Sabia que esta música é a sua cara????

I'm laying down the law
Showdown in the northland
Just the whiff of corruption
Is the tip of the iceberg

Savor and sweet liberty
And there's trouble from the south
Shouting from the gallery
Now I find I've got to shut it out

I'm searching for a light
To kill my sense of fear
To break through darkened nights
And take me through the years

There's no need to tell you
What I think has gone wrong
There's grey clouds of dissension
Let it show, let it show a silver lining

Sweet blood on the razor
Is it poetry or politics?
Forget about the nightmare
I'll make it a dream that changes everything

I'm searching for a light
To kill my sense of fear
To break through darkened nights
And take me through the years

Sweet blood on the razor
Is it poetry or politics?
Forget about the nightmare
I'll make it a dream that changes everything

I'm searching for a light
To kill my sense of fear
To break through darkened nights
And take me through the years

:)

Eu sei que não tem muita graça ficar dando "ctrl+c" e "ctrl+v" em letras musicais para colocar aqui no blog. Mas não é por falta de inspiração, mas sim por achar que a música explica melhor o que sinto... Melhor melodia para não ter letra. Melhor letra feita para não ter que se explicar. Melhor não explicar porque é meu.

Sendo assim, escolha a sua música! (ou seu significado...)

"Though I've tried before to tell her

Of the feelings I have for her in my heart

Everytime that I come near her

I just lose my nerve

As I've done from the start

Every little thing she does is magic

Everything she does just turns me on

Even though my life before was tragic

Now I know my love for her goes on

Do I have to tell the story

Of a thousand rainy days since we first met

It's a big enough umbrella

But it's always me that ends up getting wet

Every little thing she does is magic

Everything she does just turns me on

Even though my life before was tragic

Now I know my love for her goes on

I resolved to call her up a thousand times a day

And ask her if she'll marry me in some old fashioned way

But my silent fears have gripped me

Long before I reach the phone

Long before my tongue has tripped me

Must I always be alone

Every little thing she does is magic

Everything she does just turns me on

Even though my life before was tragic

Know I know my love for her goes on "

Parabeeeeens!

Hoje e o dia de mais uma primavera da mais bela das flores.

Que enfeita a vida.

Que colore o sabor.

Que da cor ao cheiro.

Que da nome ao que quero.

Linda ciranda de voltas certeiras.

Irritadica dama de espinhos de veludo.

Parabens!

Amo-te!

...

"Depois da meia noite"

A gente pode acender qualquer coisa que se pareça sóbrio

Toca fogo, porque pode ser que nesta hora do dia, ou da noite

Vale a pena ser iluminado.

Peço a Deus luz a minha pobre cabeça cansada.

Last Goodbye - Jeff Buckley

Ele não era um músico qualquer. Se bem que ninguém que é musico, pode ser chamado que qualquer. Mesmo qualquer músico. Bah... Chega de "qualqueres"!

Jeff Buckley não ficou famoso no Brasil, o que é uma pena. Era genial e sua composição tinha traços desde Led Zeppelin à música popular francesa. Isso mesmo. Ele tinha admiração por Edith Piaf e outros.

Para mim, a canção "Last Goodbye" é visceral a ponto de não conseguirmos identificar todas as viagens que os instrumentos fazem. A letra, um monólogo em tom de mensagem, não deixa dúvidas sobre a culpa, conflito e pedido de desculpas. Mas como ele mesmo disse, "acabou"...

Rest In Peace.

This is our last goodbye

I hate to feel the love between us die

But it's over

Just hear this and then i'll go

You gave me more to live for

More than you'll ever know

This is our last embrace

Must I dream and always see your face

Why can't we overcome this wall

Well, maybe it's just because i didn't know you at all

Kiss me, please kiss me

But kiss me out of desire, babe, and not consolation

You know it makes me so angry 'cause i know that in time

I'll only make you cry, this is our last goodbye

Did you say 'no, this can't happen to me,'

And did you rush to the phone to call

Was there a voice unkind in the back of your mind

Saying maybe you didn't know him at all

You didn't know him at all, oh, you didn't know

Well, the bells out in the church tower chime

Burning clues into this heart of mine

Thinking so hard on her soft eyes and the memories

Offer signs that it's over... it's over

Uma que eu adoro!

"Aqui nessa pedra, alguém sentou para olhar o mar

O mar não parou para ser olhado

Foi mar pra tudo que é lado"

Paulo Leminski

Simplesmente genial...

Yes, she talks...

She never mentions the word addiction

in certain company

yes, she'll tell you she's an orphan

after you meet her family

she paints her eyes as black as night now

pulls those shades down tight

yeah she gives a smile when the pain comes

the pain gonna make everything alright

says she talks to angels

they call her out by her name

oh yeah, she talks to angels

says they call her out by her name

she keeps a lock of hair in her pocket

she wears a cross around her neck

yes the hair is from a little boy

and the cross is someone she has not met

not yet

says she talks to angels

they call her out by her name

oh yeah, she talks to angels

says they call her out by her name

Says they all know her name

she don't know no lover

none that I ever see

yet to her that ain't nothing

but to me it means, means everything

she paints her eyes as black as night now

she pulls those shades down tight

oh yeah, there's a smile when the pain comes

the pain gonna make everything alright, all right