Ouyeah

Viver no despropósito.

Congresso é regresso para o ingresso a titulo de progresso.

Os finais justificam os meios.

Life is weird

Jaja eu posto

Dos meus pés de laranja
Parte veloz e fina
A poeira da vida é dourada
Apaga pegadas de trás

O chão é firme, passa por mim
Grita belo ao longe e chama
Brilha duro e promete
Traduz o céu em contraste

Veias e veios de montanha
Caminho enquanto avanço
Toda distância perdida é ganha

Pergunta crucial
Thiago Pinheiro

Ouvindo um video do Pat Metheny
Ou vendo o vinho deitado na taça

Acima das nuvens densas
Estrelas brincam de ser luz

Mal sabem da nuvem de neve
Ou do vento tão leve que não leva

Nada coopera, nada conspira
Inferno ou inverno astral?

erm

Segredos de borboleta
Thiago Pinheiro

Talvez, borboletas ocultem segredos
Escondem que o tempo as quer torturar
Que façam casulos, que fujam do medo
Dá-lhes asas de céu sem que possam negar

Ao vermos vôo tão leve, tão simples
A plenitude nos vem convencer
De que o ápice, o auge está lá

Talvez largada esteja
No coração solar da borboleta
A plenitude perdida da lagarta

"He's The Greatest Dancer"

Oh-what-wow
He's the greatest dancer
Oh-what-wow
That I've ever seen
Oh-what-wow
He's the greatest dancer
Oh-what-wow

One night in a disco
On the outskirts of Frisco
I was cruisin' with my favourite gang
The place was so boring
Filled with out-of-towners touring
I knew that it wasn't my thing
I really wasn't caring
But I felt my eyes staring
At a guy who stood out in the crowd
He had the kind of body
That would shame Adonis
And a face that would make any man cry

Oh-what-wow
He's the greatest dancer
Oh-what-wow
That I've ever seen
Oh-what-wow
He's the greatest dancer
Oh-what-wow

The champion of dance
His moves would put you in a trance
And he never leaves the disco alone
Arrongance but not conceit
As a man he's complete
My crme de la crme
Please take me (don't go) home
He wears the finest clothes
The best designers, heaven knows
Ooh, from his head down to his toes
Halston, Gucci, Fiorucci
He looks like a still
That man is dressed to kill

Oh-what-wow
He's the greatest dancer
Oh-what-wow
That I've ever seen
Oh-what-wow
He's the greatest dancer
Oh-what-wow
That I've ever seen

Tipo isso

Les Feuilles Mortes



Oh ! je voudrais tant que tu te souviennes,
Des jours heureux où nous étions amis,
En ce temps-là, la vie était plus belle,
Et le soleil plus brûlant qu'aujourd’hui.
Les feuilles mortes se ramassent à la pelle,
Tu vois, je n'ai pas oublié.
Les feuilles mortes se ramassent à la pelle,
Les souvenirs et les regrets aussi.
Et le vent du Nord les emporte,
Dans la nuit froide de l'oubli.
Tu vois, je n'ai pas oublié
La chanson que tu me chantais...

C'est une chanson qui nous ressemble,
Toi qui m'aimais, moi qui t'aimais.
Nous vivions tous les deux ensemble,
Toi qui m'aimais, moi qui t'aimais.
Mais la vie sépare ceux qui s'aiment,
Tout doucement sans faire de bruit.
Et la mer efface sur le sable,
Les pas des amants désunis.

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