segunda-feira, 1 de junho de 2009
Guns N' Roses - Sweet Child O' Mine
Porque hoje é o dia da criança. Uma das grandes músicas dos Guns e uma das minhas preferidas, com um excelente solo do Slash.
She's got a smile that it seems to me
Reminds me of childhood memories
Where everything
Was as fresh as the bright blue sky
Now and then when I see her face
She takes me away to that special place
And if I stay there too long
I'd probably break down and cry
Sweet child o' mine
Sweet love o' mine
She's got eyes of the bluest skies
As if they thought of rain
I hate to look into those eyes
And see an ounce of pain
Her hair reminds me of a warm safe place
Where as a child I'd hide
And pray for the thunder
And the rain
To quietly pass me by
Sweet child o' mine
Sweet love o' mine
Sweet Child o' mine
Sweet love o' mine
Sweet Child o' mine
Sweet love o' mine
Where do we go
Where do we go now
Where do we go
Sweet child o' mine
quarta-feira, 27 de maio de 2009
Herman José - Serafim Saudade
Grande música e grande momento de humor, através de um grande artista.
Refrão:
Serafim, Serafim Saudade
Aqui estou e na verdade sei que sou o que sonhei
Serafim, Serafim sou eu
Trago comigo o que é meu, este nome que criei
Serafim, Serafim aos molhos
A saudade nos meus olhos em milagres de prata
Serafim, Serafim artista
De rádio, de tv-disco e de cassete pirata
Serafim é o meu nome
Já passei fome, já passei fome
Suportei tacos ofensas
Tive doenças, tive doenças
Dava um livro a minha história
Mais inglória, mais inglória
Numa estrada de amargura
Minha vida uma aventura, tão honesta e meritória
O meu pai fugiu de casa
Com um grão na asa. Com um grão na asa
Minha mãe ficou demente
Foi de aguardente, foi de aguardente
Fui viver com uma tia
Que me batia, que me batia
Ainda novo andei nas obras
Entre lagartos e cobras, trabalhando como um cão
Nos momentos de cansaço
Afinava no bagaço e cantava esta canção
Refrão
Vivi num país distante
Fui emigrante, fui emigrante
E lá longe no estrangeiro
Ganhei dinheiro, ganhei dinheiro
Trouxe mais de dois mil contos
Fora os descontos, fora os descontos
E abri um restaurante
Muito jeitosinho e cativante, onde canto pra vocês
E a Teresa de Bragança
Companheira de confiança, fez de mim mais português
Refrão
domingo, 17 de maio de 2009
Maroon 5 - Harder to Breathe
Quando fica dificil respirar...morre. Bom som dos Maroon 5.
How dare you say that my behavior is unacceptable
So condescending unnecessarily critical
I have the tendency of getting very physical
So watch your step cause if I do you'll need a miracle
You drain me dry and make me wonder why I'm even here
This Double Vision I was seeing is finally clear
You want to stay but you know very well I want you gone
Not fit to funkin' tread the ground I'm walking on
When it gets cold outside and you got nobody to love
You'll understand what I mean when I say
There's no way we're gonna give up
And like a little girl cries in the face
Of a monster that lives in her dreams
Is there anyone out there?
Cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe
Is there anyone out there?
Cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe
What you are doing is screwing things up inside my head
You should know better you never listened to a word I said
Clutching your pillow and writhing in a naked sweat
Hoping somebody someday, will do you like I did?
When it gets cold outside and you got nobody to love
You'll understand what I mean when I say
There's no way we're gonna give up
And like a little girl cries in the face
Of a monster that lives in her dreams
Is there anyone out there?
Cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe
Is there anyone out there?
Cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe
Does it kill?
Does it burn?
Is it painful to learn?
That it's me that has all the control
Does it thrill?
Does it sting?
When you feel what I bring
And you wish that you had me to hold
When it gets cold outside and you got nobody to love
You'll understand what I mean when I say
There's no way we're gonna give up
And like a little girl cries in the face
Of a monster that lives in her dreams
Is there anyone out there?
Cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe
Is there anyone out there?
Cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe
Is there anyone out there?
Cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe
terça-feira, 28 de abril de 2009
Franz Ferdinand - This Fire
Grande som, on fire.
