domingo, 27 de abril de 2008
sexta-feira, 25 de abril de 2008
Música da Semana: Misfits - Helena
If I cut off your arms and cut off your legs
Would you still love me anyway?
If you're bound and you're gagged, draped and displayed
Would you still love me anyway?
Why don't you love me anyway?
If I cut off your arms and cut off your legs
Would you still love me anyway?
If you're bound and you're gagged, draped and displayed
Would you still love me anyway?
Why don't you love me anyway?
Cutting with the knife, blood is spilling everywhere
She will be my wife
Secondary spine
Incisions must be accurate
I know just what to do
My hands are trembling
I can't spare to slip up with this knife
Her beauty so illogical
The beast come gliding in
Hideous chameleon stripped down to her skin
Dance to the burning flame
Pleasure exhumes the pain
The night bursts into flame
Dance Helena... Dance
If I cut off your arms and cut off your legs
Would you still love me anyway?
There's a spot on the floor where your limbs used to be
And I close the door on my fantasies
Why don't you love me anyway?
Would you still love me anyway?
If you're bound and you're gagged, draped and displayed
Would you still love me anyway?
Why don't you love me anyway?
If I cut off your arms and cut off your legs
Would you still love me anyway?
If you're bound and you're gagged, draped and displayed
Would you still love me anyway?
Why don't you love me anyway?
Cutting with the knife, blood is spilling everywhere
She will be my wife
Secondary spine
Incisions must be accurate
I know just what to do
My hands are trembling
I can't spare to slip up with this knife
Her beauty so illogical
The beast come gliding in
Hideous chameleon stripped down to her skin
Dance to the burning flame
Pleasure exhumes the pain
The night bursts into flame
Dance Helena... Dance
If I cut off your arms and cut off your legs
Would you still love me anyway?
There's a spot on the floor where your limbs used to be
And I close the door on my fantasies
Why don't you love me anyway?
sexta-feira, 18 de abril de 2008
Música da Semana: Azembla's Quartet - Esquece Tudo o Que Te Disse
Esquece tudo o que te disse
Leva as promessas que fiz.
Manter este amor
É pura tolice,
Se o teu coração,
nunca o quis!
O nosso lar, não tem futuro.
Já não me queres na velhice.
Quebraste a jura,
Ergueste um muro,
Esquece tudo o que te disse.
Estas lágrimas que choro,
São o princípio do fim.
Rogo aos céus,
Meu Deus imploro,
Leva o homem que adoro,
Para bem longe de mim!
Esquece o que te disse.
Leva as promessas que fiz.
Quebraste a jura,
Ergueste um muro,
Esquece tudo o que te disse.
Leva as promessas que fiz.
Manter este amor
É pura tolice,
Se o teu coração,
nunca o quis!
O nosso lar, não tem futuro.
Já não me queres na velhice.
Quebraste a jura,
Ergueste um muro,
Esquece tudo o que te disse.
Estas lágrimas que choro,
São o princípio do fim.
Rogo aos céus,
Meu Deus imploro,
Leva o homem que adoro,
Para bem longe de mim!
Esquece o que te disse.
Leva as promessas que fiz.
Quebraste a jura,
Ergueste um muro,
Esquece tudo o que te disse.
quarta-feira, 16 de abril de 2008
domingo, 13 de abril de 2008
Música da Semana : Manic Street Preachers - If You Tolerate This Your Children Will Be Next
The future teaches you to be alone
The present to be afraid and cold
So if I can shoot rabbits
Then I can shoot fascists
Bullets for your brain today
But we'll forget it all again
Monuments put from pen to paper
Turns me into a gutless wonder
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
Will be next
Will be next
Will be next
Gravity keeps my head down
Or is it maybe shame
At being so young and being so vain
Holes in your head today
But I'm a pacifist
I've walked La Ramblas
But not with real intent
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
Will be next
Will be next
Will be next
Will be next
And on the street tonight an old man plays
With newspaper cuttings of his glory days
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
Will be next
Will be next
Will be next
The present to be afraid and cold
So if I can shoot rabbits
Then I can shoot fascists
Bullets for your brain today
But we'll forget it all again
Monuments put from pen to paper
Turns me into a gutless wonder
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
Will be next
Will be next
Will be next
Gravity keeps my head down
Or is it maybe shame
At being so young and being so vain
Holes in your head today
But I'm a pacifist
I've walked La Ramblas
But not with real intent
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
Will be next
Will be next
Will be next
Will be next
And on the street tonight an old man plays
With newspaper cuttings of his glory days
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
Will be next
Will be next
Will be next
quarta-feira, 9 de abril de 2008
sábado, 5 de abril de 2008
Música da Semana: Rita Redshoes - Dream On Girl
Dream on girl,
Dream on girl
I want to see you sleep tonight
You're up and down
You hit the ground
And time is drifting through your fears
I can find your dreams tonight
And make your lover come back home
If you don't know, you are on your own
I'll choose the best place for you to sleep
Come back to see the day you lost your heart
And all your hopes
I'll take you to see the sunrise and try to catch your ghost
Come on girl, a dream is your world
The signs you see are in your mind
The words that you speak are here in my ear
So I can hear you falling down
Take a breath to see me
I can wait for you to
Live a life with no hopes but
If you still believe…
Come back to see the day you lost your heart
And all your hopes
I'll take you to see the sunrise and try to catch your ghost
Come back to see the day you lost your heart
And all your hopes
Dream on girl
I want to see you sleep tonight
You're up and down
You hit the ground
And time is drifting through your fears
I can find your dreams tonight
And make your lover come back home
If you don't know, you are on your own
I'll choose the best place for you to sleep
Come back to see the day you lost your heart
And all your hopes
I'll take you to see the sunrise and try to catch your ghost
Come on girl, a dream is your world
The signs you see are in your mind
The words that you speak are here in my ear
So I can hear you falling down
Take a breath to see me
I can wait for you to
Live a life with no hopes but
If you still believe…
Come back to see the day you lost your heart
And all your hopes
I'll take you to see the sunrise and try to catch your ghost
Come back to see the day you lost your heart
And all your hopes
quinta-feira, 3 de abril de 2008
quarta-feira, 2 de abril de 2008
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