Hoje é disto que se ouve! =D

uma das minhas músicas preferidas para meditar!

'Gone' - Pearl Jam

No more upset mornings
No more trying evenings
This American Dream I am disbelieving
When the gas in my tank feels like money in the bank
Gonna blow it all this time, take me one last ride
For the lights of this city, they only look good when I'm speeding
I wanna leave em all behind me cause this time I'm gone
Long gone,
This time I'm letting go of it all
So long,
This time I'm gone

In the far off distance
As my tail-lights fade
No one thinks to witness but they will someday
Feel like a question is forming
And the answer's far
I will be what I could be
Once I get out of this town

For the lights of this city
They have lost all feeling
Gonna leave em all behind me cause this time I'm gone
Long gone,
This time I'm letting go of it all
So long,
Long gone, I'm letting go of it all
Yeah, This time I'm gone

If nothing is everything
If nothing is everything I'll have it all
If nothing is everything then I will have it all

Pearl Jam - Gone

"Skinny Love" - Bon Iver

Come on skinny love just last the year
Pour a little salt we were never here
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer

I tell my love to wreck it all
Cut out all the ropes and let me fall
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Right in the moment this order's tall

I told you to be patient
I told you to be fine
I told you to be balanced
I told you to be kind
In the morning I'll be with you
But it will be a different "kind"
I'll be holding all the tickets
And you'll be owning all the fines

Come on skinny love what happened here
Suckle on the hope in lite brassiere
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Sullen load is full; so slow on the split

I told you to be patient
I told you to be fine
I told you to be balanced
I told you to be kind
Now all your love is wasted?
Then who the hell was I?
Now I'm breaking at the britches
And at the end of all your lines

Who will love you?
Who will fight?
Who will fall far behind?

Bon Iver - Skinny Love

lost...

"Vadiagens melódicas"

Espremes e esfregas nas mãos a bizarra
flor sem nome que aqui te perfuma
as manhãs, as cores
de um vestido vazio caído aí,
na erva que dele bebe a ausência e o inverno.
Com a luz empurrando o amargo
contorno das casas
numa exalação respiratória.

Quartos de uma noite só,
alugada, perpétua. Nas paredes vão-lhes
crescendo rosas de musgo à luz suja
de antigos candeeiros, e a escrita
chega mais depressa à dor: algum
cavalo esquecido, fantasma
de um cadáver que já só às sombras
que o sublinham serve de alimento.

Apagando-se num eco entre as
ruas de ontem, o rumor de impérios
perdidos, velhos leões deitados
junto a calcanhares de pedra
nesse jardim de mitos
levado por um suspiro. E depois
desta janela baixa resta
uma única árvore, e como vestígio
do sonho, purpúrea e madura,
cada romã rebenta e de abelhas murmura
nos seus ramos.

Em baixo afaga a cabeça esvaída
um rapaz levando atrás de si
a tarde. De uma idade
que não se sabe, mas não pode
andar longe da tua.
O bafo morto de álcool, o rosto
enterrado numa espécie de oração
com os lábios rasgados marcando a brisa
enquanto da pele queimada descasca mapas
que enrola distraído entre o indicador
e o polegar. Mais velhas,

as mulheres, esfinges sonolentas
apoiando-se silenciosamente nas suas
sombras, que longas
se erguem como mastros. Ficam-se
a sonhar exílios nestes cafés vazios,
com as suas cortinas de contas pendendo
como rosários.

E faz truques com o tempo, esquece-se
dos nomes esta gente, e aponta
para as coisas num silêncio
sem ênfase revirando os olhos,
doces de cansaço:
fulgor do que tantas vezes foi e voltou
de promessas feitas e pagas ao mar.

