Showing posts with label SONGS. Show all posts
Showing posts with label SONGS. Show all posts

Tuesday, 19 October 2010

#19 How To Fight Loneliness -Wilco


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How to fight loneliness
Smile all the time
Shine your teeth to meaningless
And sharpen them with lies

And whatever is going down
Will you follow around
That’s how you fight loneliness

You laugh at every joke
Drag your blanket blindly
Fill your heart with smoke

And the first thing that you want
Will be the last thing you’ll ever need
That’s how you fight it

Just smile all the time
Just smile all the time
Just smile all the time
Just smile all the time

Friday, 15 October 2010

Read My Mind-The Killers

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On the corner of main street
Just tryin' to keep it in line
You say you wanna move on and
You say I'm falling behind

Can you read my mind?
Can you read my mind?

I never really gave up on
Breakin' out of this two-star town
I got the green light
I got a little fight
I'm gonna turn this thing around

Can you read my mind?
Can you read my mind?

The good old days
The honest man
The restless heart
A promised land
A subtle kiss
That no one sees
A broken wrist
And the big trapeize

Oh well I don't mind
If you don't mind
'Cause I don't shine
If you don't shine
Before you go

Can you read my mind?

It`s funny how we just break down
Waitin' on some sign
I pull up to the front of your driveway
With magic soakin' my spine

Can you read my mind?
Can you read my mind?

The teenage queen
The loaded gun
The drop-dead dream
The Chosen One
A southern drawl
A world unseen
A city wall
And a trampoline

Oh well I don't mind
If you don't mind
Cause I don't shine
If you don't shine
Before you jump
Tell me what you find
When you read my mind

Slippin in my faith
Until I fall
He never returned that call
Woman, open the door
Don't let it stay
I wanna breed that fire again

She said
I don't mind
If you don't mind
Cuz I don't shine
If you don't shine
Put your back on me
Put your back on me
Put your back on me

(ooooooo)

The stars are blazing
Like rebel diamonds
Cut out of the sun
Can you read my mind

Tuesday, 5 October 2010

These Days-Joy Division

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Morning seems strange, almost out of place.
Searched hard for you and your special ways.
These days, these days.

Spent all my time, learnt a killer's art.
Took threats and abuse 'till I'd learned the part.
Can you stay for these days?

These days, these days.

Used outward deception to get away,
Broken heart romance to make it pay.

These days, these days.

We'll drift through it all, it's the modern age.
Take care of it all now these debts are paid.
Can you stay for these days?

Sunday, 3 October 2010

O Tempo Não Pára- Cazuza



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Disparo contra o sol
Sou forte, sou por acaso
Minha metralhadora cheia de mágoas
Eu sou o cara
Cansado de correr
Na direção contrária
Sem pódio de chegada ou beijo de namorada
Eu sou mais um cara

Mas se você achar
Que eu tô derrotado
Saiba que ainda estão rolando os dados
Porque o tempo, o tempo não pára

Dias sim, dias não
Eu vou sobrevivendo sem um arranhão
Da caridade de quem me detesta

A tua piscina tá cheia de ratos
Tuas idéias não correspondem aos fatos
O tempo não pára

Eu vejo o futuro repetir o passado
Eu vejo um museu de grandes novidades
O tempo não pára
Não pára, não, não pára

Eu não tenho data pra comemorar
Às vezes os meus dias são de par em par
Procurando agulha no palheiro

Nas noites de frio é melhor nem nascer
Nas de calor, se escolhe: é matar ou morrer
E assim nos tornamos brasileiros
Te chamam de ladrão, de bicha, maconheiro
Transformam o país inteiro num puteiro
Pois assim se ganha mais dinheiro

A tua piscina tá cheia de ratos
Tuas idéias não correspondem aos fatos
O tempo não pára

Eu vejo o futuro repetir o passado
Eu vejo um museu de grandes novidades
O tempo não pára
Não pára, não, não pára

Saturday, 2 October 2010

Skinny Love-Bon Iver

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Come on skinny love just last the year
Pour a little salt we were never here
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer

I tell my love to wreck it all
Cut out all the ropes and let me fall
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Right in the moment this order's tall

I told you to be patient
I told you to be fine
I told you to be balanced
I told you to be kind
In the morning i'll be with you
But it will be a different "kind"
I'll be holding all the tickets
And you'll be owning all the fines

Come on skinny love what happened here
Suckle on the hope in lite brassiere
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Sullen load is full; so slow on the split

I told you to be patient
I told you to be fine
I told you to be balanced
I told you to be kind
Now all your love is wasted?
Then who the hell was i?
Now i'm breaking at the britches
And at the end of all your lines

Who will love you?
Who will fight?
Who will fall far behind?

