sábado, 12 de julho de 2008



But sometimes,
things aren't exactly how you always imagined. They are even better.

---Amanda Bynes in What a girl Wants ---



Quando estão juntos satisfaz-se em fitá-la, em ouvi-la, em observar-lhe as pupilas e o movimento dos lábios a um metro de distância dos seus olhos.Enquanto fala com ele Mariana pertence-lhe.


---José António Saraiva, O Último Verão na Ria Formosa---


quarta-feira, 9 de julho de 2008

Choose love







I choose to hide, but I look for you all the time
I choose to run, but I'm begging for you to come
I wanna breake, but I know that you can't take
I stay a while, to be sure that you by my side
Ohhh
Don't look at me, just look inside 'cause I can go through
Tell me are you going tired, of what I've don't do
I wanna see I wanna fight, 'cause I don't feel scared
Honey if you care
I choose to find, things that you left behind
I choose to stay, but I can take you anywhere
I wanna stay, but my soul lives you anyway
Can close the door, and love could you give me more
Don't look at me, just look inside 'cause I can go trough
Tell me are you going tired, of what I've don't do
I wanna see I wanna fight, 'cause I don't feel scared
Honey if you care
Choose love, choose love, love, choose love, chose love, oh
Don't wanna ear I wanna fight, 'cause this time I won't be wrong
And I can waste this precious time, asking where do I belong
So let me know your love is real, 'cause this time you won't control
Tell me please what do you feel, do I have to save your soul
Choose love, choose love, love, choose love, choose love [repeat 5x]

--- rita redshoes ---

Dei-te os dias, as horas e os minutos
Destes anos
de vida que passaram;
Nos meus versos ficaram
Imagens que são máscaras anónimas
Do teu rosto proibido;(...)

---Miguel Torga, Poesia Completa---

terça-feira, 8 de julho de 2008

quarta-feira, 2 de julho de 2008

PS (1)


The Story









All of these lines across my face
Tell you the story of who I am
So many stories of where I've been
And how I got to where I am
But these stories don't mean anything
When you've got no one to tell them to
It's true...I was made for you
I climbed across the mountain tops
Swam all across the ocean blue
I crossed all the lines and I broke all the rules
But baby I broke them all for you
Because even when I was flat broke
You made me feel like a million bucks
You do
I was made for you
You see the smile that's on my mouth
It's hiding the words that don't come out
And all of my friends who think that I'm blessed
They don't know my head is a mess
No, they don't know who I really am
And they don't know what
I've been through like you do
And I was made for you...
All of these lines across my face
Tell you the story of who I am
So many stories of where I've been
And how I got to where I am
But these stories don't mean anything
When you've got no one to tell them to
It's true...I was made for you

---- Brandi Carlile ---