O fim de uma relação muda sempre a vida de uma pessoa. Por vezes para o mal, quando se trata de uma separação conflituosa, outras vezes para o bem, quando as duas acabam com um sorriso nos lábios...
A vida quotidiana pode ser madrasta! Pode criar circunstâncias que afastam duas pessoas de modo a que elas sintam ser difícil continuar juntas. Nada tem a ver com sentimentos, quando esses são fortes, mas trata-se de entender que um passo atrás pode ser muitas vezes a melhor solução para dar dois em frente.
Acredito que cada um faz o seu caminho, mas que devemos entender o destino! Porque se realmente estamos destinados a algo, as circunstâncias irão propiciar isso. Já tive inúmeros exemplos disso, por isso acredito.
Estou bem, estou tranquilo, estou diferente. Diferente, não porque estivesse infeliz antes, mas porque uma parte da minha vida mudou. Talvez que a escrita demonstre isso, porque realmente as palavras reflectem sempre o que sinto e o que vivo...
AT
PS- Este blog vai pausar durante algum tempo...
sexta-feira, setembro 29, 2006
quinta-feira, setembro 21, 2006
Um simples toque...
Todo um corpo para explorar... O teu corpo é um mundo de sonho onde me imagino a entrar. A tua pele macia desliza na minha mão inquieta! Bastam as pontas dos dedos, um simples toque tão real como imaginado para que o teu corpo se transforme num instrumento perfeito...
Your Body Is A Wonderland
John Mayer
We got the afternoon
You got this room for two
One thing I've left to do
Discover me
Discovering you
One mile to every inch of
Your skin like porcelain
One pair of candy lips and
Your bubblegum tongue
And if you want love
We'll make it
Swimming a deep sea
Of blankets
Take all your big plans
And break 'em
This is bound to be a while
Your body Is a wonderland
Your body is a wonder
(I'll use my hands)
Your body Is a wonderland
Something 'bout the way your hair
falls in your face
I love the shape you take when crawling
towards the pillowcase
You tell me where to go and
Though I might leave to find it
I'll never let your head hit the bed
Without my hand behind it
You want love?
We'll make it
Swimming a deep sea
Of blankets
Take all your big plans
And break 'em
This is bound to be a while
Your body Is a wonderland
Your body is a wonder
(I'll use my hands)
Your body Is a wonderland
Damn baby
You frustrate me
I know you're mine all mine all mine
But you look so good it hurts sometimes
Your body Is a wonderland
Your body is a wonder
(I'll use my hands)
Your body is a wonderland
Your body Is a wonderland
Your Body Is A Wonderland
John Mayer
We got the afternoon
You got this room for two
One thing I've left to do
Discover me
Discovering you
One mile to every inch of
Your skin like porcelain
One pair of candy lips and
Your bubblegum tongue
And if you want love
We'll make it
Swimming a deep sea
Of blankets
Take all your big plans
And break 'em
This is bound to be a while
Your body Is a wonderland
Your body is a wonder
(I'll use my hands)
Your body Is a wonderland
Something 'bout the way your hair
falls in your face
I love the shape you take when crawling
towards the pillowcase
You tell me where to go and
Though I might leave to find it
I'll never let your head hit the bed
Without my hand behind it
You want love?
We'll make it
Swimming a deep sea
Of blankets
Take all your big plans
And break 'em
This is bound to be a while
Your body Is a wonderland
Your body is a wonder
(I'll use my hands)
Your body Is a wonderland
Damn baby
You frustrate me
I know you're mine all mine all mine
But you look so good it hurts sometimes
Your body Is a wonderland
Your body is a wonder
(I'll use my hands)
Your body is a wonderland
Your body Is a wonderland
domingo, setembro 17, 2006
Uma breve manhã...
Sabes que gosto de dormir... Gosto de passar a manhã deitado. Acordar só quando o sol já está forte... Mas há dias e dias...
O sol estava ainda preguiçoso e já eu tinha os olhos abertos. Reparava como o teu cabelo comprido caía sobre as tuas costas. A camisa de dormir azul fica bem na tua pele morena. Aproximo-me. A tua respiração calma faz-te ondular como o trigo ao vento. Cheiras bem. Não ao perfume que nos ilude o olfacto, mas o odor do teu corpo, da tua essência. Estás quente como sempre. Um calor bom que só apetece abraçar... Sei que gostas tanto de dormir como eu. Que não funcionas de manhã. Mas dou-te um beijo longo longo de bom dia. É que há dias e dias...
