sábado, abril 30, 2005

Missing - Evanescence

Please, please forgive me,
But I won’t be home again.
Maybe someday you’ll look out,
And, barely conscious, you’ll say to no one:
Isn’t something missing?
You won’t cry for my absence, I know
You forgot me long ago.
Am I that unimportant?
Am I so insignificant?
Isn’t something missing?
Isn’t someone missing me?
Even though I’d be sacrificed,
You won’t try for me, not now.
Though I’d die to know you love me,
I’m all alone.
Isn’t someone missing me?
Please, please forgive me,
But I won’t be home again.
I know what you do to yourself,
I breathe deep and cry out:
Isn’t something missing?
Isn’t someone missing me?
Even though I’d be sacrificed,
You won’t try for me, not now.
Though I’d die to know you love me,
I’m all alone.
Isn’t someone missing me?
And if I bleed, I’ll bleed,
Knowing you don’t care.
And if I sleep just to dream of you
And wake without you there,
Isn’t something missing?
Isn’t something...
Even though I’d be sacrificed,
You won’t try for me, not now.
Though I’d die to know you love me,
I’m all alone.
Isn't something missing?
Isn’t someone missing me?

Como fazer um amor durar?

Uma mãe e a sua filha estavam a caminhar pela praia. Num certo ponto, a menina disse:
- Como se faz para manter um amor?
A mãe olhou para a filha e respondeu:
- Pega num pouco de areia e fecha a mão com força...
A menina assim fez e reparou que quanto mais forte apertava a areia com a mão com mais velocidade a areia escapava.
- Mamã, mas assim a areia cai!
- Eu sei, agora abre completamente a mão...
A menina assim fez, mas veio um vento forte e levou consigo a areia que restava em sua mão. - Assim também não consigo mantê-la na minha mão!
A mãe, sempre a sorrir disse-lhe:
- Agora pega outra vez um pouco de areia e mantenha na mão semi aberta como se fosse uma colher, bastante fechada para protegê-la e bastante aberta para lhe dar liberdade.
A menina experimenta e vê que a areia não lhe escapa da mão e está protegida do vento.
"É assim que se faz durar um amor!"

What is Love?

What is love?
Can it really be explained?
Is it really a bed of Roses?
Or is it really a bed of pain?
For some love is roses.
For they treat it as they should.
And if you treat love like you ought to.
Then love will treat you good!
Be kind to the one you love.
And always keep in mind.
That the future's what's important
So leave the past behind.
Love is full of happiness
Full of laughter, thrills, and joy,
But always keep respect for love,
Because love is not a toy
Though love is not a painful word
It hurts people everyday.
And sometimes when you are in love.
That's the price you pay!

quinta-feira, abril 28, 2005

To Brandon

Brandon

And he has left us.

yet, in his absence,
His presence is
And shall be
Stronger than ever.
For he is

everywhere now,
And he isinside of us;
We, who witnessed

The brilliance
Of his flame
And were warmed
by its heat;
We, who heard

the chimes
of his churchbell laughter
Ring the plainsof starry dawns;
We, who stoodin the pure rain

of his divine
And noble spirit
Are now its
blessed, honoured keepers.
Whithin and through us

He shall live on
And our lives
Shall ever be enriched
By himin ways
Wondrous and untold.
Fly high, dear friend.

-Robert Zuckerman - March 31, 1993

quarta-feira, abril 27, 2005

Jane Siberry - It won't Rain All the Time

We walked the narrow path
Beneath the smoking skies
Sometimes barely tell the difference
Between darkness and light
Do we have faith in what we believe?
The truest test is when we cannot see

I hear pounding feet in the streets below
And the women crying and the children know
That there's something wrong
It's hard to belive that love will prevail

It won't rain all the time
The sky won't fall forever
And though the night seems long
your tears won't fall forever

When I'm lonely, I lie awake at night
And I wish you were here, I miss you.
Can you tell me is there something more to believe in?
Or is this all there is?

And the pounding feet in the streets below
And a window breaks and a woman falls, there's,
There's something wrong
It's hard to belive that love will prevail.

It won't rain all the time...
Last night I had a dream
You came into my room
You took me into your arms
Whispering and kissing me
And telling me to still believe
(Within the emptiness of
The burning cities against which
We set our darkest of selves)
Until finally I felt safe and warm
I fell asleep in your arms
And when I awoke I cried again
For you were gone
Can you hear me?
It won't rain all the time
The sky won't fall forever
And though the night seems long
Your tears won't fall forever

Realidade ou Sonho?

