Category: música

Is this me, breaking free
Or just breaking down? ha ha
A comic vision, don’t you feel proud
It’s such a how do you do
Well this is not the done thing
Dance for me baby, let’s begin the begin
Ha ha ha ha ha
Do you remember the way we danced
I wish I could forget it
Said I’d give you the one last chance
I wish I’d never said it
Took a chance and I can’t turn back
And I’m living to regret it
Come on, come on to me
Can’t slow down, you dictate
The speed of the chase
Bitter sweet bitter’s the way that you taste
I won’t waste this
Passion, it’s true I’m an everyday fool
No rhyme or reason to the things that I do
Ha ha ha ha ha

~ Moloko

superpitcher foi super bom.

i wear black on the outside
because black is how i feel on the inside

~ The Smiths

if you ever get close to a human
and human behaviour
be ready, be ready to get confused
there’s definitely,definitely, definitely no logic
to human behaviour

~ Björk

sou mais um no carrossel 
dos esquisitos 
gente feia a girar
não é bonito?
juntos vamos celebrar
esta nossa palidez
que não dá p’ra disfarçar

~

será que sou feio, será que sou chato?
será que vou dar em bicho do mato?
será que sou giro mas giro ao contrário?
será que estou preso dentro de um armário?
(não estás não senhor)
apenas agora ficaste de fora 
das contas do amor

I could hang about and burn my fingers
I’ve been hanging out here waiting for something to start
You think I’m faultless to a ‘T’
My manner set impeccably
But underneath I am the same as you

I could dance all night like I’m a soul boy
But I know I’d rather drag myself across the dance floor
I feel like dancing on my own
Where no one knows me, and where I
Can cause offence just by the way I look

And when I come to blows
When I am numbering my foes
Just hope that you are on my side my dear

But it’s best to finish as it started
With my face head down just staring at the brown formica
It’s safer not to look around
I can’t hide my feelings from you now
There’s too much love to go around these days

You say I’ve got another face
That’s not a fault of mine these days
I’m honest, brutal and afraid of you

~ Belle & Sebastian – There’s Too Much To Love

Vou refugiar-me na montanha. Venham à minha procura amanhã.

all alone
in this heat my thoughts
start to wander
on my lonesome in this world
my hands start to long for
your skin
my mouth starts to long for
your kiss

~

suddenly I see
i go ba-da-ba-da-ba-da-ba-da-ba-da
everytime you walk in the room
no escape for me
i go ba-da-ba-da-ba-da-ba-da-ba-da
everytime you’re close to me

if I could just
compose myself
i’d radiate just the right amount of cool and heat
so you’d never know
how I tremble to touch you

O meu reino por um bilhete!

There’s a place in the sun for anyone
Who has the will to chase one
And I think I’ve found mine
Yes I do believe I have found mine

So close your eyes
And think of someone you physically admire
And let me kiss you, oh
Let me kiss you, oh

I’ve zig-zagged all over America
And I cannot find a safety haven
Say, would you let me cry on your shoulder
I’ve heard that you’ll try anything twice

Close your eyes
And think of someone you physically admire
And let me kiss you, oh
Let me kiss you, oh

But then
You open your eyes
And you see someone that you physically despise
But my heart is open
My heart is open to you

~ Morrissey

A Nancy – a das botas – tem uma versão muito simpática desta música.