Thursday, March 27, 2003

FOR WANT OF [rites of spring]
i - i believed - memory might mirror no reflections on me
i - i believed - that in forgetting i might set myself free
but i woke up this morning with a piece of past caught in my throat
and then i choked
i - i bled - i tried to hide the heart from the head
i - i bled - in the arms of a girl i'd barely met
and i woke up this morning with the present in splinters on the ground
and then i drowned
(and if i can't see its for want of...)
you - you said, "i see", if there's nothing here then its probably mine
my - my turn to see if there's nothing here it will always be mine
i - i've learned the taste of days that will always burn
i - i've learned if its in the corner of my eye i can't always turn
(and if i don't see it's for want of...)

* if there's nothing here it will always be mine...

Sunday, February 23, 2003

CHOP SUEY [system of a down]
Wake up,
Grab a brush and put a little (makeup),
Grab a brush and put a little,
Hide the scars to fade away the (shakeup)
Hide the scars to fade away the,
Why'd you leave the keys upon the table?
Here you go create another fable

You wanted to,
Grab a brush and put a little makeup,
You wanted to,
Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup,
You wanted to,
Why'd you leave the keys upon the table,
You wanted to,

I don't think you trust,
In, my, self righteous suicide,
I, cry, when angels deserve to die, Die,

Wake up,
Grab a brush and put a little (makeup),
Grab a brush and put a little,
Hide the scars to fade away the (shakeup)
Hide the scars to fade away the,
Why'd you leave the keys upon the table?
Here you go create another fable

You wanted to,
Grab a brush and put a little makeup,
You wanted to,
Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup,
You wanted to,
Why'd you leave the keys upon the table,
You wanted to,

I don't think you trust,
In, my, self righteous suicide,
I, cry, when angels deserve to die
In my, self righteous suicide,
I, cry, when angels deserve to die

Father, Father, Father, Father,
Father/ Into your hands/I/commend my spirit,
Father, into your hands,

Why have you forsaken me,
In your eyes forsaken me,
In your thoughts forsaken me,
In your heart forsaken, me oh,

Trust in my self righteous suicide,
I, cry, when angels deserve to die,
In my self righteous suicide,
I, cry, when angels deserve to die.

* é neusinha, chamou eu, vai ter que aguentar os nu-metal!!!!!!!!! mas essa musica é linda...

Saturday, February 22, 2003

MY WAR [black flag]
my war - you're one of them
you say that you're my friend
but you're one of them.
you don't want to see me live
you don't want me to give
cuz you're one of them
you say that you're my friend
but you're one of them.
my war - you're one of them
you say that you're my friend
but you're one of them
i might not know what a friend is
all i know is what you're not
cuz you're one of them.
i have a prediction, it lives in my brain
it´s with me every day, it drives me insane
i feel it in my heart, that if i had a gun
i feel it in my heart, i'd wanna kill some
i feel it in my heart, the end will come
come on!
my war - you're one of them
you say that you're my friend
but you're one of them
tell me that i'm wrong
try to sing me your ego's song
you're one of them.
my war - you're one of them
you say that you're my friend
but you're one of them.
my war

* porque eu não vivo só de saudade, doçura e soquinhos no ar. mas de socos no olho também.

Wednesday, January 29, 2003

UNTITLED [social distortion]
i'm heading down a lonely highway
i'm running down a oneway street
all i wanna know are you going my way?
is there some place quiet where we can meet?
and friends they come & friends they go
but you were always by my side
and where it all ends i don't know
don't cry no more just hold on tight
there was a time when i was desperate
living in a town without a name
and when things got so dark & desolate
you taught me how to hide my shame
and kings & queens & millionaires
may never know what i have known
and thank the stars i'm the lucky one
thanx for the lessons that i've been shown
.
"i feel rich, i feel power & security
and when i'm weak you are strong
once in a lifetime, twice in eternity &
guess what?
nothing else matters anyways."

