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sexta-feira, fevereiro 05, 2010

sábado, novembro 28, 2009

domingo, novembro 01, 2009

current mood



à espera do comboio na paragem de autocarro *




* sérgio godinho


quarta-feira, setembro 02, 2009

current mood



brilha o céu, tarda a noite, o tempo é lerdo, a vida baça, o gesto flácido. debaixo de sombras irisadas, leio e releio os meus livros, passeio, rememoro, devaneio, pasmo, bocejo, dormito, deixo-me envelhecer.


um deus passeando pela brisa da tarde - mário de carvalho

roubada à franksy, uma citação muito a propósito, de um livro altamente recomendável.

quinta-feira, julho 23, 2009

dedicatória





à humanidade menos muito poucos.

sábado, janeiro 24, 2009

heloísa (by sam)




quarta-feira, setembro 17, 2008

solitude standing





Solitude stands by the window
She turns her head as I walk in the room
I can see by her eyes she's been waiting
Standing in the slant of the late afternoon

And she turns to me with her hand extended
Her palm is split with a flower with a flame

Solitude stands in the doorway
And I'm struck once again by her black silhouette
By her long cool stare and her silence
I suddenly remember each time we've met

And she turns to me with her hand extended
Her palm is split with a flower with a flame

And she says "I've come to set a twisted thing straight"
And she says "I've come to lighten this dark heart"
And she takes my wrist, I feel her imprint of fear
And I say "I've never thought of finding you here"

I turn to the crowd as they're watching
They're sitting all together in the dark in the warm
I wanted to be in there among them
I see how their eyes are gathered into one

And then she turns to me with her hand extended
Her palm is split with a flower with a flame

And she says "I've come to set a twisted thing straight"
And she says"l've come to lighten this dark heart"
And she takes my wrist, I feel her imprint of fear
And I say "I've never thought of finding you here"

Solitude stands in the doorway
And I'm struck once again by her black silhouette
By her long cool stare and her silence
I suddenly remember each time we've met

And she turns to me with her hand extended
Her palm is split with a flower with a flame






Suzanne Vega


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