Monday, December 11, 2006
Wednesday, December 06, 2006
O Abismo
No "final da terra" não existe nada a não ser o abismo que se estende negro aos nossos pés. Sabemos que não podemos voltar para trás e em frente só vemos escuridão e sofrimento... Somos impelidos a avançar pelo que sentimos e pelo facto de aceitarmos a possibilidade de irmos pelo caminho errado e tudo o que isso acarreta. Admitimos a nossa ignorância face a muitas coisas mas sabemos que na vida nada é certo; existem sempre surpresas. Das más estamos à espera e das boas apenas temos esperança que elas aconteçam antes que fiquemos demasiado magoados com a vida e deixemos de acreditar que aqueles que puxam os cordelinhos do destino nos tenham reservado a possibilidade de sermos felizes.
Friday, November 17, 2006
Letting the cables sleep...
"You in the darkYou in the pain
You on the run
Living a hell
Living your ghost
Living your end
Never seem to get in the place that I belong
Don't wanna lose the time
Lose the time to come
Whatever you say it's alright
Whatever you do it's all good
Whatever you say it's alright
Silence is not the way
We need to talk about it
If heaven is on the way
If heaven is on the way
You in the sea
On a decline
Breaking the waves
Watching the lights go down
Letting the cables sleep
Whatever you say it's alright
Whatever you do it's all good
Whatever you say it's alright
Silence is not the way
We need to talk about it
If heaven is on the way
We'll wrap the world around it
If heaven is on the way
If heaven is on the way
I'm a stranger in this town
I'm a stranger in this town
If heaven is on the way
If heaven is on the way
I'm a stranger in this town
I'm a stranger in this town"
You on the run
Living a hell
Living your ghost
Living your end
Never seem to get in the place that I belong
Don't wanna lose the time
Lose the time to come
Whatever you say it's alright
Whatever you do it's all good
Whatever you say it's alright
Silence is not the way
We need to talk about it
If heaven is on the way
If heaven is on the way
You in the sea
On a decline
Breaking the waves
Watching the lights go down
Letting the cables sleep
Whatever you say it's alright
Whatever you do it's all good
Whatever you say it's alright
Silence is not the way
We need to talk about it
If heaven is on the way
We'll wrap the world around it
If heaven is on the way
If heaven is on the way
I'm a stranger in this town
I'm a stranger in this town
If heaven is on the way
If heaven is on the way
I'm a stranger in this town
I'm a stranger in this town"
Bush- Letting the cables sleep
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
The Return
Wednesday, September 06, 2006
Wednesday, August 30, 2006
Spider's Web
Monday, August 28, 2006
Saturday, August 26, 2006
Thursday, August 24, 2006
From the Cradle to Enslave

"Two thousand fattened years like maniacs
Have despoiled our common grave
Now what necrophagous Second Coming backs
From the cradle to enslave?
Sickle constellations
Stud the belts that welt the sky
Whilst the bitter winter moon
Prowls the cloud, dead-eyed
Like shifting parent flesh
Under silk matricide...
Watchful as she was upon Eden
Where every rose arbour and orchard she swept
Hid the hissing of a serpent Libido
In an ancient tryst with catastrophe
Soon the be kept
Hear that hissing now on the breeze
As through the plundered groves of the carnal garden
A fresh horror blows but ten billion souls
Are blind to see the rotting wood for the trees
This is the theme to a better Armageddon
Nightchords rake the heavens
PAN DAEMON AEAON
And what use are prayers to that god?
As devils bay concensus for the space to piss
On your smouldering faith
And the mouldering face
Of this world long a paradise lost
This is the end of everything
Hear the growing chora that a new dawn shall bring
Danse macabre 'neath the tilt of the zodiac
Now brighter stars shall reflect on our fate
What sick nativities will be freed when those lights burn black?
The darkside of the mirror always threw our malice back...
I see the serpentine in your eyes
The nature of the beast as revelations arrive
Our screams shall trail to Angels
For those damned in flames repay
All sinners lose their lot on Judgement Day
We should have cut our looses as at Calvary
But our hearts like heavy crosses held the vain belief
Salvation, like a promised nation
Gleamed a claim away...
This is the end of everything you have ever known
Buried like vanquished reason
Death is season
Drive like the drifting snow
Peace, a fragile lover, left us fantasising war
On our knees or another f**ker's shore
Heiling new flesh
Read, then roared
To a crooked cross and a Holy Cause
What else be whipped to frenzy for?
