My Curse |
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I watched you walk awayHelpless, with nothing to sayI strain my eyesHoping to see you againThis is my curse (the longing)This is my c...
Posted by on Thu, 13 Nov 2008 10:55:00 GMT |
Ao pensar em ti |
"E eu amo-te... mas afinal não é suficiente para impedir que sofras, que tenhas frio, que te sintas sozinho mesmo quando me tens a mim.
Pensei que conseguia envolver te no meu amor e afastar de ti to...
Posted by on Mon, 03 Nov 2008 13:32:00 GMT |
The do - Stay just a little bit more |
He was a bore, a true chore and I still wonder why I ever wanted to see him moreI know it is useless to complain all these years after, well...Thanks for asking now I'm fineI should have muffled my ob...
Posted by on Fri, 31 Oct 2008 12:47:00 GMT |
O sonho |
Há momentos na vida em que sentimos tantoa falta de alguém que o que mais queremosé tirar esta pessoa de nossos sonhose abraçá-la.
Sonhe com aquilo que você quiser.
Seja o que você quer ser,
p...
Posted by on Thu, 23 Oct 2008 06:37:00 GMT |
Save Me |
Save me, save me From all the hurt I could do Save me, save me 'Cause I'm lost and I need you I hoped that I could find Some way to ease your mind Save me, save me With all the love...
Posted by on Wed, 15 Oct 2008 17:42:00 GMT |
Your absence hurts |
"I want to tell you one simple thing: your absence hurts. I refer to that pain that doesn't hurt fisically, that is limited to the soul, but wich doesn't stop leaving some signs - a weight in the eyes...
Posted by on Tue, 14 Oct 2008 04:19:00 GMT |
Running up that hill... |
It doesn't hurt me. You wanna feel how it feels? You wanna know, know that it doesn't hurt me? You wanna hear about the deal I'm making? You *be running up that hill* You and me *be running...
Posted by on Mon, 13 Oct 2008 16:47:00 GMT |
Soneto quase mudo |
Há o silêncio, às vezes, entre nós,e é um silêncio denso, ou uma falacríptica, uma linguagem que abdicado som, para ser só a voz da alma...Há súbitas catarses de palavrasem torrente, cachoeiras de esp...
Posted by on Mon, 13 Oct 2008 14:16:00 GMT |
O Eu profundo e os outros Eus. - Fernando Pessoa |
(...) Dormimos ali acordados dias, contentes de não ser nada, de não ter desejos nem esperanças, de nos termos esquecido da cor dos amores e do sabor dos ódios. Julgávamo-nos imortais. . .
Ali vivemo...
Posted by on Sat, 04 Oct 2008 05:55:00 GMT |
Tête de Faune - Rimbaud |
TÊTE DE FAUNE"Dans la feuillée, écrin vert taché d'or,Dans la feuillée incertaine et fleurieDe fleurs splendides où le baiser dort,Vif et crevant l'exquise broderie,
Un faune effaré montre ses deux ye...
Posted by on Tue, 30 Sep 2008 11:17:00 GMT |
