sábado, maio 03, 2008

Puisque

Je Te Le Dis

Jane Birkin /// Le Fabuleux Destin D' Amélie Poulain /// *

quinta-feira, maio 01, 2008

Somewhere

oh my lonesome lover
your love is like a winter star
i feel tired and alone
i must find my beautiful home
somewhere beneath this sky
cause summer is gone
my bones are cold
summer is gone
my shoes are old

Beneath This Sky

i looked for you in everyone
i looked for you in every town
but you are nowhere to be found
i feel tired and alone
i must find my beautiful home
somewhere beneath this sky
cause summer is gone
my bones are cold
summer is gone
my shoes are old

when i'm gone you'll see
you will make up with me
but there won't be
no more you and me

Mazgani /// *

Creep

when you were here before
couldn't look you in the eye
you're just like an angel
your skin makes me cry
you float like a feather
in a beautiful world
i wish i was special
you're so fucking special

but i'm a creep
i'm a weirdo
what the hell am i doing here?
i don't belong here

i don't care if it hurts
i want to have control
i want a perfect body
i want a perfect soul
i want you to notice when i'm not around
you're so fucking special

i wish
i was
special

Creep

but i'm a creep
i'm a weirdo
what the hell i'm doing here?
i don't belong here

she's running out again
she's running out
she runs runs runs

whatever makes you happy
whatever you want
you're so fucking special
i wish i was special

but i'm a creep
i'm a weirdo
what the hell am i doing here?
i don't belong here

i don't
belong
here

Radiohead

quarta-feira, abril 30, 2008

How Sweet I Roam'd

how sweet i roam'd from field to field
and tasted all the summer's pride
'till i the prince of love beheld
who in the sunny beams did glide

he shew'd me lilies for my hair
and blushing roses for my brow
he led me through his gardens fair
where all his golden pleasures grow

From Field To Field

with sweet may dews my wings were wet
and phoebus fir'd my vocal rage
he caught me in his silken net
and shut me in his golden cage

he loves to sit and hear me sing
then, laughing, sports and plays with me
then stretches out my golden wing
and mocks my loss of liberty

William Blake

Mazgani /// *

MyFlyAway

MyFlyAway
it’s only a window
to the world
.
were symbols
sounds and colour
float through
the complexity
of fantasy
.

i hope
for a miracle
but not through
the window
of my blog

Fly

terça-feira, abril 29, 2008

It's Always

sometimes it's hard
to see the change
from where you stand
you wake up in a pool
of your own selfpity
you try hard to lose
whatever dignity
she's left you with

but maybe it's time
to realise that
you're stained
but not weak
calm but not sleak
she's out of your league
it's always been you

Been You

speak out your name
and try to hold a thought
for one damn minute
you told me yourself
you'd all appreciate
a man of thought
cause this is hightrade out
but you would ever have me
do for something new
cause in your own stream
of thought betray
is all you can
desperate man

it`s always been you

Thomas Dybdahl /// *

segunda-feira, abril 28, 2008

All I Want

if i was a flower
growing wild and free
all i'd want is you
to be my sweet honey bee
and if i was a tree
growing tall and greeen
all i'd want is you
to shade me and be my leaves

all i want is you
will you be my bride
take me by the hand
and stand by my side
all i want is you
will you stay with me?
hold me in your arms
and sway me like the sea

if you were a river
in the mountains tall
the rumble of your water
would be my call
if you were the winter
i know I'd be the snow
just as long as you were with me
let the cold winds blow

Is You

if you were a wink
i'd be a nod
if you were a seed
well i'd be a pod
if you were the floor
i'd wanna be the rug
and if you were a kiss
i know i'd be a hug

if you were the wood
i'd be the fire
if you were the love
i'd be the desire
if you were a castle
i'd be your moat
and if you were an ocean
i'd learn to float

all i want is you
will you be my bride
take me by the hand
and stand by my side
all i want is you
will you stay with me?
hold me in your arms
and sway me like the sea

Barry Louis Polisar /// Juno

domingo, abril 27, 2008

Dedicated

while i'm far away from you, my baby
i know it's hard for you, my baby
because it's hard for me, my baby
and the darkest hour is just before dawn

each night before you go to bed, my baby
whisper a little prayer for me my baby
and tell all the stars above
this is dedicated to the one i love

life can never be exactly
like we want it to be
i could be satisfied knowing you love me
but there's one thing
i want you to do especially for me
and it's something that

everybody needs