* de novo, pro tocha.

Friday, November 29, 2002

BY THE TIME YOU'RE 25 [sleater-kinney]
By the time you're 25,
buy a house, another job, another baby,
get a 4 wheel drive, forget your life
did you think, did you want to ride
well no, never no, pay the bills we have to survive
(I forget my heart can beat in ways besides 1, 2 repeat)
Can't believe the world you want from me
I am speechless at the life you chose for me

By the time your 25
another record another tour you must be rich
baby you're a star, forget your life
Could you leave, leave us all behind
Well now I'm not sorry that I beat you at your own stupid game
(I forget my mouth can form sounds thats soar beyond locked doors)
Can't believe the world you want from me
I am speechless at the life you chose for me

I want, I want, I want to get out, of this repetitious shell.

* porque acabei de entrar nos meus 25.

Thursday, November 14, 2002

SPOKE [embrace]
life goes on
what's right or wrong i can't say
it seems so hopeless
and yet i stay
because it won't go away
this driving force
that makes me speak
and care and care
and try to rearrange
make sense of this mess
sometimes i laugh
sometimes i couldn't care less.

* retrato fiel de como eu me sinto agora. embrace é foda de lindo...

Tuesday, September 10, 2002

FALL ON PROVERB [unbroken] - devidamente corrigido pelo bá
my hands are open
can't you see them being burned
this faith is the deepest
you could ask for what's remembered
with the guilt wrapped around our necks
that's right i just stopped what i didn't start
i missed the chance that will never come
better to regret what i have done
i'd give anything just to forget
a smile so worthwile
but you can only rent it
my hands are open

* eu gosto de letras tortas de desesperadas. quando eu me sinto retorcida em desespero não consigo escrever tão claro...

Saturday, June 29, 2002

SIMPLE SONG [avail]
going over in my head what seems like everything remembering commitments that nowadays just blend. i don't know where i'm going and i don't think that i care. i had my taste wound up misplaced bounced off those troubles clear. did i trip myself up again? did i see more than you did? decisions made without regard returning as regret. i knew they could but thought they would come crashing with success. they know nothing about me, and i really doubt they care. but that's alright cause by myself i do fine anywhere. it seems like i shouldn't have pushed it... hid myself and lost focus for a change. shouldn't have made myself commited. i got to know that one by now i'm better off without...

* em comemoração à vinda da banda caminhoneira mais querida da menina nessa...

Friday, May 03, 2002

BIZARRE LOVE TRIANGLE[new order]
Every time i think of you
I feel shot right through with a bolt of blue
It's no problem of mine but it's a problem I find
Living a life that I can't leave behind
There's no sense in telling me
The wisdom of a fool won't set you free
But that's the way that it goes
And it's what nobody knows
While every day my confusion grows
Every time I see you falling
I get down on my knees and pray
I'm waiting for that final moment
You'll say the words that I can't say

I feel fine and I feel good
I'm feeling like I never should
Whenever I get this way, I just don't know what to say
Why can't we be ourselves like we were yesterday
I'm not sure what this could mean
I don't think you're what you seem
I do admit to myself
That if I hurt someone else
Then I'll never see just what we're meant to be
Every time I see you falling
I get down on my knees and pray
I'm waiting for that final moment
You'll say the words that I can't say


* quando eu era mais que apaixonada pelo carlinhos essa música aparecia mais na minha frente.
"every time i see you falling i get down on my knees and pray..."


Sunday, April 28, 2002

THINGS THAT MAKE NO SENSE [dag nasty]
how can i make this clear?
it seems so simple yet i could spend
my whole life saying things that make no sense
like life is so unfair yes and this is so unfair
but i didn't leave you behind
you're still ahead of me
if you doubt it let me remind you
i'm in love with you

at least it's clear to me i just need
to sip from the miraculous pitcher
that holds water downwards
and the next time you make pie
i'll be home for a slice
and spend my hours holding back
because nice guy's finish last
if you doubt it let me remind you
i'm in love with you

so take your hand and dry my eyes
and when i doubt you know how...remind me too
(the first time i ever saw you i was about four - - i was supposed to be sleeping -- instead i was.......)
i'm so much more in love with the way than in way with the love.