O sol estava ainda preguiçoso e já eu tinha os olhos abertos. Reparava como o teu cabelo comprido caía sobre as tuas costas. A camisa de dormir azul fica bem na tua pele morena. Aproximo-me. A tua respiração calma faz-te ondular como o trigo ao vento. Cheiras bem. Não ao perfume que nos ilude o olfacto, mas o odor do teu corpo, da tua essência. Estás quente como sempre. Um calor bom que só apetece abraçar... Sei que gostas tanto de dormir como eu. Que não funcionas de manhã. Mas dou-te um beijo longo longo de bom dia. É que há dias e dias...
sexta-feira, setembro 15, 2006
Uma noite longa longa...
Imagino-te encostada à comoda, a pôr maquilhagem ao espelho. Estou encostado à porta e vejo-te com a tua lingerie preta. Sim, aquelas cuequinhas de renda preta que adoro... Vejo o modo como pões a base, como desenhas o risco nos olhos, e como, para surpresa minha, pões um gloss suave mas saboroso. Já te apercebeste da minha presença! Viras-te e perguntas-me se quero sair. Respondo que sim, se bem que só penso no minuto em que que te tiver só para mim... Uma noite sem fim...
Wonderful Tonight
Eric Clapton e Mark Knopfler
Its late in the evening
Shes wondering what clothes to wear
She puts on her make up
And brushes her long blonde hair
And then she asks me
Do I look alright
And I say yes, you look wonderful tonight
We go a party
And everyone turns to see
This beautiful lady
Thats walking around with me
And then she asks me
Do you feel alright
And I say yes, I feel wonderful tonight
I feel wonderful
Because I see the love light in your eyes
And the wonder of it all
Is that you just dont realize
How much I love you
Its time to go home now
And Ive got an aching head
So I give her the car keys
She helps me to bed
And then I tell her
As I turn out the light
I say my darling, you were wonderful tonight
Oh my darling, you were wonderful tonight
Wonderful Tonight
Eric Clapton e Mark Knopfler
Its late in the evening
Shes wondering what clothes to wear
She puts on her make up
And brushes her long blonde hair
And then she asks me
Do I look alright
And I say yes, you look wonderful tonight
We go a party
And everyone turns to see
This beautiful lady
Thats walking around with me
And then she asks me
Do you feel alright
And I say yes, I feel wonderful tonight
I feel wonderful
Because I see the love light in your eyes
And the wonder of it all
Is that you just dont realize
How much I love you
Its time to go home now
And Ive got an aching head
So I give her the car keys
She helps me to bed
And then I tell her
As I turn out the light
I say my darling, you were wonderful tonight
Oh my darling, you were wonderful tonight
quarta-feira, setembro 13, 2006
Um renascimento
Este foi o meu primeiro blog... Se aqui analiso, e aqui idealizo, é neste blog que mais me exponho. Ele mostra o melhor de mim...
Li na diagonal todos os meus posts e o modo como neste ano e meio fui mudando. Fui mudando eu e a minha vida! Comecei-o algo desiludido com o amor e com as mulheres, mas depois foi acreditando cada vez mais. Uma pessoa fez surgir o meu lado romântico...
Pois bem, este blog ganha agora um novo rumo. Não acabarei com ele, reinventarei, reescreverei, mas não o acabarei. E este Último dos Românticos passa a ter um tema principal: o que eu sinto pela pessoa que gosto. Todas as outras considerações que tenho sobre o amor e relações serão transferidas para outro blog a criar...
Assim , renasço...
"The first cut is the deepest"
Cat Stevens, cantado por P.P. Arnold
I would have given you all of my heart
but there's someone who's torn it apart
and she's "taken" almost all that I've got
but if you want, I'll try to love again
baby I'll try to love again but I know
The first cut is the deepest, baby I know
The first cut is the deepest
'cause when it comes to being lucky she's cursed
when it comes to lovin' me she's worst
but when it comes to being loved she's first
that's how I know
The first cut is the deepest, baby I know
The first cut is the deepest
I still want you by my side
just to help me dry the tears that I've cried
cause I'm sure gonna give you a try
and if you want, I'll try to love again
but baby, I'll try to love again, but I know
The first cut is the deepest, baby I know
The first cut is the deepest
'Cause when it comes to being lucky she's cursed
when it comes to lovin' me she's worst
but when it comes to being loved she's first
that's how I know
The first cut is the deepest, baby I know
The first cut is the deepest
Li na diagonal todos os meus posts e o modo como neste ano e meio fui mudando. Fui mudando eu e a minha vida! Comecei-o algo desiludido com o amor e com as mulheres, mas depois foi acreditando cada vez mais. Uma pessoa fez surgir o meu lado romântico...