Uma menina espera sozinha
à porta. Os cabelos de mel, encaracolados,
numa das mãos as sandálias, a outra,
leve, brincando na tensa corda
do teu olhar – essa distância toda
que puxavas para ti. Tudo

tão quieto, soprando uma mesma
ferida. A torre meio arruinada no limite
de tanta hesitação.
Fumaste nos degraus e lias o nome invertido
dos barcos, suas étereas silhuetas
sobre um púrpuro rio em perfume a dormir.
Aí, esse sono onde enches
a voz, ganhas vontades e não queres
fazer sentido, mas apenas ser
destas vadiagens melódicas, subir às
costelas do vento, gritar como louco
às tempestades.

Diogo Vaz Pinto
(daqui)

"Os mortos"

Eu sei, é preciso esquecer,
desenterrar os nossos mortos e voltar a enterrá-los,
os nossos mortos anseiam por morrer
e só a nossa dor pode matá-los.

Tanta memória! O frenesim
escuro das suas palavras comendo-me a boca,
a minha voz numerosa e rouca
de todos eles desprendendo-se de mim.

Porém como esquecer? Com que palavras e sem que palavras?
Tudo isto (eu sei) é antigo e repetido; fez-se tarde
no que pode ser dito. Onde estavas
quando chamei por ti, literalidade?

E todavia em certos dias materiais
quase posso tocar os meus sentidos,
tão perto estou, e morrer nos meus sentidos,
os meus sentidos sentindo-me com mãos primeiras, terminais.

Manuel António Pina
in Os livros, Assírio & Alvim

hm...

Fui dar com ela no quarto a chorar, o telemóvel
Atirado para um canto. Entre lágrimas, foi dizendo
(E tem doze anos) que seu amigo decidira que deviam
Esperar. Sua mensagem: «Só o amor verdadeiro está
Por vir». É ténue a diferença (pensei) entre um galã
E um filósofo. Mas ela, sobretudo, descobrira que os
Novos instrumentos «mordem» tanto como os antigos,
Salvo que muito mais depressa. A mentira vende. Para
A publicidade, na nova comunicação é impossível a má
Notícia. Por que não trocam com os jornais?

Maria Gabriela Llansol
in O começo de um livro é precioso, Assírio & Alvim

"O Que Está Primeiro"

O Que Está Primeiro

Tudo fica mais fácil quando se ama
porque amar é sobrevoar
e lá do alto ver o rasteiro
dia-a-dia que nos chama
e abaixo finge ignorar
que o amor está primeiro.

Tudo fica mais leve quando se ama
porque amar é atravessar
o mar largo e traiçoeiro
da vida que nos reclama
para a urgência de gritar
que o amor está primeiro.

Torquato da Luz

Clássico Bónito =)

Non, rien de rien
Non, je ne regrette rien
Ni le bien qu'on m'a fait
Ni le mal, tout ça m'est bien égal
Non, rien de rien
Non, je ne regrette rien
C'est payé, balayé, oublié
Je me fous du passé

Avec mes souvenirs, j'ai allumé le feu
Mes chagrins, mes plaisirs, je n'ai plus besoin d'eux
Balayées les amours, avec leurs trémolos
Balayées pour toujours, je repars à zéro

Non, rien de rien
Non, je ne regrette rien
Ni le bien qu'on m'a fait
Ni le mal, tout ça m'est bien égal
Non, rien de rien
Non, je ne regrette rien
Car ma vie car mes joies
Aujourd'hui, ça commence avec toi

Edith Piaf - Non, je ne regrette rien

Voz amorosa ^^

I want my pretty baby
He says he wants me to
We wanna be together
Hope that is something we can do
I want my pretty baby
He says he wants me so bad
He knows I got a thing for him
Hope our thing won't turn out sad

The world keeps turning we can't change its course
What I can’t hold by love I won't hold by force
The world keeps turning beyond our control
What I can’t hold by love I won't hold at all

The world keeps turning, world keeps turning

The world keeps turning we can't change its course
What I can’t hold by love I won't hold by force
The world keeps turning beyond our control
What I can’t hold by love I won't hold at all