Sonho é a realidade onde habitas,
Onde não preciso de te procurar,
Pois tu és o meu sonho,
um sonho a realizar
Sonho onde há perdão,
Onde não há mal-entendidos,
brigas ou confusão,
Sonho onde eu e tu estamos juntos...
Com a felicidade a acompanhar,
O vento da paixão bate na cara para nos refrescar,
Os pastos verdes da saudade,
Foram substituidos pelo sol abrasador,
Onde eu e tu deitados na praia...
Ao põr-do-sol fazemos amor!!

domingo, abril 24, 2005

Tormento


O campo já não tem rosas,
As noites já não têm luar,
E as ventos andam trocados,
Que nem parecem soprar,
O meu mal já não tem cura,
Porque já é mal de raíz,
Desde o berço até à sepultura,
Tenho de ser infeliz,
No céu se pagam os males,
Que no mundo se fizeram,
Se é assim,
Meus olhos belos castigos esperam,
Quem ri está contente,
Quem chora está infeliz,
Mas cala-te ó coração,
Pois isso nunca se diz.

quinta-feira, abril 21, 2005

Perdida

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Andava perdida,
No reino da solidão,
Até que chegaste tu,
Montado nas asas da fantasia,
E encheste o meu coração.
Gostava de puder expressar,
Aquilo que por ti sinto,
No entanto,
Não encontro expressões,
Pois é superior a qualquer sentimento,
Conhecido,
Sinto vontade de rir,
Sinto vontade de chorar,
Não sei o que é,
Pois será que sei o,
Que realmente é amar?


A felicidade


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A felicidade quero encontrar,
Para dizeres que de mim gostavas,
Sei que isso vai tardar,
Pois o teus fantasmas não afastas,
Vivo com esperança,
Que um dia possas falar,
Tenho pena,
De tanto esperar,
Sabendo que tu,
No fundo,
Me estás a amar.
Sinto a tua falta,
Mas que posso eu fazer,
Pois ao meu coração,
Não te posso obrigar a pertencer,
Estou desiludida,
Pois estás a escapar-me entre os dedos,
Antes a minha vida sorria,
Agora tenho tantos medos,
Afasta a tristeza e as dúvidas,
Pois podemos ser amigos,
Podemos ser namorados,
Podermos sentir a alegria,
De nos sentirmos realizados e apaixonados.


domingo, abril 17, 2005

My Immortal - Evanescence


i'm so tired of being here
suppressed by all of my childish fears
and if you have to leave
i wish that you would just leave
because your presence still lingers here
and it won't leave me alone
these wounds won't seem to heal
this pain is just too real
there's just too much that time cannot erase
when you cried i'd wipe away all of your tears
when you'd scream i'd fight away all of your fears
and i've held your hand through all of these years
but you still have all of me
you used to captivate me
by your resonating light
but now i'm bound by the life you left behind
your face it haunts my once pleasant dreams
your voice it chased away all the sanity in me
these wounds won't seem to heal
this pain is just too real
there's just too much that time cannot erase
when you cried i'd wipe away all of your tears
when you'd scream i'd fight away all of your fears
and i've held your hand through all of these years
but you still have all of me
i've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone
and though you're still with me
i've been alone all along

Lutar e Vencer


Andava perdida,
Na estrada da solidão,
Até que chegaste tu,
Montado nas asas da fantasia,
Trazendo contigo,
Alegria e paixão,
De novo à minha vida,
Depressa me apaixonei,
No entanto,
No meio de tudo isto,
Assim como chegaste,
Fugiste do meu coração,
Sei que me amas,
E do meu lado queres estar,
Se o sentimento é mutuo,
Não vale a pena tentar?
Luta,
Luta por nós,
Como eu estou a lutar,
Para que novamente juntos,
Possamos voltar a estar.

terça-feira, abril 12, 2005

My lover´s gone - Dido

My lover's gone,
his boots no longer by my door,
he left at dawn,
and as I slept I felt him go
Returns no more,
I will not watch the ocean,
my lover's gone,
no earthly ships will ever
Bring him home again,
bring him home again
My lover's gone,
I know that kiss will be my last,
no more his song,
the tune upon his lips has passed
I sing alone,
while I watch the ocean,
my lover's gone,
no earthly ships will ever Bring him home again,
bring him home again