Pois bem, este blog ganha agora um novo rumo. Não acabarei com ele, reinventarei, reescreverei, mas não o acabarei. E este Último dos Românticos passa a ter um tema principal: o que eu sinto pela pessoa que gosto. Todas as outras considerações que tenho sobre o amor e relações serão transferidas para outro blog a criar...
Assim , renasço...
"The first cut is the deepest"
Cat Stevens, cantado por P.P. Arnold
I would have given you all of my heart
but there's someone who's torn it apart
and she's "taken" almost all that I've got
but if you want, I'll try to love again
baby I'll try to love again but I know
The first cut is the deepest, baby I know
The first cut is the deepest
'cause when it comes to being lucky she's cursed
when it comes to lovin' me she's worst
but when it comes to being loved she's first
that's how I know
The first cut is the deepest, baby I know
The first cut is the deepest
I still want you by my side
just to help me dry the tears that I've cried
cause I'm sure gonna give you a try
and if you want, I'll try to love again
but baby, I'll try to love again, but I know
The first cut is the deepest, baby I know
The first cut is the deepest
'Cause when it comes to being lucky she's cursed
when it comes to lovin' me she's worst
but when it comes to being loved she's first
that's how I know
The first cut is the deepest, baby I know
The first cut is the deepest
sábado, setembro 09, 2006
E mais nada...
Hoje estou on fire...
"One way or another"
Blondie
One way or another I'm gonna find ya
I'm gonna getcha getcha getcha getcha
One way or another I'm gonna win ya
I'm gonna getcha getcha getcha getcha
One way or another I'm gonna see ya
I'm gonna meetcha meetcha meetcha meetcha
One day, maybe next week
I'm gonna meetcha, I'm gonna meetcha, I'll meetcha
I will drive past your house
And if the lights are all down
I'll see who's around
One way or another I'm gonna find ya
I'm gonna getcha getcha getcha getcha
One way or another I'm gonna win ya
I'll getcha, I'll getcha
One way or another I'm gonna see ya
I'm gonna meetcha meetcha meetcha meetcha
One day, maybe next week
I'm gonna meetcha, I'll meetcha
And if the lights are all out
I'll follow your bus downtown
See who's hanging out
One way or another I'm gonna lose ya
I'm gonna give you the slip, a slip of the lip or another
I'm gonna lose ya, I'm gonna trick ya
One way or another I'm gonna lose ya
I'm gonna trick ya trick ya trick ya trick ya
One way or another I'm gonna lose ya
I'm gonna give you the slip
I'll walk down the mall
Stand over by the wall
Where I can see it all
Find out who ya call
Lead you to the supermarket checkout
Some specials and rat food, get lost in the crowd
One way or another I'm gonna getcha, I'll getcha, I'll getcha getcha getcha getcha
(Where I can see it all, find out who ya call)
One way or another I'm gonna getcha, I'll getcha, I'll getcha getcha getcha getcha
(Where I can see it all, find out who ya call)
One way or another I'm gonna getcha, I'll getcha, I'll getcha getcha getcha getcha
(Where I can see it all, find out who ya call)
[repeat until fade]
"One way or another"
Blondie
One way or another I'm gonna find ya
I'm gonna getcha getcha getcha getcha
One way or another I'm gonna win ya
I'm gonna getcha getcha getcha getcha
One way or another I'm gonna see ya
I'm gonna meetcha meetcha meetcha meetcha
One day, maybe next week
I'm gonna meetcha, I'm gonna meetcha, I'll meetcha
I will drive past your house
And if the lights are all down
I'll see who's around
One way or another I'm gonna find ya
I'm gonna getcha getcha getcha getcha
One way or another I'm gonna win ya
I'll getcha, I'll getcha
One way or another I'm gonna see ya
I'm gonna meetcha meetcha meetcha meetcha
One day, maybe next week
I'm gonna meetcha, I'll meetcha
And if the lights are all out
I'll follow your bus downtown
See who's hanging out
One way or another I'm gonna lose ya
I'm gonna give you the slip, a slip of the lip or another
I'm gonna lose ya, I'm gonna trick ya
One way or another I'm gonna lose ya
I'm gonna trick ya trick ya trick ya trick ya
One way or another I'm gonna lose ya
I'm gonna give you the slip
I'll walk down the mall
Stand over by the wall
Where I can see it all
Find out who ya call
Lead you to the supermarket checkout
Some specials and rat food, get lost in the crowd
One way or another I'm gonna getcha, I'll getcha, I'll getcha getcha getcha getcha
(Where I can see it all, find out who ya call)
One way or another I'm gonna getcha, I'll getcha, I'll getcha getcha getcha getcha
(Where I can see it all, find out who ya call)
One way or another I'm gonna getcha, I'll getcha, I'll getcha getcha getcha getcha
(Where I can see it all, find out who ya call)
[repeat until fade]
quinta-feira, setembro 07, 2006
Um belo sorriso na cara...