This is the end of everything
Rear the tragedies
That the Seraphim shall sing
Old adversaries
Next to Eve
Now they're clawing back
I smell their cumming
As through webbed panes of meat
Led by hoary Death
They never left
Dreaming sodomies
To impress on human failure
When we've bled upon our knees
Tablatures of gravel law
Shall see Gehennah paved
When empires fall
And nightmares crawl
From the cradle to enslave....
This is the end of everything"
Cradle of Filth- From the Cradle to Enslave
Have despoiled our common grave
Now what necrophagous Second Coming backs
From the cradle to enslave?
Sickle constellations
Stud the belts that welt the sky
Whilst the bitter winter moon
Prowls the cloud, dead-eyed
Like shifting parent flesh
Under silk matricide...
Watchful as she was upon Eden
Where every rose arbour and orchard she swept
Hid the hissing of a serpent Libido
In an ancient tryst with catastrophe
Soon the be kept
Hear that hissing now on the breeze
As through the plundered groves of the carnal garden
A fresh horror blows but ten billion souls
Are blind to see the rotting wood for the trees
This is the theme to a better Armageddon
Nightchords rake the heavens
PAN DAEMON AEAON
And what use are prayers to that god?
As devils bay concensus for the space to piss
On your smouldering faith
And the mouldering face
Of this world long a paradise lost
This is the end of everything
Hear the growing chora that a new dawn shall bring
Danse macabre 'neath the tilt of the zodiac
Now brighter stars shall reflect on our fate
What sick nativities will be freed when those lights burn black?
The darkside of the mirror always threw our malice back...
I see the serpentine in your eyes
The nature of the beast as revelations arrive
Our screams shall trail to Angels
For those damned in flames repay
All sinners lose their lot on Judgement Day
We should have cut our looses as at Calvary
But our hearts like heavy crosses held the vain belief
Salvation, like a promised nation
Gleamed a claim away...
This is the end of everything you have ever known
Buried like vanquished reason
Death is season
Drive like the drifting snow
Peace, a fragile lover, left us fantasising war
On our knees or another f**ker's shore
Heiling new flesh
Read, then roared
To a crooked cross and a Holy Cause
What else be whipped to frenzy for?
This is the end of everything
Rear the tragedies
That the Seraphim shall sing
Old adversaries
Next to Eve
Now they're clawing back
I smell their cumming
As through webbed panes of meat
Led by hoary Death
They never left
Dreaming sodomies
To impress on human failure
When we've bled upon our knees
Tablatures of gravel law
Shall see Gehennah paved
When empires fall
And nightmares crawl
From the cradle to enslave....
This is the end of everything"
Cradle of Filth- From the Cradle to Enslave
It Shines
Wednesday, August 23, 2006
In Hell
Tuesday, August 22, 2006
Wasted Years
"From the coast of gold, across the seven seas
I'm travellin' on, far and wide
But now it seems, I'm just a stranger to myself
And all the things I sometimes do, it isn't me but
someone else
I close my eyes, and think of home
Another city goes by in the night
Ain't it funny how it is, you never miss it 'til it's
gone away
And my heart is lying there and will be 'til my
dying day
So understand
Don't waste your time always searching for
those wasted years
Face up... make your stand
And realise you're living in the golden years
Too much time on my hands, I got you on my mind
Can't ease this pain, so easily
When you can't find the words to say it's hard to
make it through another day
And it makes me wanna cry and throw my
hands up to the sky
So understand
Don't waste your time always searching for
those wasted years
Face up... make your stand
And realise you're living in the golden years"
Iron Maiden- Wasted Years
I'm travellin' on, far and wide
But now it seems, I'm just a stranger to myself
And all the things I sometimes do, it isn't me but
someone else
I close my eyes, and think of home
Another city goes by in the night
Ain't it funny how it is, you never miss it 'til it's
gone away
And my heart is lying there and will be 'til my
dying day
So understand
Don't waste your time always searching for
those wasted years
Face up... make your stand
And realise you're living in the golden years
Too much time on my hands, I got you on my mind
Can't ease this pain, so easily
When you can't find the words to say it's hard to
make it through another day
And it makes me wanna cry and throw my
hands up to the sky
So understand
Don't waste your time always searching for
those wasted years
Face up... make your stand
And realise you're living in the golden years"
Iron Maiden- Wasted Years
Sunday, August 20, 2006
Remember
"Remember!
