Folia nos ilumina

e no fim de tudo
o princípio...

a folia começou antes de ter começado

e continua... sempre... cá dentro... muito cá dentro...

nunca sabemos o que fazemos nos outros...

os outros nunca saberão o que fazem em nós...



dá-me vontade de chorar de tanta alegria... de tanta folia!!

obrigada a todos

"morre e devém!" sempre!


(video: sr. major gaiteiro do pijama laranja curto)

green gloves

parece-me que ando sempre à procura de um papel que não é o meu...

de uma vida que não é a minha...

de uma cama em que reclinar

de uma pele que não seja esta...

resta sempre o sabor de uma música de embalar o sangue

(esse sim meu! sempre quente quente)

e refazer-me a cada instante.... como se a cada minuto já não fosse eu...




the national, green gloves



http://sophiarui.blogspot.com/2007/09/falling-out-of-touch-with-all-my.html

Amélie Poulain

as estórias de amor aparecem sempre como um filme mudo...

...com piano ao fundo...

unravel

While you are away
My heart comes undone
Slowly unravels
In a ball of yarn
The devil collects it
With a grin
Our love
In a ball of yarn

He'll never return it

So when you come back
We'll have to make new love

He'll never return it

When you come back
We'll have to make new love

While you are away
My heart comes undone
Slowly unravels
In a ball of yarn
The devil collects it
With a grin
Our love, our love,
In a ball of yarn

He'll never return it

When you come back
We'll have to make new love

He'll never return it

When you come back
We'll have to make new love

He'll never return it

When you come back
We'll have to make new love

bjork

The Dull Flame of Desire

Björk :
I love your eyes, my dear
Their splendid, sparkling fire

Antony :
When suddenly you raise them so
To cast a swift embracing glance

Björk :
Like lightning flashing in the sky
But there's a charm that is greater still

Antony :
When my love's eyes are lowered
When all is fired by passion's kiss

Björk :
And through the downcast lashes
I see the dull flame of desire

Antony :
And through the downcast lashes
I see the dull flame of desire

Björk :
I love your eyes, my dear
Their splendid, sparkling fire
When suddenly you raise them so
To cast a swift embracing glance

Like lightning flashing in the sky
But there's a charm that is greater still
When my love's eyes are lowered
When all is fired by passion's kiss

And through the downcast lashes
I see the dull flame of desire
And through the downcast lashes
I see the dull flame of desire

Antony :
Dull flame

Björk :
I see the dull flame of desire

Antony :
I see the dull flame

Björk :
I see the dull flame

Antony :
I love your eyes, my dear
Their splendid, sparkling fire
When suddenly you raise them so
To cast a swift embracing glance

Like lightning flashing in the sky
But there's a charm that is greater still
When my love's eyes are lowered
When all is fired by passion's kiss

And through the downcast lashes
I see the dull flame of desire
Through the downcast lashes
I see the dull flame of desire

Antony :
Dull flame

Björk :
I see the dull flame of desire

Antony :
I see the dull flame

Björk :
I see the dull flame

Björk :
I love your eyes, my dear
Their splendid, sparkling fire

Antony :
When suddenly you raise them so
To cast a swift embracing glance

Björk :
Like lightning flashing in the sky
But there's a charm that is greater still

Antony :
When my love's eyes are lowered
When all is fired by passion's kiss

Björk :
Through the downcast lashes
I see the dull flame of desire

Antony :
And through the downcast lashes
I see the dull flame of desire

Björk :
And through the
Downcast lashes
I see the
Dull flame
Of
Desire

Hoppipolla

quando fôr grande quero ser pequena
e até lá lutarei com espadas de madeira
tropeçando nas folhas de outono
chapinhando em poças de água invernais...

(video:sigur ros)

The National - Mistaken For Strangers

"You have to do it running but you do everything that they ask you to
cause you don’t mind seeing yourself in a picture
as long as you look faraway, as long as you look removed
showered and blue-blazered, fill yourself with quarters
showered and blue-blazered, fill yourself with quarters

You get mistaken for strangers by your own friends
when you pass them at night under the silvery, silvery citibank lights
arm in arm in arm and eyes and eyes glazing under
oh you wouldn’t want an angel watching over
surprise, surprise they wouldn’t wannna watch
another uninnocent, elegant fall into the unmagnificent lives of adults

Make up something to believe in your heart of hearts
so you have something to wear on your sleeve of sleeves
so you swear you just saw a feathery woman
carry a blindfolded man through the trees
showered and blue-blazered, fill yourself with quarters
showered and blue-blazered, fill yourself with quarters

You get mistaken for strangers by your own friends
when you pass them at night under the silvery, silvery citibank lights
arm in arm in arm and eyes and eyes glazing under
oh you wouldn’t want an angel watching over
surprise, surprise they wouldn’t wannna watch
another uninnocent, elegant fall into the unmagnificent lives of adults

You get mistaken for strangers by your own friends
when you pass them at night under the silvery, silvery citibank lights
arm in arm in arm and eyes and eyes glazing under
oh you wouldn’t want an angel watching over
surprise, surprise they wouldn’t wannna watch
another uninnocent, elegant fall into the unmagnificent lives of adults"