Estranho, ao som de uma tarantella, apetecia-me sushi...
That's amore
Dean Martin
When the moon hits your eye
Like a big-a pizza pie
That's amore
When the world seems to shine
Like you've had too much wine
That's amore
Bells'll ring
Ting-a-ling-a-ling
Ting-a-ling-a-ling
And you'll sing "Vita bella"
Hearts'll play
Tippi-tippi-tay
Tippi-tippi-tay
Like a gay tarantella
When the stars make you drool
Joost-a like pasta fazool
That's amore
When you dance down the street
With a cloud at your feet, you're in love
When you walk in a dream
But you know you're not dreamin', signore
'Scusami, but you see
Back in old Napoli, that's amore
(When the moon hits your eye)
(Like a big-a pizza pie, that's amore)
That's amore
(When the world seems to shine
(Like you've had too much wine, that's amore)
That's amore
(Bells will ring)
(Ting-a-ling-a-ling)
(ting-a-ling-a-ling)
(And you'll sing "Vita bella")
(Vita bell-vita bella)
(Hearts will play)
(Tippi-tippi-tay, tippi-tippi-tay)
(Like a gay tarantella)
Lucky fella
When the stars make you drool just like pasta fazool
That's amore (that's amore)
When you dance down the street
With a cloud at your feet, you're in love
When you walk in a dream
But you know you're not dreaming, signore
'Scusami, but you see
Back in old Napoli, that's amore
That's amore
Dean Martin
When the moon hits your eye
Like a big-a pizza pie
That's amore
When the world seems to shine
Like you've had too much wine
That's amore
Bells'll ring
Ting-a-ling-a-ling
Ting-a-ling-a-ling
And you'll sing "Vita bella"
Hearts'll play
Tippi-tippi-tay
Tippi-tippi-tay
Like a gay tarantella
When the stars make you drool
Joost-a like pasta fazool
That's amore
When you dance down the street
With a cloud at your feet, you're in love
When you walk in a dream
But you know you're not dreamin', signore
'Scusami, but you see
Back in old Napoli, that's amore
(When the moon hits your eye)
(Like a big-a pizza pie, that's amore)
That's amore
(When the world seems to shine
(Like you've had too much wine, that's amore)
That's amore
(Bells will ring)
(Ting-a-ling-a-ling)
(ting-a-ling-a-ling)
(And you'll sing "Vita bella")
(Vita bell-vita bella)
(Hearts will play)
(Tippi-tippi-tay, tippi-tippi-tay)
(Like a gay tarantella)
Lucky fella
When the stars make you drool just like pasta fazool
That's amore (that's amore)
When you dance down the street
With a cloud at your feet, you're in love
When you walk in a dream
But you know you're not dreaming, signore
'Scusami, but you see
Back in old Napoli, that's amore
domingo, setembro 03, 2006
Música do dia...
"Clair de Lune"- Debussy
"Sem ti, a casa está vazia. Sem ti, o quarto não tem cheiro. Sem ti, a açorda não tem sabor. Sem ti, o Bairro não tem gente. Sem ti, as ruas não tem alma. Sem ti a cidade não tem beleza. Sem ti, a vida não tem graça...".
Constato que muita gente quer uma bocado de mim, mas eu decido quem quero, onde quero e quando quero... Quando sou bom, sou bom, mas quando sou mau, sou irresístivel...
E mais nada...
"Sem ti, a casa está vazia. Sem ti, o quarto não tem cheiro. Sem ti, a açorda não tem sabor. Sem ti, o Bairro não tem gente. Sem ti, as ruas não tem alma. Sem ti a cidade não tem beleza. Sem ti, a vida não tem graça...".