Once it was ours
We have waited forever
We are to blame
For once it was ours
Remember!"
Moonspell- Once it was Ours!
Once it was ours
We have waited forever
We are to blame
For once it was ours
Remember!"
Moonspell- Once it was Ours!
It's a Question of Lust
"Fragile
Like a baby in your arms
Be gentle with me
I'd never willingly
Do you harm
Apologies
Are all you ever seem to get from me
But just like a child
You make me smile
When you care for me
And you know...
It's a question of lust
It's a question of trust
It's a question of not letting
What we've built up
Crumble to dust
It is all of these things and more
That keep us together
Independence
Is still important for us though (we realise)
It's easy to make
The stupid mistake
Of letting go (do you know what I mean)
My weakness
You know each and every one (it frightens me)
But I need to drink
More than you seem to think
Before I'm anyone's
And you know...
It's a question of lust
It's a question of trust
It's a question of not letting
What we've built up
Crumble to dust
It is all of these things and more
That keep us together
Kiss me goodbye
When I'm on my own
But you know that I'd
Rather be home
It's a question of lust
It's a question of trust
It's a question of not letting
What we've built up
Crumble to dust
It is all of these things and more
That keep us together"
Depeche Mode- It's a Question of Lust
P.S.- Desculpa o abuso...
Foolish Games

"You took your coat off and stood in the rain,
You're always crazy like that.
And I watched from my window,
Always felt I was outside looking in on you.
You're always the mysterious one with
Dark eyes and careless hair,
You were fashionably sensitive
But too cool to care.
You stood in my doorway, with nothing to say
Besides some comment on the weather.
Well in case you failed to notice,
In case you failed to see,
This is my heart bleeding before you,
This is me down on my knees, and...
These foolish games are tearing me apart,
And your thoughtless words are breaking my heart.
You're breaking my heart.
You're always brilliant in the morning,
Smoking your cigarettes and talking over coffee.
Your philosophies on art, Baroque moved you.
You loved Mozart and you'd speak of your loved ones
As I clumsily strummed my guitar.
You'd teach me of honest things,
Things that were daring, things that were clean.
Things that knew what an honest dollar did mean.
I hid my soiled hands behind my back.
Somewhere along the line, I must've gone
Off track with you.
Well, excuse me, guess I've mistaken you for somebody else,
Somebody who gave a damn,
Somebody more like myself.
You took your coat off,
Stood in the rain,
You're always crazy like that."
Jewel- Foolish Games
You're always crazy like that.
And I watched from my window,
Always felt I was outside looking in on you.
You're always the mysterious one with
Dark eyes and careless hair,
You were fashionably sensitive
But too cool to care.
You stood in my doorway, with nothing to say
Besides some comment on the weather.
Well in case you failed to notice,
In case you failed to see,
This is my heart bleeding before you,
This is me down on my knees, and...
These foolish games are tearing me apart,
And your thoughtless words are breaking my heart.
You're breaking my heart.
You're always brilliant in the morning,
Smoking your cigarettes and talking over coffee.
Your philosophies on art, Baroque moved you.
You loved Mozart and you'd speak of your loved ones
As I clumsily strummed my guitar.
You'd teach me of honest things,
Things that were daring, things that were clean.
Things that knew what an honest dollar did mean.
I hid my soiled hands behind my back.
Somewhere along the line, I must've gone
Off track with you.
Well, excuse me, guess I've mistaken you for somebody else,
Somebody who gave a damn,
Somebody more like myself.
You took your coat off,
Stood in the rain,
You're always crazy like that."
Jewel- Foolish Games
Hope Renewed
Há sempre uma esperança renovada com o nascer de um novo dia... É preciso é que a luz do sol brilhe no nosso interior; não tem que ser a luz do dia mas o ânimo que devemos tentar dar à nossa alma ferida. Como a fénix, há sempre uma forma de renascer.
Saturday, August 19, 2006
Mute
"Approach and try to live me backwards
then without looking behind
surviving is somewhat confusing
although I never mind
surviving is somewhat confusing
although I never mind
if only silence could ever talk
how loud will be the voice
of this sincerely yours, violently yours
without you I am mute
without you, raped and nude
(without you) [No] (while you are the) one can touch me like I do
If only you could crawl by yourself
and release me from all your weight
If only you could crawl by yourself
and release me from all your weight
would I still love you to the point of hate?
