sexta-feira, 29 de maio de 2009

Reescrevendo Franz Ferdnand -Auf Achse -

I see him, I can't touch him
I hear him, I can't hold him
I want him, I can't have him
I want to, but he won't let me

"he's not so special so look what you've done, girl
he's not so special so look what you've done, darling
he's not so special so look what you've done"

Now I wish he'd never come back here again
Oh, never come back here again

I see him, I can't touch him
I hear him, I can't hold him
I want him, I can't have him
I want to, but he won't let me

"he's not so special so look what you've done, darling
he's not so special so look what you've done, little girl
he's not so special so look what you've done"

And now I'm nailed above you, pushing from my side
Is with my sins that you have killed me
Thinking of my sins I die
Thinking how you'd let me free
How you'd never realise that I'm ripped and hang forsaken
Knowing will I rise
Again

I still see him
Oh, I hear him
Oh, I want him
Oh, I want to

I see him, I still hear him
I want him, I still want to

redescobrindo franz ferdnand II

We've seen some change
But we're still outsiders
If everybody's here
Then hell knows
We ride alone

I've seen some years
But you're still my Caesar
With everything I feel
I feel you've already been here

The only difference is all I see is now all that I've seen

It's bright on the outside
The bright love the dark side
I know it's obvious
But sometimes
You just have to say it
So you don't feel so weak
About being such a freak
Or alone
-Outsiders - Franz F.



Mas por batatinhas e por liberdade eu poderia morrer

É sempre melhor no feriado
Muito melhor no feriado
É por isso que nós só trabalhamos quando
Nós precisamos de dinheiro
Jaqueline translate_ F.F.


I time every journey
To bump into you accidentally
I charm you and tell you
Of the boys I hate, all the girls I hate
All the words I hate, all the clothes I hate
How I'll never be anything I hate
You smile, mention something that you like
Or how you'd have a happy life
If you did the things you like
- The dark of the matinee - F.F.

redescobrindo franz ferdnand

Some granite wall
Numbs our bones, numbs our all
As we sit on skinny hands
Nothin to say, nothin at all
oh
I don't know you
and I
I don't want to
You're so awkward just like me
But I don't care


- You're the reason i'm leaving - Franz Ferdnand

terça-feira, 19 de maio de 2009

Amor em si bemol - Giovanni Caruso e o Escambau

É dificil de aceitar,
Confesar. Conceituar.
Exprimir, expressar.
Conceituar, concluir.
Solucionar, acomodar.
Pensar, pensar, falar, sentir, suprimir.
Fugir da realidade Avasaladora, asustadora.
Confessar, Sentir e repetir.
sorrir, fujir, sumir, naufragar.
naufagrar nos sentimento, sentido, semelhança, sensação.
Navegar, notar, concordar.
Conceituar, objetivar.
Aceitar que tudo o que se pensa não passa de pura tempestade de sensações e sentimentos
tempo, tempo, vento, que sopra a realidade longe.
onde, para onde?
Abdicar, lutar. Contra? a favor?...
reconhecer e revelar
e enfim a algum lugar chegar.
[ou não]

sábado, 16 de maio de 2009

Tolíces- Ira!


Le viel Amant - Emilie Simon

sábado, 9 de maio de 2009

Quanto mais eu entro em conflito mais claro vai ficando o que acontece comigo.
Confuso? é, deve ser por isso que ando meio estranho ultimamente.
E é nessas horas que eu cometo besteiras. Acabo expondo esses conflitos, e quando volto 'ao normal' tenho a impressão de remeter as pessoas aspectos de bipolaridade.
A pessoa é a mesma, não é necessário panico, medo ou reseio...