Constato que muita gente quer uma bocado de mim, mas eu decido quem quero, onde quero e quando quero... Quando sou bom, sou bom, mas quando sou mau, sou irresístivel...
E mais nada...
quinta-feira, agosto 31, 2006
Música do dia...
É um pedido...
"Say you love me"
Simply Red
Being one of those grains of sand
I get blown all around the world
And what I make of it
Oh I dont know
Whats the meaning of it
Oh I dont know
Ive been around so many times
That the worlds turning in my mind
What do I think of it
Oh its so so
What more can you be than the things they say youve been
Say you love me all around the world
Stay and hug me all around the world
Be yours a boy or be mine a girl
Just say you love me
Just say you love me
I never ever realised
Its so easy to make you cry
But did I break a bit
Oh I hope no
Have you forgot about it
Oh I hope so
But you never ever wonder why
In every single pair of eyes
There is a hunger in it
Or its soul dies
What more can you be than the things they say youve been
Say you love me all around the world
Stay and hug me all around the world
Be yours a boy or be mine a girl
Say you love me all around the world
Stay and hug me all around the world
Be yours a boy or be mine a girl
Just say you love me
Come on now darling say you love me
Oh yeah please please say you love me
Come on say you love me
"Say you love me"
Simply Red
Being one of those grains of sand
I get blown all around the world
And what I make of it
Oh I dont know
Whats the meaning of it
Oh I dont know
Ive been around so many times
That the worlds turning in my mind
What do I think of it
Oh its so so
What more can you be than the things they say youve been
Say you love me all around the world
Stay and hug me all around the world
Be yours a boy or be mine a girl
Just say you love me
Just say you love me
I never ever realised
Its so easy to make you cry
But did I break a bit
Oh I hope no
Have you forgot about it
Oh I hope so
But you never ever wonder why
In every single pair of eyes
There is a hunger in it
Or its soul dies
What more can you be than the things they say youve been
Say you love me all around the world
Stay and hug me all around the world
Be yours a boy or be mine a girl
Say you love me all around the world
Stay and hug me all around the world
Be yours a boy or be mine a girl
Just say you love me
Come on now darling say you love me
Oh yeah please please say you love me
Come on say you love me
terça-feira, agosto 29, 2006
Música do dia...
Eu também queria saber...
"I want to know what love is"
Foreigner
I gotta take a little time
A little time to think things over
I better read between the lines
In case I need it when Im older
Now this mountain I must climb
Feels like a world upon my shoulders
I through the clouds I see love shine
It keeps me warm as life grows colder
In my life theres been heartache and pain
I dont know if I can face it again
Cant stop now, Ive traveled so far
To change this lonely life
I wanna know what love is
I want you to show me
I wanna feel what love is
I know you can show me
Im gonna take a little time
A little time to look around me
Ive got nowhere left to hide
It looks like love has finally found me
In my life theres been heartache and pain
I dont know if I can face it again
I cant stop now, Ive traveled so far
To change this lonely life
I wanna know what love is
I want you to show me
I wanna feel what love is
I know you can show me
I wanna know what love is
I want you to show me
And I wanna feel, I want to feel what love is
And I know, I know you can show me
Lets talk about love
I wanna know what love is, the love that you feel inside
I want you to show me, and Im feeling so much love
I wanna feel what love is, no, you just cannot hide
I know you can show me, yeah
I wanna know what love is, lets talk about love
I want you to show me, I wanna feel it too
I wanna feel what love is, I want to feel it too
And I know and I know, I know you can show me
Show me love is real, yeah
I wanna know what love is...
"I want to know what love is"
Foreigner
I gotta take a little time
A little time to think things over
I better read between the lines
In case I need it when Im older
Now this mountain I must climb
Feels like a world upon my shoulders
I through the clouds I see love shine
It keeps me warm as life grows colder
In my life theres been heartache and pain
I dont know if I can face it again
Cant stop now, Ive traveled so far
To change this lonely life
I wanna know what love is
I want you to show me
I wanna feel what love is
I know you can show me
Im gonna take a little time
A little time to look around me
Ive got nowhere left to hide
It looks like love has finally found me
In my life theres been heartache and pain
I dont know if I can face it again
I cant stop now, Ive traveled so far
To change this lonely life
I wanna know what love is
I want you to show me
I wanna feel what love is
I know you can show me
I wanna know what love is
I want you to show me
And I wanna feel, I want to feel what love is
And I know, I know you can show me
Lets talk about love
I wanna know what love is, the love that you feel inside
I want you to show me, and Im feeling so much love
I wanna feel what love is, no, you just cannot hide
I know you can show me, yeah
I wanna know what love is, lets talk about love
I want you to show me, I wanna feel it too
I wanna feel what love is, I want to feel it too
And I know and I know, I know you can show me
Show me love is real, yeah
I wanna know what love is...
quarta-feira, agosto 23, 2006
Um bocado de mim...