Cherish my guilt and then juggle with it
that paper Jesus on your bedroom wall
will bleed us to redeem
(will bleed us to redeem)
(will bleed us to redeem)
Without you I am mute
without you, raped and nude,
(Without you) [no] (while you are the) one can hurt me like you do
I want to know how it feels
to proceed without sharing it
your devil disguise is breaking
your face is now so crude
conscious blind and deaf and mute
conscious blind and deaf and mute
it is the only way to be just near of you
it is the only way to show myself to you
Without you I am mute
raped and nude, without you..."
Moonspell- Mute
P.S.- This is how I feel today...
Note: the picture; she also had a secret...
Wednesday, August 16, 2006
Desejo

"O desejo profundo, o desejo mais real é aquele de se aproximar de alguém. A parti daí, começam a ocorrer as reacções, o homem e a mulher entram em jogo, mas o que acontece antes - a atracção que os juntou - é impossível de explicar. É o desejo intocável, no seu estado puro.
Quando o desejo ainda está nesse estado puro, homem e mulher apaixonam-se pela vida, vivem cada momento com reverência, e conscientemente, sempre à espera do momento certo para celebrar a próxima benção.
Pessoas assim não têm pressa, não precipitam os acontecimentos com acções inconscientes. Elas sabem que o inevitável se manifestará, que o verdadeiro encontra sempre uma forma de se mostrar. Quando chega o momento, elas não hesitam, não perdem uma oportunidade, não deixam passar nenhum momento mágico, porque respeitam a importância de cada segundo."
Quando o desejo ainda está nesse estado puro, homem e mulher apaixonam-se pela vida, vivem cada momento com reverência, e conscientemente, sempre à espera do momento certo para celebrar a próxima benção.
Pessoas assim não têm pressa, não precipitam os acontecimentos com acções inconscientes. Elas sabem que o inevitável se manifestará, que o verdadeiro encontra sempre uma forma de se mostrar. Quando chega o momento, elas não hesitam, não perdem uma oportunidade, não deixam passar nenhum momento mágico, porque respeitam a importância de cada segundo."
Paulo Coelho- Onze Minutos
Monday, August 14, 2006
Exploding
I feel like my head is exploding! Don't know what to do anymore... Need something for this pain...
Thursday, August 10, 2006
Memories
"In this world you triedNot leaving me alone behind
There's no other way
I'll pray to the gods: let him stay
The memories ease the pain inside
Now I know why
All of my memories
Keep you near
In silent moments
Imagine you'd be here
All of my memories
Keep you near
The silent whispers, silent tears
Made me promise I'd try
To find my way back in this life
I hope there is away
To give me a sign you're okay
Reminds me again
It's worth it all
So I can go home
All of my memories
Keep you near
In silent moments
Imagine you'd be here
All of my memories
Keep you near
The silent whispers, silent tears
Together in all these memories
I see your smile
All the memories I hold dear
Darling you know I love you till the end of time
All of my memories
Keep you near
In silent moments
Imagine you'd be here
All of my memories
Keep you near
The silent whispers, silent tears"
Within Temptation- Memories
P.S.- Para sempre a actuação dos Within no SBSR ficará na minha memória; esta música em particular (Eye: you know why). Mais uma vez obrigado a todos os amigos que me aturaram no SBSR; eles sabem quem são. Para eles um beijo especial...
There's no other way
I'll pray to the gods: let him stay
The memories ease the pain inside
Now I know why
All of my memories
Keep you near
In silent moments
Imagine you'd be here
All of my memories
Keep you near
The silent whispers, silent tears
Made me promise I'd try
To find my way back in this life
I hope there is away
To give me a sign you're okay
Reminds me again
It's worth it all
So I can go home
All of my memories
Keep you near
In silent moments
Imagine you'd be here
All of my memories
Keep you near
The silent whispers, silent tears
Together in all these memories
I see your smile
All the memories I hold dear
Darling you know I love you till the end of time
All of my memories
Keep you near
In silent moments
Imagine you'd be here
All of my memories
Keep you near
The silent whispers, silent tears"
Within Temptation- Memories
P.S.- Para sempre a actuação dos Within no SBSR ficará na minha memória; esta música em particular (Eye: you know why). Mais uma vez obrigado a todos os amigos que me aturaram no SBSR; eles sabem quem são. Para eles um beijo especial...
