O tempo veio hoje me encontrar
Parando na minha janela
O tempo só chegou pra me dizer
Tudo que não pude perceber
Depois de mudar tanto o que toquei
O tempo vem trazendo algumas marcas
Na rua e no meu coração
Parece que alguém perde a razão
O tempo passa e nunca me avisou
E agora começa a acontecer
Aqui tão longe, ali bem mais perto de você
Ferve demais nesse verão
O tempo choveu fora da estação
Por isso me chamou pra uma conversa
Na rua e no meu coração
Parece que alguém perdeu a certeza
O tempo veio hoje me encontrar
Ainda quer me dar uma chance
O tempo só chegou pra me dizer
Tudo que não pude perceber
A onda imensa bate e leva a casa que vivi
O vento é forte e fortes não são as cidades que ergui
Algum mal fiz pra tanta resposta má
Do sol, montanha, vento e mar
Existe um céu de mísseis e de escudos contra mim
Um céu de estrelas de cometas me chama
Eu vou pedir, pedir que eu possa prosseguir
Entre o sol, montanha, vento e mar
A luz batendo no meu rosto é o sol mais quente que senti
Queimando planta, gente e tudo que nasce por aqui
Algum mal fiz pra tanta resposta má
Do sol, montanha, vento e mar
O tempo veio hoje me encontrar
Vem me falar de uma chance...
quinta-feira, 4 de agosto de 2011
quarta-feira, 3 de agosto de 2011
The love letter :)
Once there was a boy who loved a girl very much. The girl's father, however, did not like the boy and did not want their love to grow. The boy wanted to write the girl a letter, but he was sure that the girl's father would read it first. At last he wrote this letter to the girl.
The great love I said I have for you is gone, and I find my dislike for you
increases every day. When I see you,
I do not even like the way you look; the one thing I want to do is to look the other way. I never wanted to
marry you. Our last conversation was very dull and in no way has made me anxious to see you again.
You think only for yourself.
If we were married, I know that I would find life very difficult, and I would have no pleasure in living with you. I have a heart to give, but it is not a heart
I want to give to you. No one is more demanding or selfish than you, and less able to care for me and be of help to me.
I sincerely want you to understand that I speak the truth. You will do me a favor if you consider this the end. Do not try
to answer this. Your letters are full of things that do not interest me. You have no true concern for me. Good-bye! Believe me, I do not care for you. Please do not think I am still your loving friend.
The girl's father read the letter. He was pleased, and then gave the letter to his daughter. The girl read the letter and was very happy. The boy still loved her!
Do you know why she was pleased? She and the boy had a secret way of writing to each other. She read only the first line of the letter, and then the third line, and then the fifth line, and so on, to the end of the letter.
This text was taken from the book 'The Love Letter' by Collier-Macmillan English Readers and I love it ^^
The great love I said I have for you is gone, and I find my dislike for you
increases every day. When I see you,
I do not even like the way you look; the one thing I want to do is to look the other way. I never wanted to
marry you. Our last conversation was very dull and in no way has made me anxious to see you again.
You think only for yourself.
If we were married, I know that I would find life very difficult, and I would have no pleasure in living with you. I have a heart to give, but it is not a heart
I want to give to you. No one is more demanding or selfish than you, and less able to care for me and be of help to me.
I sincerely want you to understand that I speak the truth. You will do me a favor if you consider this the end. Do not try
to answer this. Your letters are full of things that do not interest me. You have no true concern for me. Good-bye! Believe me, I do not care for you. Please do not think I am still your loving friend.
The girl's father read the letter. He was pleased, and then gave the letter to his daughter. The girl read the letter and was very happy. The boy still loved her!
Do you know why she was pleased? She and the boy had a secret way of writing to each other. She read only the first line of the letter, and then the third line, and then the fifth line, and so on, to the end of the letter.
This text was taken from the book 'The Love Letter' by Collier-Macmillan English Readers and I love it ^^
sábado, 30 de julho de 2011
Brilhando por aí.
