quarta-feira, 18 de março de 2009

Astor Piazzolla - Milonga del Angel



"El tango es una historia
cada frase es un recuerdo
cada parte es una vida con una pena escondida
y todo el tango es lo nuestro.
Emoción que se hace queja
en la voz del bandoneón.
El tango es siempre una historia
que tiene en todas sus hojas
palabras del corazón"

sexta-feira, 13 de março de 2009

Peter Gabriel - Sky Blue


Lost my time
Lost my place in

Sky blue
Those two blue eyes
light your face in

Sky blue
I know how to fly
I know how to drown in

Sky blue

Warm wind blowing
Over the earth

Sky blue
I sing through the land...
The land sings through me
...
Sky blue
Reaching into the deepest shade of
Sky blue

Sky blue
So tired of all this traveling
So many miles
Away from home

I keep moving to be stable
Free to wander
Free to roam


Train pulled out
Said my goodbyes

Sky blue
Back on the road
Alone with the sky

Sky blue

There's a presence
Here no one denies

Sky blue

Sky blue

Sky blue
So tired of all this traveling
So many miles
Away from home

I keep moving to be stable
Free to wander
Free to roam


I can hear the same voice calling
Crying out, from my heart
And that cry, what a cry
What a cry, its going to be
If I can stop to let it out, oh

terça-feira, 10 de março de 2009

a m o r e l u z

qualquer pessoa pode correr para a luz e salvar-se...
... mas só um mestre com a sua coragem, pode entrar na escuridão para iluminá-la com o seu amor

sábado, 7 de março de 2009

Marillion - Enlightened



Bound up in this energy ball again
Laughing and bouncin' off the magic
Rollin' under like a surfboard in a wave
Washin' me up ... I want to do it again...

Entwined in her arms
Spinning around and submarine beneath the deep of her
Climbing the forks of the lightning
Building a rod for my back it's all right, it's all right

Dreamin' a dream that only the sleepless know
Chilling the afternoon in "Viva Vida"
Watchin' the sun slide down the avenue

So real...
I feel...

Dizzy to fever with this love
The blues and the greys are waved away inside a day with her
Riding the forks of the lightning
Feeling the sparks along my back it's all right, it's all right

I thought I was born to take and to damage
But I'm giving ... and healing ... and feeling
Ultramarine and ultra-serene
Climbing the forks of the lightning
She told me today it'll be okay it's all right, it's all right

I'm a submarine in this ocean



quinta-feira, 12 de fevereiro de 2009

Joni Mitchell - The Sire Of Sorrows ( Job's Sad Song )


Let me speak, let me spit out my bitterness
Born of grief and nights without sleep and festering flesh
Do you have eyes?
Can you see like mankind sees?
Why have you soured and curdled me?
Oh you tireless watcher! What have I done to you?
That you make everything I dread and everything I fear come true?


Once I was blessed; I was awaited like the rain
Like eyes for the blind, like feet for the lame
Kings heard my words, and they sought out my company
But now the janitors of Shadowland flick their brooms at me
Oh you tireless watcher! What have I done to you?
That you make everything I dread and everything I fear come true?


Man is the sire of sorrow
I've lost all taste for life
I'm all complaints
Tell me why do you starve the faithful?
Why do you crucify the saints?
And you let the wicked prosper
You let their children frisk like deer
And my loves are dead or dying, or they don't come near
We don't despise your chastening
God is correcting you

Oh and look who comes to counsel my deep distress
Oh, these pompous physicians
What carelessness!
Oh all this ranting all this wind Filling our ears with trash
Breathtaking ignorance adding insult to injury!
They come blaming and shaming
Evil doer
And shattering me
This vain man wishes to seem wise A man born of asses
Oh you tireless watcher! What have I done to you?
That you make everything I dread and everything I fear come true?

We don't despise your chastening
Already on a bed of sighs and screams,
And still you torture me with visions

You give me terrifying dreams!

Better I was carried from the womb straight to the grave.

I see the diggers waiting, they're leaning on their spades.


Man is the sire of sorrow Sure as the sparks ascend
Where is hope while you're wondering what went wrong?
Why give me light and then this dark without a dawn?
Evil is sweet in your mouth Hiding under your tongue
Show your face!
What a long fall from grace
Help me understand!
What is the reason for your heavy hand?
You're stumbling in shadows You have no name now
Was it the sins of my youth?
What have I done to you?
That you make everything I dread and everything I fear come true?
Oh your guilt must weigh so greatly
Everything I dread and everything I fear come true
Man is the sire of sorrow
Oh you make everything I dread and everything I fear come true