Futuro Próximo

O futuro é ainda desconhecido. A vida meia volta apresenta-nos algo inesperado; surpresas boas e más. Devemos aprender com as más e disfrutar das boas intensamente e não podemos perder nunca a esperança... Temos que saber "largar" algumas coisas, seguir em frente e ter coragem e serenidade de fazer mudanças quando é preciso. Renovar a alma e recuperar energias; deixar a janela sempre aberta para permitir a entrada da "luz"!
P.S.- Quase de partida para uma nova aventura... ;) Volto em breve e obrigada a todos aqueles que têm estado presentes.
Wasteland
"There's a crystal view from my windowAnd I can see years to come
I live for the burn and the sting of pleasure
I live for the sword, the steel, and the gun
I can tear down the walls, storm them barricades
Run to the place where the frightened crawl
Desire lurks beyond good and evil
So dance on the graves where the hammer falls
Over this land
All over this wasteland
Over this land
All over this wasteland
You can touch, but please keep your distance
You're innocent and pure and with no shame
The spirit is willing, and the flesh is great
Your teasing your torment with the pleasure of pain
I live for the burn and the sting of pleasure
I live for the sword, the steel, and the gun
I can tear down the walls, storm them barricades
Run to the place where the frightened crawl
Desire lurks beyond good and evil
So dance on the graves where the hammer falls
Over this land
All over this wasteland
Over this land
All over this wasteland
You can touch, but please keep your distance
You're innocent and pure and with no shame
The spirit is willing, and the flesh is great
Your teasing your torment with the pleasure of pain
Over this land
All over this wasteland
Over this land
All over this wasteland
Heaven and Hell, I know them well
But I haven't yet made my choice
I'm feeling dead 'cause I'm shouting loud
And NO ONE can hear my voice
Walking the tightwire, can't look down
Strung out high, above you all
Faithful wind blows through this land
Howls my name, Hell is my fall.
Over this land
All over this wasteland
Over this land
All over this wasteland"
The Mission- Wasteland
Wednesday, August 09, 2006
Super Hero
| You Are Elektra |
There's really no superhero with more style than you. Because who could beat being sexy assasin ninja? |
Tuesday, August 08, 2006
Saturday, July 29, 2006
I wish...
Six Feet Under
"You'll twist and turn your spiteTill you drain the sane
Cover up your track's with lie's
Deceit hide's a smile
So tired of this false pretence
Can't even look me in the eye
Approached by truth, you take offence
Praise the hypocrite!
I'll dance on your grave until my feet bleed
Six feet unders, where you'll rot
No remorse, your ill fate kept you running
What lie's behind close door's
Your slave's dance, you stamp your feet
Secrecy will land you on your face
No game, no gain
Your sheer presence make's my skin crawl
But your stale memory drag's on
What goes around, comes around
I'll dance on your grave until my feet bleed
Six feet unders where you'll rot
No remorse, your ill fate kept you running
We'll spit on your grave until your soul scream's
Six feet unders not deep enough
No sleep lost, good thing's come to those who wait"
Angtoria- Six Feet Under's Not Deep Enough
Tuesday, July 25, 2006
Medo
Às vezes, o Medo impede-nos de arriscarmos e lutar pelo que queremos. Mas chega sempre o momento em que a verdade "explode", qual erupção vulcânica. O sofrimento é sempre difícil de suportar mas se não arriscarmos nunca experienciaremos os momentos pelos quais vale realmente a pena viver...
Para mim, os momentos bons são curtos e, por isso devemos vivê-los de forma intensa! Só que as pessoas preferem viver num mundo de ilusões, de mentiras e de aparências a admitirem o que sentem e ter a coragem de avançar. Não quero isto para mim.
Tou cansada de jogos, de meias verdades, de ter que fingir e de ser mal interpretada. Será que à medida que avançamos em idade ficamos mais fracos e cobardes? Ou será antes por já termos tido demasiadas mágoas e desilusões?
Qual o caminho certo a seguir? Como acabar com o Medo? Qual será o "antídoto"?
WinterDarkness
Para mim, os momentos bons são curtos e, por isso devemos vivê-los de forma intensa! Só que as pessoas preferem viver num mundo de ilusões, de mentiras e de aparências a admitirem o que sentem e ter a coragem de avançar. Não quero isto para mim.
