sábado, dezembro 01, 2007
terça-feira, novembro 27, 2007
The Poem
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
.
.
that you have no love to give her
then she gets you on her wavelength
and she lets the river answer
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
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
.
.
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 blind
and you think maybe you'll trust him
for he's touched your perfect body
with his mind
.
.
Life
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
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 blind
and you know that you can trust her
for she's touched your perfect body
with her mind
.
segunda-feira, novembro 26, 2007
Lady
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
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
domingo, novembro 25, 2007
The Heart Of
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
'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





MILLA JOVOVICH




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