terça-feira, fevereiro 01, 2005

Trapézio Voador, coerência, coerência

Névoa, névoa, bruma no meu olhar, esvanecida a névoa, está tudo no olhar, no perceber, lembrar... Gostava de corrigir, de voar a gritar "hello, hello" e aterrar. A névoa aparece, esvanece e desaparece... -Olha, está ali o Mar! Tenho uma máquina do tempo, tenho o Sol no meu olhar, que me faz voar só de pensar, e lembrar, lembrar, lembrar, sim, para sempre lembrar... Faz parte de mim.



Don't believe what you hear

Don't believe what you see

If you just close your eyes

You can feel the enemy

When I first met you girl

You had fire in your soul

What happened your face of melting in snow?

Now it looks like this

And you can swallow

Or you can spit

You can throw it up

Or choke on it

And you can dream

So dream out loud

You know that your time is coming 'round

So don't let the bastards grind you down

No, nothing makes sense

Nothing seems to fit

I know you'd hit out

If you only knew who to hit

And I'd join the movement

If there was one I could believe in

Yeah I'd break bread and wine

If there was a church I could receive in

'Cause I need it now

To take the cup

To fill it up

To drink it slow

I can't let you go

I must be

An acrobat

To talk like this

And act like that

And you can dream

So dream out loud

And don't let the bastards grind you down

Oh, it hurts baby

What are we going to do?

Now it's all been said

No new ideas in the house and every book has been read

And I must be an acrobat

To talk like this

And act like that

And you can dream

So dream out loud

And you can find

Your own way out

And you can build

And I can will

And you can call

I can't wait until

You can stash

And you can seize

Responsibilities

And I can love

And I can love

And I know that the tide is turning 'round

So don't let the bastards grind you down



U2

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Anonymous Anonymous chamou a hospedeira e disse:

Parabéns pelo seu excelente trabalho com o seu blog que só nos enriquece lendo seus textos. Por essa razăo, seu blog está nos "Destaques da Gazeta do Blogueiro" por 24 horas, caso desejar, poderá pegar seu troféu de destaque. Abraços cordiais equipe G.B.
http://jornalblog.cjb.net

10:53 PM  
Anonymous Pecola chamou a hospedeira e disse:

Não há tempo para versar
Que o trabalho espera, contrafeito.
Só vim para um BOM DIA dar
porque há mesmo que penar,
mas um dia ganho.lhe o jeito.

Assim, eis que a roda avança,
e o dever espeta a sua lança.
Com o destino não devo interferir
por isso há que lutar e sorrir
sempre a sentir.

11:27 AM  

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