Tou cansada de jogos, de meias verdades, de ter que fingir e de ser mal interpretada. Será que à medida que avançamos em idade ficamos mais fracos e cobardes? Ou será antes por já termos tido demasiadas mágoas e desilusões?
Qual o caminho certo a seguir? Como acabar com o Medo? Qual será o "antídoto"?
WinterDarkness
Monday, July 24, 2006
Into My Arms
"I don't believe in an interventionist God
But I know, darling, that you do
But if I did I would kneel down and ask Him
Not to intervene when it came to you
Not to touch a hair on your head
To leave you as you are
And if He felt He had to direct you
Then direct you into my arms
But I know, darling, that you do
But if I did I would kneel down and ask Him
Not to intervene when it came to you
Not to touch a hair on your head
To leave you as you are
And if He felt He had to direct you
Then direct you into my arms
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms
And I don't believe in the existence of angels
But looking at you I wonder if that's true
But if I did I would summon them together
And ask them to watch over you
To each burn a candle for you
To make bright and clear your path
And to walk, like Christ, in grace and love
And guide you into my arms
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms
And I believe in Love
And I know that you do too
And I believe in some kind of path
That we can walk down, me and you
So keep your candle burning
And make «his» journey bright and pure
That «he» will keep returning
Always and evermore
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms"
Nick Cave- Into My Arms
Friday, July 21, 2006
I'll See You In My Dreams
Hold you in my dreams.
Someone took you out of my arms,
Still I feel the thrill of your charms.
Lips that once were mine,
Tender eyes that shine,
They will light my way tonight,
I'll see you in my dreams.
Now!
I'll see you in my dreams,
Hold you in my dreams.
Someone took you out of my arms,
Still I feel the thrill of your charms.
Lips that once were mine,
Tender eyes that shine,
They will light my way tonight,
I'll see you in my dreams.
Now!
I'll see you in my dreams,
I'll see you in my dreams."
cover by Moonspell
E isto não podia ser mais verdadeiro nestes dias em que me sinto como zombie; "souless", completamente perdida neste mundo de sombras...
Wednesday, July 19, 2006
Sem Inspiração...

Bem como não ando muito inspirada para escrever textos meus aqui vos deixo um pequeno excerto de um livro de Paulo Coelho intitulado "Na Margem do Rio Piedra Eu Sentei e Chorei". É um belo livro.
"Às vezes somos possuídos por uma sensação de tristeza que não conseguimos controlar -dizia ele.- Percebemos que o instante mágico daquele dia passou e nada fizemos. Então, a vida esconde a sua magia e a sua arte.
Temos que dar ouvidos à criança que fomos um dia e que ainda existe dentro de nós. Essa criança percebe de instantes mágicos. Podemos sufocar o seu pranto, mas não podemos calar a sua voz. (...)
Se não nascermos de novo, se não tornarmos a olhar a vida com a inocência e o entusiasmo da infância, viver não terá mais sentido. (...)
Prestemos atenção ao que nos diz a criança que temos guardada no peito. Não nos envergonhemos por causa dela. Não vamos deixar que ela tenha medo, porque está só e quase nunca é ouvida.
Vamos permitir que ela tome um pouco as rédeas da nossa existência. Essa criança sabe que um dia é diferente do outro.
Vamos fazer com que ela se sinta amada novamente. Vamos agradar-lhe- mesmo que isso signifique agir de uma maneira a que não estamos acostumados, mesmo que isso pareça uma tolice aos olhos dos outros. (...)
Se ouvirmos a criança que temos na alma, os nossos olhos tornarão a brilhar. Se não perdermos o contacto com essa criança, não perderemos o contacto com a vida."
Paulo Coelho- Na Margem do Rio Piedra Eu Sentei e Chorei
"Às vezes somos possuídos por uma sensação de tristeza que não conseguimos controlar -dizia ele.- Percebemos que o instante mágico daquele dia passou e nada fizemos. Então, a vida esconde a sua magia e a sua arte.
Temos que dar ouvidos à criança que fomos um dia e que ainda existe dentro de nós. Essa criança percebe de instantes mágicos. Podemos sufocar o seu pranto, mas não podemos calar a sua voz. (...)
Se não nascermos de novo, se não tornarmos a olhar a vida com a inocência e o entusiasmo da infância, viver não terá mais sentido. (...)
Prestemos atenção ao que nos diz a criança que temos guardada no peito. Não nos envergonhemos por causa dela. Não vamos deixar que ela tenha medo, porque está só e quase nunca é ouvida.
