sexta-feira, 28 de agosto de 2009

Canção das horas nº 28


(...)
You took the part that once was my heart
So why not take all of me.




terça-feira, 25 de agosto de 2009

Let's dance for mercy!

Yeah Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah Yeah

I love you
But I gotta stay true
My morals got me on my knees
I’m begging please stop playing games

I don’t know what this is
‘Cause you got me good
Just like you knew you would
I don’t know what you do
But you do it well
I’m under your spell

You got me begging you for mercy
Why won’t you release me
You got me begging you for mercy
why won’t you release me
I said release me

Now you think that I
Will be something on the side
But you got to understand
That I need a man
Who can take my hand yes I do

I don’t know what this is
But you got me good
Just like you knew you would

I don’t know what you do
But you do it well
I’m under your spell

You got me begging you for mercy
Why wont you release me
You got me begging you for mercy
Why wont you release me
I said you’d better release

I’m begging you for mercy
Yes why won’t you realse me
I’m begging you for mercy
You got me begging
You got me begging
You got me begging


Duffy




quarta-feira, 12 de agosto de 2009

segunda-feira, 10 de agosto de 2009

Restauração


Parabéns aos bravos Heróis que às primeiras horas da madrugada restauraram a legalidade! Viva o Rei! Viva Portugal!

The very thought of you*

The very thought of you and I forget to do
The little ordinary things that everyone ought to do
Im living in a kind of daydream
Im happy as a king
And foolish though it may seem
To me thats everything

The mere idea of you, the longing here for you
Youll never know how slow the moments go till Im near to you
I see your face in every flower
Your eyes in stars above
Its just the thought of you
The very thought of you, my love


Ray Noble




* "Do coração para a cabeça e da cabeça para o coração". Sempre. Para sempre. À toujours...









The Very Thought of You - Nat King Cole

quinta-feira, 30 de julho de 2009

quarta-feira, 29 de julho de 2009

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



quinta-feira, 23 de julho de 2009