Queria ter altitude pra tocar as estrelas, roubar um pouco de seu brilho, brilhar um pouco. Se conseguisse, transmitiria meu brilho pra todos, fazendo-os sorrirem. Eu correria com meu brilho eterno por entre as lacunas das janelas, por baixo das portas, me divertiria.
Teria liberdade pra voar alto, sumir, fugir um pouco dessa superfície monótona. Ficaria sozinha por um tempo, vazia de pensamentos, tomando um pouco da minha própria luz, tentando melhorar o humor de minha alma. Preciso tanto.
E ao retornar, eu viveria o momento com amor - todo ele - e esperaria as coisas acontecerem sem nenhuma pressa, sem nenhum medo da escuridão. Deixaria minha luz tornar tudo que é escuro em claridade e em paz. Coisa de anjo mesmo, anjo bom.
Acabaria com todos os sentimentos ruins que encontrasse pelo caminho, os exterminaria, começando pelos meus. Choraria apenas de felicidade, ou de emoção.
Eu tornaria possíveis todos os amores. Dessa forma ninguém precisaria remediá-lo.
Talvez seja disso que precisamos. É uma pena não podermos tocar estrelas.
Teria liberdade pra voar alto, sumir, fugir um pouco dessa superfície monótona. Ficaria sozinha por um tempo, vazia de pensamentos, tomando um pouco da minha própria luz, tentando melhorar o humor de minha alma. Preciso tanto.
E ao retornar, eu viveria o momento com amor - todo ele - e esperaria as coisas acontecerem sem nenhuma pressa, sem nenhum medo da escuridão. Deixaria minha luz tornar tudo que é escuro em claridade e em paz. Coisa de anjo mesmo, anjo bom.
Acabaria com todos os sentimentos ruins que encontrasse pelo caminho, os exterminaria, começando pelos meus. Choraria apenas de felicidade, ou de emoção.
Eu tornaria possíveis todos os amores. Dessa forma ninguém precisaria remediá-lo.
Talvez seja disso que precisamos. É uma pena não podermos tocar estrelas.
Amei ;D
Significado do nome Priscila:
Do latim, significa "velha antiga", do passados ou dos tempos primitivos. Priscila é muito inteligente, intuitiva e determinada. Adora o poder e é muito materialista. No amor é muito exigente, entrega-se de corpo e alma mas quer receber exatamente igual.
Me identifiquei MUITO!
Do latim, significa "velha antiga", do passados ou dos tempos primitivos. Priscila é muito inteligente, intuitiva e determinada. Adora o poder e é muito materialista. No amor é muito exigente, entrega-se de corpo e alma mas quer receber exatamente igual.
Me identifiquei MUITO!
quinta-feira, 28 de julho de 2011
Brighter than sunshine *-*
I never understood before
I never knew what love was for
My heart was broke, my head was sore
What a feeling
Tied up in ancient history
I didn't believe in destiny
I look up you're standing next to me
What a feeling
What a feeling in my soul
Love burns brighter than sunshine
Brighter than sunshine
Brigther than sunshine
Let the rain fall, i don't care
I'm yours and suddenly you're mine
Suddenly you're mine
and it's brighter than sunshine
I never saw it happening
I'd given up and given in
I just couldn't take the hurt again
What a feeling
I didn't have the strength to fight
suddenly you seemed so right
Me and you
What a feeling
I never knew what love was for
My heart was broke, my head was sore
What a feeling
Tied up in ancient history
I didn't believe in destiny
I look up you're standing next to me
What a feeling
What a feeling in my soul
Love burns brighter than sunshine
Brighter than sunshine
Brigther than sunshine
Let the rain fall, i don't care
I'm yours and suddenly you're mine
Suddenly you're mine
and it's brighter than sunshine
I never saw it happening
I'd given up and given in
I just couldn't take the hurt again
What a feeling
I didn't have the strength to fight
suddenly you seemed so right
Me and you
What a feeling
[...] It's brighter than the sun
It's brighter than the sun
It's brighter than the sun, sun, shine.
Love will remain a mystery
But give me your hand and you will see
Your heart is keeping time with me.
- Aqualung
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