Eyes, boring a way through me
Paralyse, controlling completely
Now there is a fire in me
A fire that burns
This fire is out of control
I'm going to burn this city
Burn this city
This fire is out of control
I'm going to burn this city
Burn this city
This fire is out of control
I'm going to burn this city
Burn this city
This fire is out of control
I'm going to burn it, I'll burn it
I, I, I'll burn it down
Eyes, burning a way through me
Overwhelm, destroying so sweetly
Now, there is a fire within me
A fire that burns
This fire is out of control
I'm going to burn this city
Burn this city
This fire is out of control
I'm going to burn this city
Burn this city
This fire is out of control
Then I, I'm out of control
And I burn,
Oh, how I burn for you
Burn, oh how I burn for you
Burn, how I
Burn, how I
Burn, oh how I...
This fire is out of control,
I'm gonna burn this city,
Burn this city...
sábado, 25 de abril de 2009
José Afonso - Grândola vila morena
No dia 29 de Março de 1974, Grândola, Vila Morena foi cantada no encerramento de um espectáculo no Coliseu de Lisboa. Na assistência estavam militares do MFA, que viriam a escolher a canção como uma das senhas para o arranque da Revolução dos Cravos. Curiosamente, para esse espectáculo a censura do regime fascista havia proibido a interpretação de várias canções de Zeca, entre as quais "Venham Mais Cinco", "Menina dos Olhos Tristes", "A Morte Saiu à Rua" e "Gastão Era Perfeito".
À meia-noite e vinte minutos da madrugada do dia 25 de Abril de 1974, a "Grândola, Vila Morena" foi tocada no programa Limite da Rádio Renascença. Era a segunda senha que confirmava o bom andamento das operações e despoletava o avanço das forças organizadas pelo MFA. A primeira senha, tocada cerca de hora e meia antes, às 22 horas e 55 minutos do dia 24 de Abril, foi a música "E depois do adeus", cantada por Paulo de Carvalho.
Grândola, vila morena
Terra da fraternidade
O povo é quem mais ordena
Dentro de ti, ó cidade
Dentro de ti, ó cidade
O povo é quem mais ordena
Terra da fraternidade
Grândola, vila morena
Em cada esquina um amigo
Em cada rosto igualdade
Grândola, vila morena
Terra da fraternidade
Terra da fraternidade
Grândola, vila morena
Em cada rosto igualdade
O povo é quem mais ordena
À sombra duma azinheira
Que já não sabia a idade
Jurei ter por companheira
Grândola a tua vontade
sábado, 18 de abril de 2009
Moloko - The Time is Now
Bela descrição da ansiedade temporal, vivida pelos apaixonados. Uma grande música dos Moloko e uma bela actuação da Roisin Murphy.
You're my last breath
You're a breath of fresh air to me
Hi, I'm empty
So tell me you care for me
You're the first thing
And the last thing on my mind
In your arms I feel
Sunshine
On a promise
A day dream yet to come
Time is upon us
Oh but the night is young
Flowers blossom
In the winter time
In your arms I feel
Sunshine
Give up yourself unto the moment
The time is now
Give up yourself unto the moment
Let's make this moment last
You may find yourself
Out on a limb for me
Could you expect it as
A part of your destiny
I give all I have
But it's not enough
And my patience is shot
So I'm calling your bluff
Give up yourself unto the moment
The time is now
Give up yourself unto the moment
Let's make this moment last
Give up yourself unto the moment
The time is now
Give up yourself unto the moment
Let's make this moment ... last
And we gave it time
All eyes are on the clock
But time takes too much time
Please make the waiting stop
And the atmosphere is charged.
In you I trust.
And I feel no fear as I
Do as I must.
Give up yourself unto the moment
The time is now
Give up yourself unto the moment
Let's make this moment last.
Give up yourself unto the moment
The time is now
Give up yourself unto the moment
Let's make this moment last
Tempted by fear
And I won't hesitate
The time is now
And I can't wait
I've been empty too long
The time is now
Took a chance and now it's gone
And the time has come
Let's make this moment last
And the night is young
The time is now.
Let's make this moment last.
Give up yourself unto the moment
The time is now
Give up yourself unto the moment
sexta-feira, 17 de abril de 2009
Irmãos Catita - Putas em Portugal e No Mundo
Grandes rimas e está tudo dito.
As da patagónia
Fazem cerimónia,
Mas as do perú
Gostam de levar no cú,
A puta da rua
Fode toda nua,
A puta armã
Nunca tirra o soutien,
As de leningrado
Fodem com agrado,
Mas as de moscovo
Pertencem ao povo...
Pu putas de todas as terras e lugares
Pu putas às centenas e aos milhares...!
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