Here comes my baby running
Part of me is in his hand
He doesn't hold to hard he knows then
It slips through fingers just like sand
He doesn't close his hand he knows then
It slips through fingers just like sand
When to give up when to give more is
A thing that's hard to understand

The world keeps turning we can't change its course
What I can’t hold by love I won't hold by force
The world keeps turning beyond our control
What I can’t hold by love I won't hold at all

The world keeps turning, world keeps turning

Lisa Ekdahl - The World Keeps Turning

Roads - Portishead

All i can do is... ^^

The storm is coming but i don't mind.
People are dying, i close my blinds.

All that i know is i'm breathing now.

I want to change the world...instead i sleep.
I want to believe in more than you and me.

But all that i know is i'm breathing.
All i can do is keep breathing.
All we can do is keep breathing now.

All that i know is i'm breathing.
All i can do is keep breathing.
All we can do is keep breathing now.

All we can do is keep breathing
All we can do is keep breathing
All we can do is keep breathing
All we can do is keep breathing.
All we can do is keep breathing now.

Ingrid Michaelson - Keep Breathing

Hoje,(apenas) isto conseguiu animar-me

Fotografia de David Freire

"Quando tocas um corpo, lembra-se de que tocas um Sopro, que este Sopro é o sopro de uma pessoa com seus entraves e dificuldades, mas, sobretudo, é o grande Sopro do universo. Assim, quando tocas um corpo, lembra-se de que tocas um Templo."

JEAN-YVES LELOUP

Radiohead Mood

Faith you're driving me away
you do it everyday
you don't mean it but it hurts like hell
my brain says I'm receiving pain
a lack of oxygen from my life support
...my iron lung

We're too young to fall asleep
too cynical to speak
we are losing it can't you tell?
we scratch our eternal itch
A twentieth century bitch
and we are grateful for our iron lung

the headshrinkers
they want everything
my uncle Bill
my Belisha beacon

suck, suck your teenage thumb
toilet-trained and dumb
when the power runs out we'll just hum
this this is our new song
just like the last one
a total waste of time
my iron lung

the headshrinkers
they want everything
my uncle Bill
my Belisha beacon

and if you're frightened
you can be frightened
you can be it's okay

Radiohead - My Iron Lung

E hoje saiu isto

"Breathe in The Air" - Pink Floyd

Breathe, breathe in the air.
Don't be afraid to care.
Leave but don't leave me.
...Look around and choose your own ground.

Long you live and high you fly
And smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry
And all you touch and all you see
Is all your life will ever be.

Run, rabbit run.
Dig that hole, forget the sun,
And when at last the work is done
Don't sit down it's time to dig another one.

For long you live and high you fly
But only if you ride the tide
And balanced on the biggest wave
You race towards an early grave.

Pink Floyd - Breathe in the Air

AMEI! e porque me fez tremer! =D

Walk you home to see, where you're livin' around, and I know this place,
Pour yourself on me, and you know I'm the one, that you won't forget.

And in your denim eyes, I see something's awry, and I see you're weak,
When he comes around, I see your fixin' to shy, and my face won't speak.

Hate to be so emotional, I didn't mean to get physical,
But when he pulled in & revved it up, I said "you call that a pickup truck?"
And in the moonlight I throw him down, all kickin' screamin' and rollin' around,
A little piece of a bloody tooth, just so you know I was thinkin' of you,
Just so you know oohhh.

Tremblin' misery, and it's cold as a hole, hug your bones and skin,
Cracklin' woods gone white, and my eyes swolled up now, I can see the light.

Hate to be so emotional, I didn't mean to get physical,
But when he pulled in & he revved it up, I said "you call that a pickup truck?",
And in the moonlight I throw him down, all kickin' screamin' and rollin' around,

A little piece of a bloody tooth, just so you know I was thinkin' of you,
Just so you know oohhhh.

Just so you know oohhhh.