* "if you doubt it let me remind you i'm in love with you"... essa semana eu cantei esse refrão alguns milhões de vezes.

Sunday, March 31, 2002

ATRÁS DA PORTA [chico buarque]
Quando olhaste bem nos olhos meus
e o teu olhar era de adeus
juro que não acreditei
eu te estranhei, me debrucei
sobre o teu corpo e duvidei
e me arrastei e te arranhei e me agarrei
nos teus cabelos, no teu peito, teu pijama, nos teus pés.
ao pé da cama,
sem carinho, sem coberta,
no tapete atrás da porta
reclamei baixinho...
dei pra maldizer o nosso lar
pra sujar teu nome, te humilhar
e me vingar a qualquer preço
te adorando pelo avesso
pra mostrar que ainda sou tua
até provar que ainda sou tua.

*é foda amar. a gente perde a noção do nosso próprio valor. afe... mas essa música é fodassa, né?

Monday, February 25, 2002

I LOVE YOU SO MUCH IT'S KILLING US BOTH [jawbreaker]
A week inside, I think I'm starting to show.
I told myself to keep myself in line.
Should we get married or just go on killing each other?
I don't think I hate you enough to commit you to me.
Happy all the time. It's all we ever do.
Steady in decline. It's all we ever do.
I'm sorry but it's true.
How can I save you when I couldn't save a dime.
I want to call you and tell you that I'm a fan.
All my friends know better but I can't quite hear them.
Still for the life of me I can't imagine our home.
Good things, that's all I want.
All I want for you.
Hold me. Set me free.
It's all I want from you.
It's sad and it's so true.
If you can't be the life of the party,
You'll be the death of everyone.
All I want is a life without parties.
Want you as one.
Watch this pot and it is sure to boil.
Sometimes I catch myself thinking,
"Boy, or girl?"
Kiss me on the teeth. It's all that we can do.
Punch me. Wake me up.
This lullaby is blue.
Lie and say we're through.

* diz a lenda que em gravações de 94 o refrãozinho "If you can't be the life of the party. You'll be the death of everyone. All I want is a life without parties. Want you as one." era "We're so close, it's scaring me. We're so tight, we're enemies. We're so wrong, it's scandalous. We're so fucked, just hold me."
YOU WERE MEANT FOR ME [jewel]
I hear the clock, it's six a.m.
I feel so far from where I've been
Got my eggs and my pancakes too
Got my maple syrup, everything but you.
Break the yolks, make a smiley face
I kinda like it in my brand new place
I wipe the spots off the mirror
Don't leave the keys in the door
Never put wet towels on the floor anymore' cause
Dreams last so long
even after you're gone
I know you love me
And soon you will see
You were meant for me
And I was meant for you.
Called my momma, she was out for a walk
Consoled a cup of coffee but it didn't wanna talk
Picked up a paper, it was more bad news
More hearts being broken or people being used
Put on my coat in the pouring rain
Saw a movie it just wasn't the same
'Cause it was happy and I was sad
It made me miss you oh so bad
Dreams last so long
Even after you're gone
I know you love me
And soon you will see
You were meant for me
And I was meant for you.
Go about my business, I'm doin fine
Besides, what would I say if U had you on the line
Same old story, not much to say
Hearts are broken, everyday.
Brush my teeth and put the cap back on
I know you hate it when I leave the light on
I pick a book up. Turn the sheets down.
Take a deep breath and a good look around
Put on my pj's and hot into bed
I'm half alive but I feel mostly dead
I try and tell myself it'll be all right
I just shouldn't think anymore tonight
Dreams last so long
Even after you're gone
I know you love me
And soon you will see
You were meant for me
And I was meant for you

* "hearts are broken everyday"...

