Bom Ano Novo 2023 | 2024

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Fall on me

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Yiruma: River flows in you

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Oceanos

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Live: Overcome

even now 
the world is bleedin' 
but feelin' just fine all numb in our castle 
where we're always free to choose 
never free enough to find 
i wish somethin' would break 
cuz we're runnin' out of time

and i am overcome 
i am overcome 
holy water in my lungs 
i am overcome

these women in the street 
pullin' out their hair 
my master's in the yard 
givin' light to the unaware 
this plastic little place
is just a step amongst the stairs

and i am overcome 
i am overcome baby 
holy water in my lungs 
i am overcome

so drive me out 
out to that open field 
turn the ignition off
and spin around 
your help is here 
but i'm parked in this open space
blockin' the gates of love

i am overcome 
i am overcome 
holy water in my lungs 
i am overcome

beautiful drowning 
this beautiful drowning 
this holy water
this holy water 
is in my lungs

and i am overcome

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The Verve: Bittersweet Symphony

A música, tal como os livros, a vela, a fotografia, a pintura, é um dos outros amores eternos da minha vida. Uma das primeiras músicas que posto aqui é dos The Verve, porque é preciso quebrar o nosso próprio molde e é isso mesmo que faço em cada novo ciclo, até ao dia em que me cresçam asas.

'Cause it's a bittersweet symphony, this life

Try to make ends meet
You're a slave to money then you die
I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down
You know the one that takes you to the places
where all the veins meet yeah,


No change, I can change
I can change, I can change
But I'm here in my mold
I am here in my mold
But I'm a million different people
from one day to the next
I can't change my mold
No, no, no, no, no


Well I never pray
But tonight I'm on my knees yeah
I need to hear some sounds that recognize the pain in me, yeah
I let the melody shine, let it cleanse my mind, I feel free now
But the airways are clean and there's nobody singing to me now


No change, I can change
I can change, I can change
But I'm here in my mold
I am here in my mold
And I'm a million different people
from one day to the next
I can't change my mold
No, no, no, no, no
I can't change
I can't change


'Cause it's a bittersweet symphony, this life
Try to make ends meet
Try to find some money then you die
I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down
You know the one that takes you to the places
where all the things meet yeah


You know I can change, I can change
I can change, I can change
But I'm here in my mold
I am here in my mold
And I'm a million different people
from one day to the next
I can't change my mold
No, no, no, no, no


I can't change my mold
no, no, no, no, no,
I can't change
Can't change my body,
no, no, no


I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down
I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down
Been down
Ever been down
Ever been down
Ever been down
Ever been down
Have you ever been down?
Have you've ever been down?

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páscoa todos os dias

 

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おやすみなさい。Oyasuminasai

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Da partida dos pássaros...

... e da sua chegada a um outro lugar.

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M83: Outro

Outro. O outro?

I'm the queen of my own land, 
Facing tempests of dust, I'll fight until the end.
Creatures of my dreams raise up and dance with me! 
Now and forever I am queen.

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Thomas Bergersen: Promise

Não prometo nada.

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Vanilla Sky

Lembram-se daquele sonho, em que caímos, e morremos, e depois acordamos?

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Não se ama alguém que não gosta da mesma canção

A música é tão importante para mim que me faz lembrar muitas vezes aquela canção do Rui Veloso. Uma musa sem dúvida. Na Grécia eram nove: Calíope ou Καλλιόπη, a de bela voz; Clio ou Κλειώ, a que celebra; Erato ou Ερατώ, a amorosa; Euterpe ou Ευτέρπη, a do deleite; Melpômene ou Μελπομένη, a que canta; Polímnia ou Πολυμνία, a dos muitos hinos; Tália ou θάλλεω, a que floresce; Terpsícore ou Τερψιχόρη, a que dança; Urânia ou Ουρανία, a celestial. 

Quatro delas têm uma relação directa com a música: Calíope, Melpômene, Polímnia e Terpsícore. Não por acaso. Música é a vibração essencial do ser.

A música que escutas, a música que és, aquilo em que te transformas, o mundo que crias, o teu destino nesta vida. 

Já partilho as palavras, as ruínas, o caos, a Música, aqui, hoje, é um fio, o fio de água, o fio de Ariadne.

 

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steinways quebrados

Quando dormimos, voamos das ameias, largamos o forte. Tocamos em pianos quebrados como steinways. Ligamo-nos à fonte.

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uma páscoa para as vossas vidas

uma verdadeira páscoa para vós. e para mim.

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It's my life

Estou com vontade de fazer algo que nunca fiz: resoluções para o novo ano. O problema é ser tão desobediente que desobedeço a mim própria. It's my life. It's my life.