I hate to be so emotional, I didn't mean to get physical,
But when he pulled in & revved it up, I said "you call that a pickup truck?",
And in the moonlight I throw him down, all kickin' screamin' and rollin' around,
A little piece of a bloody tooth, just so you know I was thinkin' of you,
Just so you know I was thinkin' of you.

Just so you know oohhhh

Kings of Leon - Pickup Truck

Sabe mesmo bem ouvir isto...

Twenty-nine pearls in your kiss, a singing smile,
Coffee smell and lilac skin, your flame in me.
Twenty-nine pearls in your kiss, a singing smile,
Coffee smell and lilac skin, your flame in me.
I'm only here for this moment.

I know everybody here wants you.
I know everybody here thinks he needs you.
I'll be waiting right here just to show you
How our love will blow it all away.

Such a thing of wonder in this crowd,
I'm a stranger in this town, you're free with me.
And our eyes locked in downcast love, I sit here proud,
Even now you're undressed in your dreams with me.
I'm only here for this moment.

I know everybody here wants you.
I know everybody here thinks he needs you.
I'll be waiting right here just to show you
How our love will blow it all away.

I know the tears we cried have dried on yesterday
The sea of fools has parted for us
There's nothing in our way, my love

Don't you see, don't you see?
You're just the torch to put the flame
to all our guilt and shame,
And I'll rise like an ember in your name.
I know, I know,

I know everybody here wants you.
I know everybody here thinks he needs you.
I'll be waiting right here just to show you
Let me show that love can rise, rise just like
embers.

Love can taste like the wine of the ages, baby.
And I know they all look so good from a distance,
But I tell you I'm the one.
I know everybody here will thinks he needs you,
thinks he needs you
And I'll be waiting right here just to show you.

Jeff Buckley - Everybody Here Wants You

"Forget Her" - Jeff Buckley

while this town is busy sleeping
all the noises died away
i walk the streets to stop my weeping
‘cause she'll never change her ways

don't fool yourself
she was heartache from the moment that you met her
my heart feels so still
as i try to find the will to forget her somehow
oh i think i've forgotten her now

her love is a rose pale and dying
dropping her petals and men unknown
all full of wine the world before her
or sober with no place to go

don't fool yourself
she was heartache from the moment that you met her
my heart is frozen still
cause i try to find the will to forget her somehow
she's somewhere out there now

oh my tears are falling down as i try to forget
her love was a joke from the day that we met
all of the words all of the men
all of my pain when i think back to when
remember her hair as it shone in the sun
the smell of the bed when i knew what she'd done
tell yourself over and over you wont ever need her again

But don't fool yourself
she was heartache from the moment that you met her
oh my heart is frozen still
as i try to find the will to forget her somehow
she's out there somewhere now

she was heartache from the day that i first met her
my heart is frozen still
as i try to find the will to forget you somehow
cause i know you're somewhere out there right now

Jeff Buckley - Forget Her

Fez-me derreter toda!

"Carta"

Para ti, que serás sempre A Ignorada,
para ti, que chegaste a quem sabe que lugar
quando eu acabava -ai- de sair dele,
ou perdeste aquele comboio, não sei qual, que te teria
trazido ao centro da minha vida,
ou estavas num banco de algum parque
num dia em que eu não quis passear entre as verlaineanas folhas,
para ti,
pela longa espera desse olhar que nunca vi,
por esse coração que desconheço e é como uma praia de setembro,
para ti, por tudo o que havia de obrigar-me a amar-te,
para ti, que me terias amado até nunca mais,
que agora podes estar em pranto
na luz fria de um quarto de hotel,
ou com os teus filhos no Museu Britânico,
a olhar o arco-íris numa teia de aranha,
ou a pensar em mim sem saber que sou eu,
para ti, retrospectiva, condicional, perdida,
onde quer que estejas,
este poema.

Miguel D'Ors
in El misterio de la felicidad (antologia)

(daqui)