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Parece que estou a ouvir #437
Brandi Carlile
All of these lines across my face
Tell you the story of who I am
So many stories of where I've been
And how I got to where I am
But these stories don't mean anything
When you've got no one to tell them to
It's true, I was made for you
I climbed across the mountain tops
Swam all across the ocean blue
I crossed all the lines and I broke all the rules
But baby, I broke them all for you
Oh, because even when I was flat broke
You made me feel like a million bucks
You do, and I was made for you
You see the smile that's on my mouth
It's hiding the words that don't come out
And all of my friends who think that I'm blessed
They don't know my head is a mess
No, they don't know who I really am
And they don't know what I've been through like you do
And I was made for you
All of these lines across my face
Tell you the story of who I am
So many stories of where I've been
And how I got to where I am
Oh, but these stories don't mean anything
When you've got no one to tell them to
It's true, I was made for you
Oh, yeah, well it's true that I was made for you
So many stories of where I've been
And how I got to where I am
But these stories don't mean anything
When you've got no one to tell them to
It's true, I was made for you
I climbed across the mountain tops
Swam all across the ocean blue
I crossed all the lines and I broke all the rules
But baby, I broke them all for you
Oh, because even when I was flat broke
You made me feel like a million bucks
You do, and I was made for you
You see the smile that's on my mouth
It's hiding the words that don't come out
And all of my friends who think that I'm blessed
They don't know my head is a mess
No, they don't know who I really am
And they don't know what I've been through like you do
And I was made for you
All of these lines across my face
Tell you the story of who I am
So many stories of where I've been
And how I got to where I am
Oh, but these stories don't mean anything
When you've got no one to tell them to
It's true, I was made for you
Oh, yeah, well it's true that I was made for you
24 março, 2024
Pedaços de Veneza #11
Longe do centro histórico
fica o bairro de Santa Elena numa das ilhas mais recentes de Veneza
apenas construídas nos anos 60 do século XX;
há roupa estendida, parque e marina,
como numa vulgar cidade à beira mar.
23 março, 2024
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Palavras lidas #580
The Field
by Tim Nolan
Remember that meadow up above the ridge
where the dog ran around in circles
and we were tired from the climb up
and everything was tilted sideways
including the running in circles
of the ecstatic dog his bright tongue
lapping at the air and we were
leaning into the heart of the field
where no battle ever took place
where no farmer ever bothered
to turn the soil yet everything
seemed to have happened there everything
seemed to be happening at once enough
so we’ve never forgotten how full the field
was and how we were there too and full
by Tim Nolan
Remember that meadow up above the ridge
where the dog ran around in circles
and we were tired from the climb up
and everything was tilted sideways
including the running in circles
of the ecstatic dog his bright tongue
lapping at the air and we were
leaning into the heart of the field
where no battle ever took place
where no farmer ever bothered
to turn the soil yet everything
seemed to have happened there everything
seemed to be happening at once enough
so we’ve never forgotten how full the field
was and how we were there too and full
Etiquetas:
Palavras lidas,
Poesia-Poetry
20 março, 2024
Ditto #579
That point of self-education which consists in teaching the mind to resist its desires and inclinations, until they are proven to be right, is the most important of all.
-- Michael Faraday
18 março, 2024
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Parece que estou a ouvir #436
O que temo e o que desejo
Lina e Rodrigo Cuevas
O que temo, e o que desejo
Que sempre o que temo, vejo
Que isso me dera da morte
O que temo, e o que desejo
Que sempre o que temo, vejo
Que isso me dera da morte
De maneira me sucede
Nunca o que a vontade pede
Alma e vida a toda a sorte
De maneira me sucede
Nunca o que a vontade pede
Alma e vida a toda a sorte
Con ganas de darme muerte
El morirme es dulce suerte
Ojos que os detenéis
Con ganas de darme muerte
El morirme es dulce suerte
Ojos que os detenéis
Muerto volvéis a mirarme
Acabad ya de matarme
Por que me resucitéis
Muerto volvéis a mirarme
Acabad ya de matarme
Por que me resucitéis
Alma e vida a toda a sorte
Que isso me dera da morte
De maneira me sucede
Alma e vida a toda a sorte
Que isso me dera da morte
De maneira me sucede
O que temo, e o que desejo
Que sempre o que temo, vejo
Nunca o que a vontade pede
O que temo, e o que desejo
Que sempre o que temo, vejo
Nunca o que a vontade pede
La llaga, cierto, es la mía
El morirme es alegría
Y así digo que acabéis
La llaga, cierto, es la mía
El morirme es alegría
Y así digo que acabéis
Ojos ya de matarme
Muerto volvéis a mirarme
Por que me resucitéis
Ojos ya de matarme
Muerto volvéis a mirarme
Por que me resucitéis
Ojos ya de matarme
Muerto volvéis a mirarme
Por que me resucitéis
Ojos ya de matarme
Muerto volvéis a mirarme
Por que me resucitéis
Ojos ya de matarme
Muerto volvéis a mirarme
Por que me resucitéis
Lina e Rodrigo Cuevas
O que temo, e o que desejo
Que sempre o que temo, vejo
Que isso me dera da morte
O que temo, e o que desejo
Que sempre o que temo, vejo
Que isso me dera da morte
De maneira me sucede
Nunca o que a vontade pede
Alma e vida a toda a sorte
De maneira me sucede
Nunca o que a vontade pede
Alma e vida a toda a sorte
Con ganas de darme muerte
El morirme es dulce suerte
Ojos que os detenéis
Con ganas de darme muerte
El morirme es dulce suerte
Ojos que os detenéis
Muerto volvéis a mirarme
Acabad ya de matarme
Por que me resucitéis
Muerto volvéis a mirarme
Acabad ya de matarme
Por que me resucitéis
Alma e vida a toda a sorte
Que isso me dera da morte
De maneira me sucede
Alma e vida a toda a sorte
Que isso me dera da morte
De maneira me sucede
O que temo, e o que desejo
Que sempre o que temo, vejo
Nunca o que a vontade pede
O que temo, e o que desejo
Que sempre o que temo, vejo
Nunca o que a vontade pede
La llaga, cierto, es la mía
El morirme es alegría
Y así digo que acabéis
La llaga, cierto, es la mía
El morirme es alegría
Y así digo que acabéis
Ojos ya de matarme
Muerto volvéis a mirarme
Por que me resucitéis
Ojos ya de matarme
Muerto volvéis a mirarme
Por que me resucitéis
Ojos ya de matarme
Muerto volvéis a mirarme
Por que me resucitéis
Ojos ya de matarme
Muerto volvéis a mirarme
Por que me resucitéis
Ojos ya de matarme
Muerto volvéis a mirarme
Por que me resucitéis
16 março, 2024
Numa sala perto de mim #449
Anatomy of a Fall (2023) starts with the death of a member of a couple of academics who tragically falls from a high window. In the ensuing investigation and court case, it's apparent each of them likes their profession more than the life they built together, to the point that every emerging problem seems an imposition of the other on one's own work. The explanations for the death are plausible from the experts' perspective but uncorroborated by a third party, leaving the court's decision to the balance of probabilities. Which story is more likely is anyone's guess. There are no winners. Excellent acting and directing keeping the tension high for the entire duration of the film (2h32m).
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