Canção das horas nº 26

If the stars were mine

If the stars were mine
I'd give them all to you
I'd pluck them down right from the sky
and leave it only blue
I would never let the sun forget to shine upon your face
so when others would have rain clouds you'd have only sunny days
If the stars were mine
I'd tell you what I'd do
I'd put the stars right in a jar and give them all to you

If the birds were mine
I'd tell them when to sing
I'd make them sing a sonnet when your telephone would ring
I would put them there inside the square, whenever you went out
so there'd always be sweet music whenever you would walk about
If the birds were mine
I'd tell you what I'd do
I'd teach the birds such lovely words and make them sing for you
I'd teach the birds such lovely words and make them sing for you

If the world was mine
I'd paint it gold and green
I'd make the oceans orange for a brilliant color scheme
I would color all the mountains, make the sky forever blue
So the world would be a painting and I'd live inside with you
If the world was mine
I'd tell you what I'd do
I'd wrap the world in ribbons and then give it all to you
I'd teach the birds such lovely words and make them sing for you
I'd put those stars right in a jar and give them all to you.



Melody Gardot

Cosas que no sé

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Canção das horas nº 25

Green Grass

Lay your head where my heart used to be
Hold the earth above me
Lay down in the green grass
Remember when you loved me

Come closer don't be shy
Stand beneath a rainy sky
The moon is over the rise
Think of me as a train goes by

Clear the thistles and brambles
Whistle 'Didn't He Ramble'
Now there's a bubble of me
And it's floating in thee

Stand in the shade of me
Things are now made of me
The weather vane will say
It smells like rain today

God took the stars and he tossed them
Can't tell the birds from the blossoms
You'll never be free of me
He'll make a tree from me

Don't say good bye to me
Describe the sky to me
And if the sky falls, mark my words
We'll catch mocking birds

Lay your head where my heart used to be
Hold the earth above me
Lay down in the green grass
Remember when you loved me
Remember when you loved me
Remember when you loved me

Tom Waits by Cibelle

© Green grass

Saturday night indian fever!

Friday indian fever...

Odisseia

Gil,


You know I love you. I feel I've loved you forever.

Lately I haven't been feeling very well. Truth be told, I'm tired.

Out in the desert, under that car that night, I realized something and I haven't been able to shake it.

Since my father died, I spent almost my entire life with ghosts. We've been like close friends and out there in the desert, it occurred to me, that it was time for me to bury them. I can't do that here.

I'm so sorry.

No matter how hard I try to fight it off, I'm left with a feeling that, I have to go. I have no idea where I'm going, but I know I have to do this. If I don't, I'm afraid I'll self-destruct, and worse, you'll be there to see it happen. Be safe.

Know that I tried very hard to stay. Know that you are my one and only. I will miss you with every beat of my heart. Our life together was the only home I've ever really had. I wouldn't trade it for anything.

I love you...I always will.


Goodbye.

"Sara Sidle goodbye letter to Grissom", CSI Las Vegas, Season 8, "Goodbye and good luck".

Canção das horas nº 24

Cosmia

when you ate I saw your eyelashes
saw them shake like wind on rushes
in the corn field when she called me
moths surround me - thought they'd drown me

and I miss your precious heart...

dried rose petal, red-brown circles
framed your eyes and stained your knuckles

and all those lonely nights down by the river
brought me bread and water (water, in)
but though I tried so hard, my little darling
I couldn't keep the night from coming in

and all those lonely nights down by the river
I was brought my bread and water by the kith and the kin
now in the quiet hour when I am sleepin'
I cannot keep the night from comin' in

why've you gone away, gone away again?
I'll sleep through the rest of my days
if you've gone away again

sleep through the rest of my days...

why've you gone away, away?
seven suns, seven suns
away, away, away, away

can you hear me? will you listen?
don't come near me, don't go missing
in the lissome light of evening
help me, Cosmia, I'm grieving

beneath the porch light, we've all been circling
beat our dust hearts, singe our flour wings
but in the corner, something is happening!
wild Cosmia, what have you seen?

water were your limbs, and the fire was your hair
and then the moonlight caught your eye
and you rose through the air
well, if you've seen true light, then this is my prayer:
will you call me when you get there?

and I miss your precious heart
and miss, and miss, and miss
and miss, and miss, and miss
and miss, and miss your heart
but release your precious heart
to its feast, for precious hearts


Joanna Newsom

Canção das horas nº 23

Dez

Dez vezes te digo

dez vezes te digo

dez vezes te digo

dez vezes te digo

dez vezes te digo

dez vezes te digo

dez vezes te digo

dez vezes te digo

dez vezes te digo

dez vezes te digo que te amo

e uma vez mais te adoro.

© Marcelo Maimoni

graças

"gosto de caminhar em silêncio. às vezes, tenho medo e choro no escuro. há dias em que sei que nada é mais exacto do que a alegria. comove-me a bondade verdadeira, que actua escondida. café. donuts. coca-cola. caracóis e cerveja no verão. viajar. gosto de voltar às origens. ser criança. rir. ser tolo e dizer só tolices. praia. mar. amigos. de repetir mentalmente os versos do mundo. áfrica no coração, na pele, nos sentidos. a noite escura de são joão da cruz. o inverno em praias desertas. acredito no poder das mãos unidas. dorminhoco e preguiçoso. música para respirar. tori amos e a "cooling". acredito que duas pessoas podem existir com força bruta uma para a outra mesmo no silêncio e na distância. acredito que há outras que falam mais do que deviam. acredito que há desertos imensamente duros na vida. acredito na infância do coração. acredito na bondade, acredito na rectidão. admiro os inocentes por discernimento. acredito na esperança. acredito que, no final, vamos saber tudo o que deveríamos ter sabido pelo caminho. acredito que estamos sempre muito perto de perder tudo. mas sei que tudo isto perde validade e se subverte, quando acredito ainda mais no Amor e nos Mistérios."

C.

_parabéns C.

Canção das horas nº 22