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Dylan Thomas: And death shall have no dominion

And death shall have no dominion. 
Dead men naked they shall be one
With the man in the wind and the west moon;
When their bones are picked clean and the clean bones gone,
They shall have stars at elbow and foot;
Though they go mad they shall be sane,
Though they sink through the sea they shall rise again;
Though lovers be lost love shall not;
And death shall have no dominion.

And death shall have no dominion.
Under the windings of the sea
They lying long shall not die windily;
Twisting on racks when sinews give way,
Strapped to a wheel, yet they shall not break;
Faith in their hands shall snap in two,
And the unicorn evils run them through;
Split all ends up they shan’t crack;
And death shall have no dominion.

And death shall have no dominion.
No more may gulls cry at their ears
Or waves break loud on the seashores;
Where blew a flower may a flower no more
Lift its head to the blows of the rain;
Though they be mad and dead as nails,
Heads of the characters hammer through daisies;
Break in the sun till the sun breaks down,
And death shall have no dominion.

~

E a morte não terá domínio algum.
Na sua nudez, os homens mortos serão um
Com o homem no vento e a lua do ocidente;
Quando os seus ossos forem colhidos e limpos no pó,
Haverá estrelas em ombro e pé.
Mesmo que se tornem loucos, serão sãos,
Mesmo que afundem no mar, erguer-se-ão;
Mesmo que os amantes se percam, o amor não;
E a morte não terá domínio algum.

E a morte não terá domínio algum.
Sob as vagas espiraladas do mar,
Os que há muito jazem, não morrerão tempestuosamente;
Torcidos pela roda, quando a coluna ceder,
Acorrentados, não quebrarão;
A fé nas suas mãos estalará,
Percorridos pelas dores do unicórnio;
Ao rasgarem-se num desabrochar de fins, não sucumbem;
E a morte não terá domínio algum.

E a morte não terá domínio algum.
Os gritos das gaivotas silenciar-se-ão nos seus ouvidos
Assim como o estrondo das vagas espiraladas na praia;
Onde soprou flor que jamais flor alguma
Erga a sua corola aos golpes da chuva;
Ainda que loucas e mortas como pregos,
Cabeças de símbolos martelam através de margaridas;
Irrompem no sol até que o sol se rompa,
E a morte não terá domínio algum.

Dylan Thomas, traduzido por mim.

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Let it go

Let it go. Let it go.

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Ampersand

Láralálálálárálálárálálárá... porque muitas vezes canto. Com voz rouca ou cristalina. Depende. 

I walk down my street at night
The city lights are cold and violent
I am comforted by the
Approaching sound of trucks and sirens


Even though the world's so bad
These men rush out to help the dying
And though I am no use to them
I do my part by simply smiling


The ghetto boys are catcalling me
As I pull my keys from my pocket
I wonder if this method
Of courtship has ever been effective


Has any girl in history said
Sure, you seem so nice, let's get it on
Still I always shock them
When I answer, "Hi, my name's Amanda"


And I'm not gonna live my life
On one side of an ampersand
Even if I went with you
I'm not the girl you think I am


And I'm not gonna match you
'Cause I'll lose my voice completely
No, I'm not gonna watch you
'Cause I'm not the one that's crazy


I have wasted years of my life
Agonizing about the fires I started
When I thought that to be strong
You must be flame retardant


And now to dress the wounds calls into question
How authentic they are
There is always someone criticizing me
She just likes playing hospital
Lying in my bed I remember what you said
There's no such thing as accidents


But you've got the headstone all ready
All carved up and pretty
Your sick satisfaction
Those his and hers matching


The daisies all push up'n
Pairs to the horizon
Your eyes full of ketchup
It's nice that you're trying


The headstone's all ready
All carved up and pretty
Your sick satisfaction
Those his and hers matching


The daisies all push up'n
Pairs to the horizon
Your eyes full of ketchup
It's nice that you're trying


But I'm not gonna live my life
On one side of an ampersand
And even if I went with you
I'm not the girl you think I am


And I'm not gonna match you
'Cause I'll lose my voice completely
No, I'm not gonna watch you
'Cause I'm not the one that's crazy, yeah


As I wake up to a cough
The fire burned the block but ironically
Stopped at my apartment
And my house mates are all sleeping soundly


And nobody deserves to die
For you were awful adamant
That if I didn't love you
Then you had just one alternative


And I may be romantic
I may risk my life for it
But I ain't gonna die for you
You know I ain't no Juliet


I'm not gonna watch you
While you burn yourself out, baby
No, I'm not gonna stop you
'Cause I'm not the one that's crazy, yeah
I'm not the one that's crazy, oh yeah
I'm not the one that's crazy

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Gregory Colbert e Lisa Gerrard

In exploring the shared language and poetic sensibilities of all animals, I am working towards rediscovering the common ground that once existed when people lived in harmony with animals. The images depict a world that is without beginning or end, here or there, past or present.

Gregory Colbert, Creator of Ashes and Snow 

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