Palavrejando

É louca a velocidade do pensamento

Posted by M.P. at 7:40 pm 0 comments  

Os princípios que são princípios

Posted by M.P. at 8:41 pm 0 comments  

*All for Love*

When it's love you give
(I'll be a man of good faith.
then in love you live.
I'll make a stand. I won't break.
I'll be the rock you can build on,
be there when you're old,
to have and to hold.
When there's love inside
I swear I'll always be strong.
then there's a reason why.
I'll prove to you we belong.
I'll be the wal that protects you
from the wind and the rain,
from the hurt and pain.

Let's make it all for one and all for love.
Let the one you hold be the one you want,
the one you need,
'cause when it's all for onee it's one for all.
When there's someone that should know
then just let your feelings show
and make it all for one and all for love.

When it's love you make
I'll be the fire in your night.
then it's love you take.
I will defend, I will fight.
I'll be there when you need me.
When honor's at stake,
this vow I will make:

that it's all for one and all for love.
Let the one be the one you want,
the one you need,
'cause when it's all for one it's one for all.
When there's someone that should know
then just let your feelings show
and make it all for one and all for love.

Don't lay our love to rest
'cause we could stand up to you test.
We got everything and more than we had planned,
more than the rivers that run the land.
We've got it all in our hands.

Now it's all for one and all for love.
It's all for love.
Let the one you hold be the one you want,
the one you need,
'cause when it's all for one it's one for all.
It's one for all.
When there's someone that should know
then just let your feelings show.
When there's someone that you want,
when there's someone that you need
let's make it all, all for one and all for love.

Posted by M.P. at 8:46 pm 0 comments  

Sem pressa

Posted by M.P. at 8:56 pm 0 comments  

São

Posted by M.P. at 8:07 pm 0 comments  

A minha máscara é a máscara de mim própria

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My mask is the mask of myself

Posted by M.P. at 5:43 pm 2 comments  

I'd rather be a sparrow than a snail
Yes I would, if I could, I surely would
I'd rather be a hammer than a nail
Yes I would, if I only could, I surely would

Away, I'd rather sail away
Like a swan that's here and gone
A man gets tied up to the ground
He gives the world its saddest sound
Its saddest sound

I'd rather be a forest than a street
Yes I would, if I could, I surely would
I'd rather feel the earth beneath my feet
Yes I would, if I only could, I surely would

EL CONDOR PASA

(Lyrics : Paul Simon / Jorge Milchberg / Daniel A. Robles)
Simon & Garfunkel

Posted by M.P. at 5:50 pm 0 comments  

No casulo duma lágrima
A metamorfose de um Sentimento!

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In the cocoon of a tear

Posted by M.P. at 4:28 pm 0 comments  

Dos acontecimentos do dia de hoje

Posted by M.P. at 10:37 pm 0 comments  

San Antonio, Texas, 2001, dez dias por alturas de Carnaval

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San Antonio, Texas, 2001, ten days by Carnival time.

Posted by M.P. at 8:07 pm 0 comments  

Ah ... estes ladrões de coração!
... que roubam o Sentimento
para o jorrarem ao vento!!

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Ah .... These heart thieves!
They take all your feelin'
to set it loose in the wind!

Posted by M.P. at 8:06 pm 1 comments  

Há dias
de

Posted by M.P. at 9:09 pm 0 comments  

... perdi as palavras e encontrei Carinhos!

Posted by M.P. at 11:04 pm 0 comments  

Now in Vienna there's ten pretty women
There's a shoulder where Death comes to cry
There's a lobby with nine hundred windows
There's a tree where the doves go to die
There's a piece that was torn from the morning
And it hangs in the Gallery of Frost
Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay
Take this waltz, take this waltz
Take this waltz with the clamp on its jaws

Oh I want you, I want you, I want you
On a chair with a dead magazine
In the cave at the tip of the lily
In some hallways where love's never been
On a bed where the moon has been sweating
In a cry filled with footsteps and sand
Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay
Take this waltz, take this waltz
Take its broken waist in your hand

This waltz, this waltz, this waltz, this waltz
With its very own breath of brandy and Death
Dragging its tail in the sea

There's a concert hall in Vienna
Where your mouth had a thousand reviews
There's a bar where the boys have stopped talking
They've been sentenced to death by the blues
Ah, but who is it climbs to your picture
With a garland of freshly cut tears?
Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay
Take this waltz, take this waltz
Take this waltz it's been dying for years

There's an attic where children are playing
Where I've got to lie down with you soon
In a dream of Hungarian lanterns
In the mist of some sweet afternoon
And I'll see what you've chained to your sorrow
All your sheep and your lilies of snow
Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay
Take this waltz, take this waltz
With its "I'll never forget you, you know!"

This waltz, this waltz, this waltz, this waltz ...

And I'll dance with you in Vienna
I'll be wearing a river's disguise
The hyacinth wild on my shoulder,
My mouth on the dew of your thighs
And I'll bury my soul in a scrapbook,
With the photographs there, and the moss
And I'll yield to the flood of your beauty
My cheap violin and my cross
And you'll carry me down on your dancing
To the pools that you lift on your wrist
Oh my love, Oh my love
Take this waltz, take this waltz
It's yours now. It's all that there is.

Leonard Cohen ~~ **Take this waltz**

Posted by M.P. at 8:38 pm 1 comments  

Falem-me hoje de Amores...

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Tell me about Love today ...

Posted by M.P. at 10:08 pm 1 comments  

Uma constatação que parece tola e que me faz rir mas que tem o seu quê de verdade!

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Posted by M.P. at 9:30 pm 0 comments  

Destino é a rota da Vida que se percorre em Destino desconhecido

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Destiny is the Life route to be followed in an unknown Destiny.

Posted by M.P. at 10:42 pm 0 comments