Wednesday, 1 September 2010

30 Days - Day 01 — Your favorite song

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Sorrow-The National



Sorrow found me when I was young,
Sorrow waited, sorrow won.
Sorrow that put me on the pills,
It's in my honey it's in my milk.
It's only about half a heart alone
On the water,
Cover me in rag and bones, sympathy.
Cause I don't wanna get over you.
I don't wanna get over you.

Sorrows my body on the waves
Sorrows a girl inside my cage
Didn't I see sorrow build?
It's in my honey, it's in my milk.
It's only my half of heart alone,
On the water,
Cover me in rag and bones, sympathy.
Cause I don't wanna get over you.
I don't wanna get over you.

It's only my half of heart alone,
On the water,
Cover me in rag and bones, sympathy.

Cause I don't wanna get over you.

I don't wanna get over you.



Friday, 27 August 2010

#27 una canción triste -Enrique Bunbury

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Una canción triste para los momentos bajos,

Para sentirte acompañado cuando te sientes vencido.
Una canción triste para cuando estás solo,
Cuando no sabes el modo de salir adelante.



Thursday, 26 August 2010

#26 Slow Show- The National

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Standing at the punch table swallowing punch
can’t pay attention to the sound of anyone
a little more stupid, a little more scared
every minute more unprepared

Thursday, 19 August 2010

#19 in the dark

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"The stars, the moon, they have all been blown out
You left me in the dark
No dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilight
In the shadow of your heart
"

Cosmic Love-Florence And The Machine

Wednesday, 7 July 2010

#7 Los Infelices


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Hoy festejaremos los infelices.
Hoy será nuestro día
un día de alegre tristeza.
Será una fiesta hiperpoblada
por que somos infinitos.
Bindaremos con vino tinto
y nos sofocará el gentío.
Abriremos las tumbas
y sacaremos a bailar
a nuestros muertos más queridos.
Y dios se enojará
rugirá de ira…
pero no nos importará
por que dios no existe.
No será un coctel refinado…
No será una rave
de pastilleros drogadictos…
Hoy festejaremos los infelices.
Los solos.
Los muertos en vida de tristeza.
Los sin casa.
Los sin comida.
Los sin sentido.
Los sin.
Nada.
Los desolados
se cruzaran con ojos cómplices
y encontrarán amantes mediasnaranjas.
Los sin madre volverán al útero
y serán abrigados por una canción de cuna interminable.
Abriremos los loqueros y las cárceles
y cantaremos todos juntos
sin saber desafinando.
Cantaremos a los gritos
bailaremos sin parar
hasta que los huesos se nos pulvericen
y tocaremos nuestras manos.
Palparemos huellas digitales infelices.
Identidad tiste.
Condena.
Hoy festejaremos los infelices.
Se verá ridículo desde la distancia
ver tantas caras grises habitadas por sonrisas.
Que día
maravilloso
increíble
sublime.
Durarán hasta el primer canto del primer pájaro
los festejos.
Hasta que el primer rayo leve de luz
nos perfore la cabeza
Como vampiros inmortales
condenados a una inacabable tristeza
dejaremos la fiesta.
Barreremos el cotillón.
Pincharemos los globos
y nos dolerá la cabeza
producto del alcohol barato consumido.
Nos ahorcará el arrepentimiento
la grandiosa eterna madre culpa.
Querremos vomitar eso ácidos jugos
de cargo de conciencia y vino tinto.
Volveremos a nuestras íntimas cámaras de tortura
a que nos siga sangrando el corazón con desenfreno.
Pero después
cuando todo termine.
Ahora…
Ahora vistámonos de riguroso largo y etiqueta
porque hoy…
hoy sí…
Hoy festejaremos los infelices.

NATY MENSTRUAL
OCTUBRE 2005-10-23