Não tenho medo de morrer... Nunca tive! Tenho um desprendimento à vida que a torna quase irrisória. Mas tenho medo de ver morrer a mulher que amo! Essa é a única coisa que me faz sentir um pavor de tirar a respiração...
Queen
"Who Wants To Live Forever"
Theres no time for us
Theres no place for us
What is this thing that builds our dreams yet slips away
From us
Who wants to live forever
Who wants to live forever....?
Theres no chance for us
Its all decided for us
This world has only one sweet moment set aside for us
Who wants to live forever
Who wants to live forever?
Who dares to love forever?
When love must die
But touch my tears with your lips
Touch my world with your fingertips
And we can have forever
And we can love forever
Forever is our today
Who wants to live forever
Who wants to live forever?
Forever is our today
Who waits forever anyway?
Queen
"Who Wants To Live Forever"
Theres no time for us
Theres no place for us
What is this thing that builds our dreams yet slips away
From us
Who wants to live forever
Who wants to live forever....?
Theres no chance for us
Its all decided for us
This world has only one sweet moment set aside for us
Who wants to live forever
Who wants to live forever?
Who dares to love forever?
When love must die
But touch my tears with your lips
Touch my world with your fingertips
And we can have forever
And we can love forever
Forever is our today
Who wants to live forever
Who wants to live forever?
Forever is our today
Who waits forever anyway?
sábado, agosto 05, 2006
Música do dia...
"Home"
Michael Buble
Another summer day
Is come and gone away
In Paris and Rome
But I wanna go home
Mmmmmmmm
Maybe surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel all alone
I just wanna go home
Oh I miss you, you know
And I’ve been keeping all the letters that I wrote to you
Each one a line or two
I’m fine baby, how are you?
Well I would send them but I know that it’s just not enough
My words were cold and flat
And you deserve more than that
Another aerorplane
Another sunny place
I’m lucky I know
But I wanna go home
Mmmm, I’ve got to go home
Let me go home
I’m just too far from where you are
I wanna come home
And I feel just like I’m living someone else’s life
It’s like I just stepped outside
When everything was going right
And I know just why you could not Come along with me
But this was not your dream
But you always believe in me
Another winter day has come And gone away
And even Paris and Rome
And I wanna go home
Let me go home
And I’m surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel alone
Oh, let go home
Oh, I miss you, you know
Let me go home
I’ve had my run
Baby, I’m done
I gotta go home
Let me go home
It will all right
I’ll be home tonight
I’m coming back home
terça-feira, agosto 01, 2006
Uma pausa...
Aqui defendi que as mulheres preferem os cabrões aos fofinhos! Talvez estivesse enganado, mas não muito... As mulheres preferem quem dê luta! Por muito que se queixem, só um desafio as faz manter o interesse. Descobri que se apaixonam por mim pela minha rebeldia, pela minha loucura, pela dificuldade de me domar! E se por acaso sou domado, perco o interesse... Nada disto seria muito mau, não fosse o facto de só ficar domado quando me apaixono! Ora, sendo assim, já não tem muito piada ser deixado nesta altura. Mas foi o que aconteceu...
Decidi, então, pôr este blog em pausa! Até melhores dias chegarem...
Até um dia destes...
Decidi, então, pôr este blog em pausa! Até melhores dias chegarem...
Até um dia destes...
Receio voltar a ser assim...
Jewel
"Foolish Games"
You took your coat off and stood in the rain,
You're always crazy like that.
And I watched from my window,
Always felt I was outside looking in on you.
You're always the mysterious one with
Dark eyes and careless hair,
You were fashionably sensitive
But too cool to care.
You stood in my doorway, with nothing to say
Besides some comment on the weather.
[Pre-Chorus 1]
Well in case you failed to notice,
In case you failed to see,
This is my heart bleeding before you,
This is me down on my knees, and...
