terça-feira, 7 de outubro de 2008
segunda-feira, 6 de outubro de 2008
Só porque não sou uma original
Cigarettes and chocolate milk
These are just a couple of my cravings
Everything it seems i like's a little bit stronger
A little bit thicker, a little bit harmful for me
If i should buy jellybeans
Have to eat them all in just one sitting
Everything it seems i like's a little bit sweeter
A little bit fatter, a little bit harmful for me
And then there's those other things
Which for several reasons we won't mention
Everything about them is a little bit stranger, a little bit harder
A little bit deadly
It isn't very smart
Tends to make one part
So brokenhearted
Sitting here remembering me
Always been a shoe made for the city
Go ahead accuse me of just singing about places
Or scrappy boy's faces have general run out of town
Playing with prodigal sons
Takes a lot of sentimental valiums
Can't expect the world to be your raggedy andy
While running on empty, you little old doll with a frown
You got to keep in the game
Retaining mystique while facing forward
I suggest a reading of a lesson in tightropes
Or surfing your high hopes of adios kansas
It isn't very smart
Tends to make one part
So brokenhearted
Still there's not a show on my back
Holes or a friendly intervention
I'm just a little bit heiress, a little bit irish
A little bit tower of pisa
Whenever i see ya
So please be kind if i'm a mess
Cigarettes and chocolate milkCigarettes and chocolate milk
These are just a couple of my cravings
Everything it seems i like's a little bit stronger
A little bit thicker, a little bit harmful for me
If i should buy jellybeans
Have to eat them all in just one sitting
Everything it seems i like's a little bit sweeter
A little bit fatter, a little bit harmful for me
And then there's those other things
Which for several reasons we won't mention
Everything about them is a little bit stranger, a little bit harder
A little bit deadly
It isn't very smart
Tends to make one part
So brokenhearted
Sitting here remembering me
Always been a shoe made for the city
Go ahead accuse me of just singing about places
Or scrappy boy's faces have general run out of town
Playing with prodigal sons
Takes a lot of sentimental valiums
Can't expect the world to be your raggedy andy
While running on empty, you little old doll with a frown
You got to keep in the game
Retaining mystique while facing forward
I suggest a reading of a lesson in tightropes
Or surfing your high hopes of adios kansas
It isn't very smart
Tends to make one part
So brokenhearted
Still there's not a show on my back
Holes or a friendly intervention
I'm just a little bit heiress, a little bit irish
A little bit tower of pisa
Whenever i see ya
So please be kind if i'm a mess
Cigarettes and chocolate milkCigarettes and chocolate milk
sábado, 4 de outubro de 2008
by the copy pasteeeel
ROBERTA – Estou a falar a sério. Há navios mesmo ao lado da Praça Westchester. É a quê? Vinte quarteirões? Vai lá um dia, vais vê-los. Não são aqueles navios enormes, mas são grandes. Uma vez conheci um marinheiro num bar. Todo fardado, estás a ver? Eu estava a meter-me à grande com ele. Mas acabou por não dar em nada, o gajo deitava chamon pelos olhos. Ria-se imenso. Foi muito mau porque... Bem, foi muito mau. Quando nos casámos, eu e o Bill, que era o meu marido, uma noite fumámos uma cena de ópio. Fiquei toda marada. Adormeci num instante. E sonhei com o oceano. Era mesmo azul. E havia o sol, e era mesmo amarelo. Eu estava ali no meio do oceano e ouvi um barulho. Virei-me, e sabes o que é que vi? Mesmo ao meu lado. Uma baleia! Uma baleia a sair disparada de dentro de água! Uma baleia! A sério! E abriu e fechou a boca enquanto estava no ar. E a malta que estava dentro do barco dizia: Olhem! As baleias estão a saltar. E, a sério, as baleias começaram a saltar da água por tudo o que era lado. E eu estou a vê-las por uma daquelas janelas redondas ou no meio do nada. Baleias! A sairem de dentro de água e a água a sair da cabeça delas, sabes? Tipo repuxo. Depois, passado um bocado, pararam todas de saltar. Ficou tudo calmo. Foram-se todos embora. A água ficou calma. Mas eu continuei a olhar para o oceano. Tão azul e profundo. E diferente. Estava diferente. Porque eu sabia que estavam lá aquelas baleias todas.
DANNY – E se tu... Nah, não vale a pena.
ROBERTA – O que é que ias dizer?
DANNY – Uma coisa que não vou dizer. [Referindo-se à boneca.] Aquela és tu?
ROBERTA – É só uma boneca.
DANNY – E se tu... Nah, não vale a pena.
ROBERTA – O que é que ias dizer?
DANNY – Uma coisa que não vou dizer. [Referindo-se à boneca.] Aquela és tu?
ROBERTA – É só uma boneca.
Here comes the sun
Here comes the sun Little darlin, here comes the sun I say, its all right, its all right
Little Darlin its been a long cold and lonely winter, little darlin it feels like years since you've been here
Little darlin the smiles have returned to the faces now little darlin it seems like years since you've been here
Little darlin its been a long cold lonely winter, little darlin it feels like years since you've been here
Here somes the sun, arent you glad to see it, I say its all right
Here comes the sun little darlin, I say Its alright Here comes the sun, Here comes the sun I say Little Darlin, it seems like years since you've been here
Little darlin here comes the sun, its all right
You can come on out
Little Darlin its been a long cold and lonely winter, little darlin it feels like years since you've been here
Little darlin the smiles have returned to the faces now little darlin it seems like years since you've been here
Little darlin its been a long cold lonely winter, little darlin it feels like years since you've been here
Here somes the sun, arent you glad to see it, I say its all right
Here comes the sun little darlin, I say Its alright Here comes the sun, Here comes the sun I say Little Darlin, it seems like years since you've been here
Little darlin here comes the sun, its all right
You can come on out
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