listening .

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8xdO44DJQAQ

moulin rouge

Christian: Love is a many splinded thing, love, lifts us up where we
belong, all you need is love.
Satine: Please, don't start that again.

C: All you need is love.
S: A girl has got to eat.

C: All you need is love.
S: Or she'll end up on the streets.

C: All you need is love.
S: Love is just a game.

C: I was made for loving you baby, you were made for loving me.
S: The only way of loving me baby, is to pay a lovely fee

C: Just one night, gimme, just one night.
S: There's no way, cause you can't pay.

C: In the name of love, one night in the name of love.
S: You crazy fool, I won't give in to you.

C: Don't leave me this way, I can't survive, without your sweet
love, oh baby, don't leave me this way.
S: You'd think that people would have had enough of silly
love songs.

C: I look around me and I see, it isn't so, oh no.
S: Some people want to fill the world with silly love songs.

C: Well what's wrong with that, I'd like to know, ?cause here I go
again! Love lifts us up where we belong, where eagles fly, on
a mountain high.
S: Love makes us act like we are fools, throw our lives away
for one happy day.

C: We could be heroes, just for one day.
S: You, you will be mean.

C: No I won't!
S: And I, I--I'll drink all the time.

C: We should be lovers.
S: We can't do that.

C: We should be lovers, and that's a fact.
S: Though nothing, will keep us together.

C: We could steal time...
Both: Just for one day.We could be heroes, for ever and ever.
We could be heroes, for ever and ever. We could be heroes...
C: Just because I will always love you.

S: I
Both:Can't help loving
C:you
S:How Wonderful life is
Both:Now your in the world

{elephant love medley}

acho que está na altura de uma à antiga ,

porque sou o cavaleiro andante
que mora no teu livro de aventuras
podes vir chorar no meu peito
as mágoas e as desventuras

sempre que o vento te ralhe
e a chuva de maio te molhe
sempre que o teu barco encalhe
e a vida passe e não te olhe

porque sou o cavaleiro andante
que o teu velho medo inventou
podes vir chorar no meu peito
pois sabes sempre onde estou

sempre que a rádio diga
que a américa roubou a lua
ou que um louco te persiga
e te chame nomes na rua

porque sou o que chega e conta
mentiras que te fazem feliz
e tu vibras com histórias
de viagens que eu nunca fiz

podes vir chorar no meu peito
longe de tudo o que é mau
que eu vou estar sempre ao teu lado
no meu cavalo de pau

{Rui Veloso-Cavaleiro Andante}

with all my love

I’ll catch u inside my box.
That little box, that only booth of us knew.
I ask u for sorry n’ now I pray for you and me.
Í pray for the impossible, always wishing, dreaming, that could be impossible for u forget me.
I hate every time that I slept alone in my bed.
I hate every moment that I look at all the room around me and every point inside my head, n’ you weren’t present.
I hate, always, when I want, I wish, for one simple kiss from u on my cheek and I just can’t have it.
Í ask to myself…
Will u always remember the first day u saw me?
It past almost two years since i’ve saw you for the first time and I didn’t forget yet.
Will u look for your left and right, when u’ll have to go to bed alone, without me by your side?
Do you remember my angel face, that simple look on my face when u touch me before we go to sleep?
Do u?..
Will u forget that too?
I will wish so many times that baby face, and imagine me kissing it till I can catch your breath.
I dream, with the next time i’ll have the opportunity to know your body better than anyone until now.
I’ll miss a simple night when we go out together, just us, n’ u ask me to dance, and i…i, so silly as always start to blushing, and look life one tomato just for have u there in front of me while i say ‘yes’.
Miss the times that u scream out laud.
Miss the times that you used to say ‘I love u’, only with your eyes looking at mine like shooting stars.
Miss all the times that we laugh together, that we cry together.
Miss your stupid face when u don’t know how to look at me.
Maybe u can remember all that. I wish you can.
But if u don’t..
Still remember, right know the look on my face every time i see u. that stupid smile i do, every time you’re looking at me. Remember how taste my mouth, and how u use to say how much u love my lips. The times that you look me in the eyes and they look like they’re smiling.
And at last..
Don’t forget my wishes, our wishes, my love, and must of all, us.

paramore-optimus alive 2011 [The Only Exception]

{skins us}

cheguei e vi tudo à minha volta, como folhas de um livro à solta. um livro, uma biblía. uma grande biblía confusa, longa, e controversa, inacabada. nada em nenhuma parte daquela disposição naquele quarto tinha sido preparada ou planeada a rigor.
aconteceu. não sei se porque sim, se por acaso.
-à minha esquerda, numa janela entre aberta com cortinas de flores a esvoaçar, e pequenos polens guardados como pó, como um pó alérgico, no parapeito da janela, à espera de atacar alguém com o seu poder irritante. no fundo, o mesmo poder que tiveras em mim.
-à direita umma escravaninha velha, coberta por uma antiga toalha de renda e com inconfundiveis trapos de roupa que por lá iamos deixando cair e mais uma vez ficavam desarrumados e esquecidos.
-atrás de mim, fotografia, retratos, cartas, e um espelho de tão grande forma que não me permitia fugir ou tentar escapar da saudade, da angústia, da paixão que nele se reflectia.
era tudo incomodativo, mas o pior, é que ao mesmo tempo eu queria que assim fosse, mesmo que falha-se à promessa que fizera às lágrimas que diziam estar secas, fracas e gastas.
dei uma volta e fechei os olhos. quando abri, restava apenas olhar ao que tinha à minha frente: uma cama gasta, de lençóis amarrotados, com as nossas silhuetas, o nosso perfume entrelaçado, e as marcas de batom que nunca chegaram a sair dali.
fechei a porta e pela última vez, exclamei ao meu ego, "sweet dreams, my lover" .

{02-04-2011}