[Chorus]
These foolish games are tearing me apart,
And your thoughtless words are breaking my heart.
You're breaking my heart.
You're always brilliant in the morning,
Smoking your cigarettes and talking over coffee.
Your philosophies on art, Baroque moved you.
You loved Mozart and you'd speak of your loved ones
As I clumsily strummed my guitar.
You'd teach me of honest things,
Things that were daring, things that were clean.
Things that knew what an honest dollar did mean.
I hid my soiled hands behind my back.
Somewhere along the line, I must've gone
Off track with you.
[Pre-Chorus 2]
Well, excuse me, guess I've mistaken you for somebody else,
Somebody who gave a damn,
Somebody more like myself.
[Chorus]
You took your coat off,
Stood in the rain,
You're always crazy like that
segunda-feira, julho 17, 2006
Música do dia...
Está difícil aguentar esta semana...
"Here without you"
Three Doors Down
A hundred days had made me older
since the last time that I've saw your pretty face
A thousand lights had made me colder and I don’t think I can look at this the same
But all the miles had separate
They disappear now when I’m dreaming of your face
I’m here without you baby
but your still on my lonely mind
I think about you baby
and I dream about you all the time
I’m here without you baby
but your still with me in my dreams
And tonight it’s only you and me
The miles just keep rollin
as the people either way to say hello
I've heard this life is overrated
but I hope that it gets better as we go
I’m here without you baby
but your still on my lonely mind
I think about you baby
and I dream about you all the time
I’m here without you baby
but your still with me in my dreams
And tonight girl it’s only you and me
Everything I know,
and anywhere I go
it gets hard but it won’t take away my love
And when the last one falls,
when it’s all said and done
it get hard but it won’t take away my love
I’m here without you baby
but your still on my lonely mind
I think about you baby
and I dream about you all the time
I’m here without you baby
but your still with me in my dreams
And tonight girl it’s only you and me
Mas falta pouco...
terça-feira, julho 11, 2006
Defeitos..
Um grande defeito masculino é o de ter de lutar por um objectivo. As mulheres são, na sua natureza, lutadoras, seja contra a sua condição, seja contra a vida madrasta, seja contra a rotina. Torna-as também mais insatisfeitas e exigentes!Já os homens precisam de ser espicaçados...
Também eu sofro dessa maleita. Apercebi-me do defeito de não ser tão romântico ou sedutor quando estou numa relação. Não se trata, propriamente, de rotina, mas de precisar de desafios constantes para vir ao de cima a imaginação de um romântico. E nem sequer tem a ver com mais ou menos paixão/amor, tem a ver com novidade! Todos concordamos que, mesmo no trabalho, quando surgem coisas novas, mesmo sendo difíceis, somos estimulados a usar as nossas melhores armas. Pois bem, reaprendi que uma relação precisa de desafios, de ter lenha constantemente. E, é claro, de atenção constante! Dar toda a atenção do mundo a quem se ama, é um acto de roamantismo e sedução que se tem vindo a perder. Somos chamados a fazer mil e uma coisas e esquecemos de partilhar um olhar, um sorriso, um silêncio...
Também eu sofro dessa maleita. Apercebi-me do defeito de não ser tão romântico ou sedutor quando estou numa relação. Não se trata, propriamente, de rotina, mas de precisar de desafios constantes para vir ao de cima a imaginação de um romântico. E nem sequer tem a ver com mais ou menos paixão/amor, tem a ver com novidade! Todos concordamos que, mesmo no trabalho, quando surgem coisas novas, mesmo sendo difíceis, somos estimulados a usar as nossas melhores armas. Pois bem, reaprendi que uma relação precisa de desafios, de ter lenha constantemente. E, é claro, de atenção constante! Dar toda a atenção do mundo a quem se ama, é um acto de roamantismo e sedução que se tem vindo a perder. Somos chamados a fazer mil e uma coisas e esquecemos de partilhar um olhar, um sorriso, um silêncio...
domingo, julho 09, 2006
Música do dia...
This Year's Love
David Gray
This years love had better last
Heaven knows it's high time
And I've been waiting on my own too long
But when you hold me like you do
It feels so right
I start to forget
How my heart gets torn
When that hurt gets thrown
Feeling like you can't go on
Turning circles when time again
It cuts like a knife oh yeah
If you love me got to know for sure
Cos it takes something more this time
Than sweet sweet lies
Before I open up my arms and fall
Losing all control
Every dream inside my soul
And when you kiss me
On that midnight street
Sweep me off my feet
Singing ain't this life so sweet
This years love had better last
This years love had better last
So whose to worry
If our hearts get torn
When that hurt gets thrown
Don't you know this life goes on
And won't you kiss me
On that midnight street
Sweep me off my feet
Singing ain't this life so sweet
This years love had better last
This years love had better last
This years love had better last
This years love had better last
segunda-feira, junho 05, 2006
Escritos...
