sexta-feira, 28 de dezembro de 2007

Grace Kelly



Mika- Grace Kelly



I wanna talk to you.

The last time we talked, Mr. Smith, you reduced me to tears.
I promise you, it won't happen again.

Do I attract you?
Do I repulse you with my queasy smile?
Am I too dirty?
Am I too flirty?
Do I like what you like?

I could be wholesome
I could be loathsome
Yes, I'm a little bit shy
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like me without making me try?

I try to be like Grace Kelly
But all her looks were too sad
So I tried a little Freddie
I've gone identity mad!

I could be brown
I could be blue
I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful
I could be purple
I could be anything you like
Gotta be green
Gotta be mean
Gotta be everything more
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you walk out the door!

Getting angry doesn't solve anything

How can I help ya
How can I help it
How can I help what you think?
Hello my baby
Hello my baby
Putting my life on the brink
Why don't you like me
Why don't you like me
Why don't you like yourself?
Should I bend over?
Should I look older just to be put on your shelf?

I try to be like Grace Kelly
But all her looks were too sad
So I tried a little Freddie
I've gone identity mad!

I could be brown
I could be blue
I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful
I could be purple
I could be anything you like
Gotta be green
Gotta be mean
Gotta be everything more
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you walk out the door!

Say what you want to satisfy yourself
But you only want what everybody else says you should want

I could be brown
I could be blue
I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful
I could be purple
I could be anything you like
Gotta be green
Gotta be mean
Gotta be everything more
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you walk out the door!

Humphrey, we're leaving.

quarta-feira, 26 de dezembro de 2007

All I Need Is Love???



Love, love, love
Love, love, love
Love, love, love
There's nothing you can do that can't be done
Nothing you can sing that can't be sung
Nothing you can say, but you can learn how the play the game
It's easy
There's nothing you can make that can't be made
No one you can save that can't be saved
Nothing you can do, but you can learn how to be you in time
It's easy
All you need is love
All you need is love
All you need is love, love
Love is all you need
Love, love, love
Love, love, love
Love, love, love
All you need is love
All you need is love
All you need is love, love
Love is all you need
There's nothing you can know that isn't known
Nothing you can see that isn't shown
Nowhere you can be that isn't where you're meant to beIt's easy
All you need is love
All you need is love
All you need is love, love
Love is all you need
All you need is love
All you need is love
All you need is love, love
Love is all you need
Love is all you need
Love is all you need
Love is all you need
Love is all you need
Love is all you need
(She loves you yeah, yeah, yeah!)



segunda-feira, 24 de dezembro de 2007

domingo, 23 de dezembro de 2007

De amores...

"Aqueles que se amaram muito um dia, têm que permanecer amigos para sempre ou o mundo fica cruel demais." Domingos de Oliveira.

Essa devia ser uma das leis da natureza. Mas como leis, mesmo aquelas muito boas, acabam por serem quebradas, segue outra máxima do amor:

"Todo amor que eu amei, no fundo eu dediquei, a mim e a mais ninguém." Angela .

O melhor e o pior do amor é que sempre fica a inspiração...



Duerme Negrito





Sempre achei que seria difícil dormir ouvindo tal canção, mesmo que na voz de Mercedes Sosa, La Negra Sosa.
Até me dar conta que é uma canção de acordar...
Ur.
"Duerme, duerme, negrito.
Que tu mama está en el campo, negrito.
Duerme, duerme, negrito.
Que tu mama está en el campo, negrito.
Te va a traer codornices para ti.
Te va a traer mucha cosa para ti.
Te va a traer carne de cerdo para ti.
Te va a traer mucha cosa para ti.
Y si negro no se duerme,
Viene diablo blancoY ¡zas!
Le come la patita.
Duerme, duerme, negrito.
Que tu mama está en el campo, negrito.
Trabajando, trabajando duramente,
Trabajando sí, trabajando y no le pagan,
Trabajando sí, trabajando y va tosiendo,
Trabajando sí, trabajando y va de luto,
Trabajando sí, pa'l negrito chiquitito,
Trabajando sí, no le pagan sí,
Duramente sí,va tosiendo sí, va de luto sí.
Duerme, duerme, negrito.
Que tu mama está en el campo, negrito."







sábado, 22 de dezembro de 2007

La Santa Muerte


Pensemos que una cara bella lo es por la piel y el color de misma. Pero si escarbarmos hallaremos la calavera que en poco se distingue de la que trae nuestro vecino, nuestro compañero de trabajo, nuestro mejor amigo o nuestro más odiado enemigo. De allí que la túnica de La Santa Muerte sea la cubierta, el disfraz con que "La Niña Blanca" oculta el destino que todos llevamos en nuestro cuerpo.