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agosto 30, 2015

Amanheceu assado



I lost myself on a cool damp night
Gave myself in that misty light
Was hypnotized by a strange delight
Under a lilac tree
I made wine from the lilac tree
Put my heart in its recipe
It makes me see what I want to see
and be what I want to be
When I think more than I want to think
Do things I never should do
I drink much more that I ought to drink
Because (it) brings me back you...

Lilac wine is sweet and heady, like my love
Lilac wine, I feel unsteady, like my love
Listen to me... I cannot see clearly
Isn't that she coming to me nearly here?
Lilac wine is sweet and heady where's my love?
Lilac wine, I feel unsteady, where's my love?
Listen to me, why is everything so hazy?
Isn't that she, or am I just going crazy, dear?

Lilac Wine, I feel unready for my love...

outubro 21, 2014

Acordar com isto a tamborilar na cabeça


You're the buyer or the seller
Makes you want what you can have
I'm glad I made you cry

Makes you go where you can't go
Makes you want what you can't have
Desire

Don't think, don't think, don't think
Don't think, don't think, don't think
Go buy, go buy, go buy

Don't think, don't think, don't think
Go buy, go buy, go buy
Don't think, don't think, don't think
Don't think, don't think, don't think

Buying the moment
Sometimes I want to die in my bed
All I can think about is when are we leaving
Every time I think of you I want a cigarette

Man chooses himself
Hero with a thousand faces
It's the third night and the walls are shaking
Boys buying boys

Pleasure bringing pain it's all the same
I put my hand by my mouth
So I know I'm still breathing

So we joked about the TV set
Calling in the eye of hell
I would love to have people see what I see
I would love to be a pillar of strength in my community

A little order a little grace
Something new to fill up this place
Live thousand lives by picture
Mark this song is for you

Don't think
Go buy

I'm a lousy lover I give and never take
Makes you go where you can't go
Makes you want what you can't have

Makes you want what
You can't have what
Makes you want what
You can't have what

Makes you want what
You can't have what
Makes you want what
You can't

Can't have, can have
Can't have, can have
Can't have, can have
Can't have, can have
Can't have

Live a thousand lives by picture
Live a thousand lives by picture
Live a thousand lives by picture
Live a thousand lives

Live a thousand lives by picture
Live a thousand lives by picture
Live a thousand lives by picture
Live a thousand lives

Live a thousand lives by picture
Live a thousand lives by picture
Live a thousand lives by picture
Live a thousand lives


Tuxedomoon, "Desire".

outubro 12, 2014

Lá calhou de amanhecer assim


Aconteceu-me com os Sigur Rós o mesmo que com o Devendra Banhart: deixei de os conseguir ouvir. Só a espaços. Hoje foi um deles. Recordo-me de ouvir o "Untitled" (2002) e depois o “Takk” (2005), deitado no quarto às escuras, talvez inventando as letras, quem sabe percebendo que não tinha importância nenhuma. Depois a banda ainda tentou mudar de galho mas sem sair da mesma árvore. Com o Devendra foi diferente, este saltou, mas algo se perdeu no caminho.