Vamos permitir que ela tome um pouco as rédeas da nossa existência. Essa criança sabe que um dia é diferente do outro.
Vamos fazer com que ela se sinta amada novamente. Vamos agradar-lhe- mesmo que isso signifique agir de uma maneira a que não estamos acostumados, mesmo que isso pareça uma tolice aos olhos dos outros. (...)
Se ouvirmos a criança que temos na alma, os nossos olhos tornarão a brilhar. Se não perdermos o contacto com essa criança, não perderemos o contacto com a vida."
Paulo Coelho- Na Margem do Rio Piedra Eu Sentei e Chorei
Monday, July 10, 2006
Last Call
"There is a doorway, a running seaIndise of Me...
There is a calling inside of Me,
Flowing from Me...
Inside of Me (the)
Atlantic
Last Call...
Last hope for the last of the creed.
Last call. Doorway.
Your waters will spread inside Me"
Moonspell- Atlantic
P.S.- This is the Last Call... Hope is dying... There's no more time left... All is darkness and solitude... No life in this wasteland... My heart is turning into stone...
There is a calling inside of Me,
Flowing from Me...
Inside of Me (the)
Atlantic
Last Call...
Last hope for the last of the creed.
Last call. Doorway.
Your waters will spread inside Me"
Moonspell- Atlantic
P.S.- This is the Last Call... Hope is dying... There's no more time left... All is darkness and solitude... No life in this wasteland... My heart is turning into stone...
Saturday, July 08, 2006
Assim sem ti
"Avião sem asa, fogueira sem brasa
Sou eu assim sem você
Futebol sem bola. Piu-Piu sem Frajola
Sou eu assim sem você
Por que é que tem que ser assim?
Se o meu desejo não tem fim
Eu te quero a todo instante
Nem mil alto-falantes
Vão poder falar por mim
Amor sem beijinho,
Buchecha sem Claudinho
Sou eu assim sem você
Circo sem palhaço, namoro sem amasso
Sou eu assim sem você
To louca pra te ver chegar
To louca pra te ter nas mãos
Deitar no teu abraço, retomar o pedaço
Que falta no meu coração
Eu não existo longe de você
E a solidão é o meu pior castigo
Eu conto as horas pra poder te ver
Mas o relógio tá de mal comigo. Porque? Pooooooorque?
Neném sem chupeta, Romeu sem Julieta
Sou eu assim sem você
Carro sem estrada, queijo sem goiabada
Sou eu assim sem você
Por que é que tem que ser assim?
Se o meu desejo não tem fim
Eu te quero a todo instante
Nem mil alto-falantes
Vão poder falar por mim
Eu não existo longe de você
E a solidão é o meu pior castigo
Eu conto as horas pra poder te ver
Mas o relógio tá de mal comigo"
Adriana Calcanhoto- Fico Assim Sem Você
P.S.- Hoje deu-me para aqui lol
Thursday, July 06, 2006
Não sei...

"Não sei. Falta-me um sentido, um tacto
Para a vida, para o amor, para a glória...
Para que serve qualquer história,
Ou qualquer facto?
Estou só, só como ninguém ainda esteve,
Oco dentro de mim, sem depois nem antes.
Parece que passam sem ver-me os instantes,
Mas passam sem que o seu passo seja leve.
Começo a ler, mas cansa-me o que ainda não li.
Quero pensar, mas dói-me o que irei concluir.
O sonho pesa-me antes de o ter. Sentir
É tudo uma coisa como qualquer coisa que já vi.
Não ser nada, ser uma figura de romance,
Sem vida, sem morte material, uma ideia,
Qualquer coisa que nada tornasse útil ou feia,
Uma sombra num chão irreal, um sonho num transe."
Para que serve qualquer história,
Ou qualquer facto?
Estou só, só como ninguém ainda esteve,
Oco dentro de mim, sem depois nem antes.
Parece que passam sem ver-me os instantes,
Mas passam sem que o seu passo seja leve.
Começo a ler, mas cansa-me o que ainda não li.
Quero pensar, mas dói-me o que irei concluir.
O sonho pesa-me antes de o ter. Sentir
É tudo uma coisa como qualquer coisa que já vi.
Não ser nada, ser uma figura de romance,
Sem vida, sem morte material, uma ideia,
Qualquer coisa que nada tornasse útil ou feia,
Uma sombra num chão irreal, um sonho num transe."
por Álvaro de Campos
Tuesday, July 04, 2006
This is Me...
