deixar o coração bater
Na madrugada sem fim
Deixar o sol te ver
Ajoelhada por mim
Sim!...

Não tenho hora pra voltar
Não!
Eu agradeço tanto a sua escolta
Mas deixa a noite terminar...

Eu já estou na sua estrada
Sozinho, não enxergo nada
Mas vou ficar aqui
Até que o dia amanheça
Vou esquecer de mim
E você se puder
Não me esqueça...

Não, não, não quero hora
Pra voltar, não
Conheço bem a solidão
Me solta!
E deixa a sorte me buscar
Não, não, não tenho hora
Pra voltar, não
Eu agradeço tanto a sua escolta
Mas deixa a noite terminar...

sábado, 1 de março de 2008

Não, infelizmente não é caso... mas é sempre bom :)

Dia de S. Receber - Xutos e Pontapés

Embora falar da arte
Da arte de sobreviver
Daquela que se descobre
Quando não há que comer
Há os que roubam ao banco
Os que não pagam por prazer
Os que pedem emprestado
E os que fazem render

Este dia a dia é duro
É duro de se levar
É de casa pró trabalho
E do trabalho pró lar

Leva assim uma vida
Na boínha sem pensar
Mas há-de chegar o dia
Em que tens de me pagar

Ai é o dia
De S. Receber

Dia de S. Receber

Já não chega o que nos
Tiram à hora de pagar
É difícil comer solas
Estufadas ao jantar
De histórias mal contadas
Anda meio mundo a viver
Enquanto o outro meio
Fica à espera de receber

Ai é o dia de S. Receber
Dia de S. Receber

Ai a minha vida
Ai a minha vida

É assim esta diálise
Entre o deve e o haver
Sei que para o patrão custa
Enfrentar este dever
O dinheiro para mim não conta
Eu trabalho por prazer
Mas o dia que eu mais gosto
É o dia de S. Receber

Fevereiro - Resumo