sábado, dezembro 01, 2007

Ladies & Gentlemen...

MILLA JOVOVICH

Gentleman

reaching over
life to life
feeling sugared skin
my poor baby
kissed him so
to ashamed to lift his chin

a voice is speaking
he's the prophet
blinded by the light
a heart is breaking
i can hear it
dropped when gone
beyond my sight

Who

hey there, mr. talk too much
what's in store for us now?

i don't know how to speak to you
i don't know how to trust you
i don't kow how to live for you
i don't know how to love you
the gentleman who fell
before the court

Fell

i feel your closeness
like a shotgun
a chill within my soul
i touch your finger
know your darkness
your passion takes its' toll

can't see that this talk is cheap
let the suffering go

Milla Jovovich

Satellite

satellites gone
up to the sky
things like that drive me
out of my mind

i watched it for a little while
i love to watch things on tv

satellite of love

Of

satellites gone
way up to mars
soon it will be filled, baby
with parking cars

i watched it for a little while
i love to watch things on tv

satellite of love

Love

monday, tuesday, thursday, friday
monday, tuesday, wednessday, friday

satellites gone
up to the sky
things like that drive me
out of my mind

i watched it for a little while
i love to watch things on tv

satellite of love

Milla Jovovich /// The Million Dollar Hotel /// *

terça-feira, novembro 27, 2007

The Music Of My Life

THE MUSIC OF MY LIFE

THE POEM OF MY LIFE

With

A Great Movie

ONCE UPON A TIME IN AMERICA

A Great Photographer

GRAÇA LOUREIRO

The Poem

suzanne takes you down
to her place near the river
you can hear the boats go by
you can spend the night beside her
and you know that she's half crazy
but that's why you want to be there
and she feeds you tea and oranges
that come all the way from china
.
and just when you mean to tell her
that you have no love to give her
then she gets you on her wavelength
and she lets the river answer
that you've always been her lover
.
and you want to travel with her
and you want to travel blind
and you know that she will trust you
for you've touched her perfect body
with your mind
.

Of My

and jesus was a sailor
when he walked upon the water
and he spent a long time watching
from his lonely wooden tower
and when he knew for certain
only drowning men could see him
.
he said "all men will be sailors then
until the sea shall free them"
but he himself was broken
long before the sky would open
forsaken, almost human
he sank beneath your wisdom
like a stone
.
and you want to travel with him
and you want to travel blind
and you think maybe you'll trust him
for he's touched your perfect body
with his mind
.

Life

now suzanne takes your hand
and she leads you to the river
she is wearing rags and feathers
from salvation army counters
and the sun pours down like honey
on our lady of the harbour
.
and she shows you where to look
among the garbage and the flowers
there are heroes in the seaweed
there are children in the morning
they are leaning out for love
and they will lean that way forever
while suzanne holds the mirror
.
and you want to travel with her
and you want to travel blind
and you know that you can trust her
for she's touched your perfect body
with her mind
.

Suzanne /// Once Upon A Time In America /// *

Leonard Cohen


segunda-feira, novembro 26, 2007

Lady

i came by myself to a very crowded place
i was looking for someone who had lines in her face
i found her there but she was past all concern
i asked her to hold me, i said, "Lady, unfold me"
but she scorned me and she told me
i was dead and i could never return
.
well, i argued all night like so many have before
saying, "whatever you give me, i seem to need so much more"
then she pointed at me where i kneeled on her floor
she said, "don't try to use me or slyly refuse me
just win me or lose me, it is this that the darkness is for"

Midnight

i cried, "oh, lady midnight, i fear that you grow old
the stars eat your body and the wind makes you cold"
"if we cry now," she said, "it will just be ignored"
so i walked through the morning
sweet early morning
.
i could hear my lady calling
you've won me, you've won me, my lord
yes, you've won me, you've won me, my lord
ah, you've won me
you've won me, my lord

Leonard Cohen /// *

domingo, novembro 25, 2007

The Heart Of

well you gassed her up
behind the wheel
with your arm around your sweet one
in your oldsmobile
barrelin' down the boulevard
you're looking for the heart of saturday night

and you got paid on friday
and your pockets are jinglin'
and you see the lights
you get all tinglin' cause you're cruisin' with a 6
and you're looking for the heart of saturday night

then you comb your hair
shave your face
tryin' to wipe out ev'ry trace
all the other days
in the week you know that this'll be the saturday
you're reachin' your peak

stoppin' on the red
you're goin' on the green
'cause tonight'll be like nothin'
you've ever seen
and you're barrelin' down the boulevard
lookin' for the heart of saturday night

tell me is the crack of the poolballs, neon buzzin?
telephone's ringin', it's your second cousin
is it the barmaid that's smilin' from the corner of her eye?
magic of the melancholy tear in your eye

Saturday Night

makes it kind of quiver down in the core
'cause you're dreamin' of them saturdays that came before
and now you're stumblin'
you're stumblin' onto the heart of saturday night

well you gassed her up
and you're behind the wheel
with your arm around your sweet one
in your Oldsmobile
barrellin' down the boulevard
you're lookin' for the heart of saturday night

is the crack of the poolballs, neon buzzin?
telephone's ringin', it's your second cousin
and the barmaid is smilin' from the corner of her eye
magic of the melancholy tear in your eye

makes it kind of special down in the core
and you're dreamin' of them saturdays that came before
it's found you stumblin'
stumblin' onto the heart of saturday night
and you're stumblin'
stumblin onto the heart of saturday night

Tom Waits /// Inventing The Abbotts /// *