quinta-feira, 25 de outubro de 2018

Bora! Bambora! Vambora! Bora!



É hoje Luzia que tudo vai mudar

Diz ao teu pai que não percebes este mundo a que foste condenada
Conta à tua mãe que isto agora é prego a fundo, tu não podes estar parada

Vem comigo Luzia
É o nosso tempo que nos chama
Com o cerco que agora se anuncia
Há-de vir um novo dia
Pra escrevermos outra trama


Guimarães

sexta-feira, 14 de setembro de 2018

every song that I've ever heard




Every inch of sky's got a star
Every inch of skin's got a scar
I guess that you've got everything now
Every inch of space in your head
Is filled up with the things that you read
I guess you've got everything now
And every film that you've ever seen
Fills the spaces up in your dreams

We're just a million little god's causin' rain storms turnin' every good thing to rust


Paredes de Coura


quinta-feira, 19 de julho de 2018

remember how dancing used to feel



Hey Lucinda, come out drinking with me tonight
The summer's almost gone
Hey Lucinda, time is running out
Hey Lucinda, our time is running out

Aldeia Palafítica de Alcácer do Sal

quinta-feira, 10 de maio de 2018

someday I'll make it mine



I've heard newborn babies wailin' like a mournin' dove
And old men with broken teeth stranded without love
Do I understand your question, man, is it hopeless and forlorn
Come in, she said
I'll give ya shelter from the storm

In a little hilltop village, they gambled for my clothes
I bargained for salvation and she gave me a lethal dose
I offered up my innocence I got repaid with scorn
Come in, she said
I'll give ya shelter from the storm


Isle sur la Sorgue

domingo, 15 de abril de 2018

É o mar



O homem que diz "dou" não dá, porque quem dá mesmo não diz
O homem que diz "vou" não vai, porque quando foi já não quis
O homem que diz "sou" não é, porque quem é mesmo é "não sou"
O homem que diz "tô" não tá, porque ninguém tá quando quer


Costa Amalfitana

sexta-feira, 6 de abril de 2018

Masks of twigs and clay



You're an African doctor harvesting tear ducts. You believe in god, but you get no special dispensation for this belief now. You're an old man sitting by a fire, hear the mist rolling of the sea. You're a distant memory in the mind of your creator, don't you see?


Hautpoul

quinta-feira, 22 de março de 2018

you were beaming once before


The animals, the animals
trapped, trapped, trapped 'till the cage is full
The cage is full
Stay awake in the dark, count mistakes
The light was off but now it's on
Searching the ground for a bitter song
The sun is out, the day is new
And everyone is waiting, waiting on you
And you've got time, and you've got time
Think of all the roads
Think of all their crossings
Taking steps is easy, standing still is hard

Remember all their faces, remember all their voices
Everything is different the second time around


Rio de Onor