sábado, julho 29, 2006

She Wants Revenge

Title: I Don't Want To Fall In Love
I would like to tell you, I would like to say That I knew that this would happen That things would go this way But I cannot deceive you, this was never planned I know that you're the right girl but do you think that I am the right man? 1...2...3...4,5,6,7, Right face wrong time, she's sweet (But I don't wanna fall in love) Too late, so deep, better run cause (but I don't wanna fall in love) Can't sleep, can't eat, can't think straight ( I don't wanna) You say it's not a problem, You say it's meant to be But love is not an option, our love is never free And things are not so easy, so cold and we've been burned I know that I'll have regrets but that's the price of one more lesson learned 1..2..3...4,5,6,7, Right face wrong time, she's sweet (But I don't wanna fall in love) Too late, so deep, better run cause (but I don't wanna fall in love) Can't sleep, can't eat, can't think straight ( I don't wanna) Right face wrong time, she's sweet (But I don't wanna fall in love) Too late, so deep, better run cause ( I don't wanna fall in love) Right face wrong time, she's sweet (But I don't wanna fall in love) Can't sleep, can't eat, can't think straight ( I don't wanna fall in love)

Por aqui...

quinta-feira, julho 27, 2006

Tenho pena e não respondo

Tenho pena e não respondo. Mas não tenho culpa enfim De que em mim não correspondo Ao outro que amaste em mim. Cada um é muita gente. Para mim sou quem me penso, Para outros - cada um sente O que julga, e é um erro imenso. Ah, deixem-me sossegar. Não me sonhem nem me outrem. Se eu não me quero encontrar, Quererei que outros me encontrem?
Fernando Pessoa

sexta-feira, julho 21, 2006

Bom Dia...

Existem dias nos quais as pessoas simplesmente não se suportam. Um simples bom dia, rotineiro e aprazível, torna-se na mínima desculpa para rosnarmos não só para quem nos fala mas, de preferência, para todo o mundo. Na maioria das vezes rosno. Hoje disse bom dia.

Sonhos em desesperos de causa...

Depois de certos dias, acalma imaginar a vida
por aqui a fazer colares de sementes...

domingo, julho 02, 2006

Analogias de mim IV...

Bandas sonoras...

Every time I think of you I feel shot right through with a bolt of blue It's no problem of mine but it's a problem I find Living a life that I can't leave behind There's no sense in telling me The wisdom of a fool won't set you free But that's the way that it goes And it's what nobody knows While every day my confusion grows Every time I see you falling I get down on my knees and pray I'm waiting for that final moment You'll say the words that I can't say I feel fine and I feel good I'm feeling like I never should Whenever I get this way, I just don't know what to say Why can't we be ourselves like we were yesterday I'm not sure what this could mean I don't think you're what you seem I do admit to myself That if I hurt someone else Then I'll never see just what we're meant to be Every time I see you falling I get down on my knees and pray I'm waiting for that final moment You'll say the words that I can't say

"Nunca tive dúvidas"

Analogias de mim III...

sábado, julho 01, 2006

Contagem Decrescente...

Words like violence Break the silence Come crashing in Into my little world Painful to me Pierce right through me Can't you understand Oh my little girl All I ever wanted All I ever needed Is here in my arms Words are very unnecessary They can only do harm Vows are spoken To be broken Feelings are intense Words are trivial Pleasures remain So does the pain Words are meaningless And forgettable All I ever wanted All I ever needed Is here in my arms Words are very unnecessary They can only do harm Enjoy the silence

Analogias de mim II...

England ... you are going home!

Boa sorte!