Thursday, February 14, 2002

FIVE YEAR DIARY [chamberlain]
Make whispers of these words,
If they've moved you I can prove that they're empty.
I've been sailing paper ships
under burning bridges since the beginning.
But I wouldn't change a thing
If the days were there for changing.
I've learned enough from living.
I'm the one who reached for love and missed,
so can you come down to me?
I'll be waiting with that same look on my face.
And I'm still stuck inside of sorrow
Though the days outside are flames.
And I still comb the night for stars
behind a wind-kissed window pane.
I'm the one who reached for love and missed
so can you come down to me?
Now the days stretch out like the landscape of this town,
when the seasons change.
I'll be waiting with that same look on my face.
We all dance when the seasons change.

* falar do chamberlain é chover no molhado. acho que todo mundo já teve esse cd na mão e decorou algum refrão triste. mesmo já muito batido, continua sendo um dos meus queridinhos.

Thursday, December 13, 2001

THE RHYME SCHEME [cursive]
Words have no feeling without loaded meanings
Words take too long to come across
Meanings are meant for defining defintions
We load them for efect, it's cheap but it's working
.
It's the best I've got to get your attention
I could never get your attention
I could never please you
The verses are wasted on words you won't relate to
On words you'll never hear
.
It's not working -- I don't feel any better
I don't feel so well
The verbal breakdown has failed
So I'm whispering secrets
Hush, hush, on the loudspeaker
Words sculpted on verse become absurd
.
But it's the best I've got to get your attention
I could never get your attention
I could never please you
Words so sympathetic -- symphonic, yet pathetic -- are tossed on to the song
.
The meaning is lost...
The meaning is lost...
.
Words... just... won't... work...
Words... are... slowly demeaning their meanings
Words... make... things... worse
Words... are... always repeating
Losing their meaning
These words failed
Words fail

* eu acho essa letra uma coisa horrível de torta e desesperada, angustiante. gosto muito dela. me remete à manu.
IRONY IS FOR SUCKERS [lifetime]
Tonight try not to think about things please be happy for one night and maybe we could go get a drink or maybe you could take me for a drive I could show you where I used to live and where I had my first smoke I wonder if you know that it’s difficult for me not knowing what to think of things now I’m confused about everything it’s just sometimes I don’t mind you tell me everything is changing but you know that sometimes it just seems like you’re complaining you ask a million questions it seems so neverending you know sometimes I just wish you’d shut your trap Let’s forget work and let’s just listen to the clash 'cause I can wait forever put it down let’s just walk away from everything ‘cause it can’t last forever I can see you’re running out of patience with me irony is for suckers wait for me I just need a little bit of time ‘cause I can wait for you.

* let's forget work and let's just listen to the clash...
BOBBY TRUCK TRICKS [lifetime]
Can I come over? I don’t now if I wanna talk 'cause phones they can’t do it for me I need to see your eyes. Sometimes it’s so far from me I can’t explain whether words or minds can’t find common ground. The first thing I did was throw up the shades and look to the night can it be my third winter here stuck in small town You rode your bike
past dark windows shades looked down from my roof and not hollered a thing Can I be so sad? and not so close to forgetting last snowfalls time precurse seasons cold and come of age even cold night can’t shake dreaming trains endless track this time it’s not worth fighting I think I really like you Can I come over? Warm words and eyes and not going back and I don’t even care because I’m already there.

* quando eu tô triste e ouço essa música, o tocha me vem à cabeça. tem horas que eu tenho vontade de ligar pra ele só pra ver se ele existe mesmo. não vivo mais sem meu amigo roqueiro!!

Wednesday, December 12, 2001

high hopes
só músicas que inspiram, consolam, partem o coração...