Eu que tanto gosto de escrever sobre o amor, tenho andado a descurar este blog. Penitencio-me...
Por acaso, desde que comecei a escrever escolhi dois temas predilectos: o quotidiano e o amor. E se no quotidiano Sepúlveda é o meu mestre, já nos amores inclino-me para todos os fatalistas. Não sei porquê, mas sempre acabei os meus escritos com a morte ou o abandono. Romeu e Julieta, Otelo, Domingo à tarde, Amor de Perdição, Os Maias, sempre me atrairam as estórias de amor em que o final feliz é trocado por uma qualquer tragédia. Por isso sempre que escrevi, nunca celebrei o "felizes para sempre". Prefito que a pathos prevaleça para que na vida real saiba apreciar o bom que é amar e ser amado...
Normalmente gosto de pegar em pequenas coisas, relações, vivências que se passaram comigo e eterniza-las no papel. Aproveito assim para homenagear o passado e celebrar o presente! Um dia destes trarei para aqui essas short-stories....
Por acaso, desde que comecei a escrever escolhi dois temas predilectos: o quotidiano e o amor. E se no quotidiano Sepúlveda é o meu mestre, já nos amores inclino-me para todos os fatalistas. Não sei porquê, mas sempre acabei os meus escritos com a morte ou o abandono. Romeu e Julieta, Otelo, Domingo à tarde, Amor de Perdição, Os Maias, sempre me atrairam as estórias de amor em que o final feliz é trocado por uma qualquer tragédia. Por isso sempre que escrevi, nunca celebrei o "felizes para sempre". Prefito que a pathos prevaleça para que na vida real saiba apreciar o bom que é amar e ser amado...
Normalmente gosto de pegar em pequenas coisas, relações, vivências que se passaram comigo e eterniza-las no papel. Aproveito assim para homenagear o passado e celebrar o presente! Um dia destes trarei para aqui essas short-stories....
terça-feira, maio 23, 2006
Música do dia...
Eu sei que a cantaria melhor...
You're Still The One
Shania Twain
(When I first saw you, I saw love.
And the first time you touched me, I felt love.
And after all this time, you're still the one I love.)
Looks like we made it
Look how far we've come my baby
We mighta took the long way
We knew we'd get there someday
They said, "I bet they'll never make it"
But just look at us holding on
We're still together still going strong
Chorus:
(You're still the one)
You're still the one I run to
The one that I belong to
You're the one I want for life
(You're still the one)
You're still the one that I love
The only one I dream of
You're still the one I kiss good night
Ain't nothin' better
We beat the odds together
I'm glad we didn't listen
Look at what we would be missin'
(Chorus)
(Chorus)
I'm so glad we made it
Look how far we've come my baby
You're Still The One
Shania Twain
(When I first saw you, I saw love.
And the first time you touched me, I felt love.
And after all this time, you're still the one I love.)
Looks like we made it
Look how far we've come my baby
We mighta took the long way
We knew we'd get there someday
They said, "I bet they'll never make it"
But just look at us holding on
We're still together still going strong
Chorus:
(You're still the one)
You're still the one I run to
The one that I belong to
You're the one I want for life
(You're still the one)
You're still the one that I love
The only one I dream of
You're still the one I kiss good night
Ain't nothin' better
We beat the odds together
I'm glad we didn't listen
Look at what we would be missin'
(Chorus)
(Chorus)
I'm so glad we made it
Look how far we've come my baby
1 Ano...
As memórias, as vivências, as relações... É isto que levamos desta vida! Hoje comemoro 365 dias de romantismo dedicado a uma só pessoa! Cada vez mais, romantismo não significa velas e bombons, mas uma palavra, um olhar, um sorriso, um toque... Todas as relações pedem fieldade e sobretudo lealdade. Ser leal é ser sincero, brutalmente sincero até, é respeitar a outra pessoa e respeitar-mo-nos a nós mesmos. É apreender a dizer "nós" em vez de "eu" e "tu"! E eu aprendi a fazer isso neste último ano...
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