Friday, June 30, 2006
Despair- Ridden Hearts

"All bridges... on fire!
As onward and onward we ride
The smoke rises higher, higher...
Up the ever-darkening sky
So quickly everything swirled; descent of the world
Now it's all a chaotic ruin
Burning eerie, saphire
The foretoken of closing doom
Glowing dreadful and dire, dire...
Is the ever-haunting moon
So sickly everything twirled; the end of the world
Now it's all a chaotic ruin
We came so far
So deeply wounded and so scarred our despair-ridden hearts
Frail as we are
Firmly united we will stand 'til the world falls apart"
Sentenced- Despair- Ridden Hearts
choosen by Dark Capricorn
As onward and onward we ride
The smoke rises higher, higher...
Up the ever-darkening sky
So quickly everything swirled; descent of the world
Now it's all a chaotic ruin
Burning eerie, saphire
The foretoken of closing doom
Glowing dreadful and dire, dire...
Is the ever-haunting moon
So sickly everything twirled; the end of the world
Now it's all a chaotic ruin
We came so far
So deeply wounded and so scarred our despair-ridden hearts
Frail as we are
Firmly united we will stand 'til the world falls apart"
Sentenced- Despair- Ridden Hearts
choosen by Dark Capricorn
Wednesday, June 28, 2006
Poison
"Your cruel device
Your blood like ice
One look could kill
My pain, your thrill
I want to love you, but I better not touch (don't touch)
I want to hold you but my senses tell me to stop
I want to kiss you but I want it too much (too much)
I want to taste you but your lips are venomous poison
You're poison runnin'thru my veins
You're poison, I don't want to break these chains
Your mouth, so hot
Your web, I'm caught
Your skin, so wet
Black lace on sweat
I hear you calling and it's needles and pins (and pins)
I want to hurt you just to hear you screaming my name
Don't want to touch you but you're under my skin (deep in)
I want to kiss you but your lips are venomous poison
You're poison runnin'thru my veins
You're poison, I don't want to break these chains
Poison
One look could kill
My pain, your thrill
I want to love you, but I better not touch (don't touch)
I want to hold you but my senses tell me to stop
I want to kiss you but I want it too much (too much)
I want to taste you but your lips are venomous poison
You're poison runnin'thru my veins
You're poison, I don't want to break these chains
Poison
I want to love you, but I better not touch (don't touch)
I want to hold you but my senses tell me to stop
I want to kiss you but I want it too much (too much)
I want to taste you but your lips are venomous poison, yeah
I don't want to break these chains
Poison, oh no
Runnin'deep inside my veins,
Burnin'deep inside my veins
It's poison
I don't want to break these chains"
Alice Cooper- Poison
P.S.- Querida Eye, o teu pedido foi realizado! ;)
Your blood like ice
One look could kill
My pain, your thrill
I want to love you, but I better not touch (don't touch)
I want to hold you but my senses tell me to stop
I want to kiss you but I want it too much (too much)
I want to taste you but your lips are venomous poison
You're poison runnin'thru my veins
You're poison, I don't want to break these chains
Your mouth, so hot
Your web, I'm caught
Your skin, so wet
Black lace on sweat
I hear you calling and it's needles and pins (and pins)
I want to hurt you just to hear you screaming my name
Don't want to touch you but you're under my skin (deep in)
I want to kiss you but your lips are venomous poison
You're poison runnin'thru my veins
You're poison, I don't want to break these chains
Poison
One look could kill
My pain, your thrill
I want to love you, but I better not touch (don't touch)
I want to hold you but my senses tell me to stop
I want to kiss you but I want it too much (too much)
I want to taste you but your lips are venomous poison
You're poison runnin'thru my veins
You're poison, I don't want to break these chains
Poison
I want to love you, but I better not touch (don't touch)
I want to hold you but my senses tell me to stop
I want to kiss you but I want it too much (too much)
I want to taste you but your lips are venomous poison, yeah
I don't want to break these chains
Poison, oh no
Runnin'deep inside my veins,
Burnin'deep inside my veins
It's poison
I don't want to break these chains"
Alice Cooper- Poison
P.S.- Querida Eye, o teu pedido foi realizado! ;)
Sunday, June 25, 2006
Kuolema Tekee Taiteilijan
Artigo sobre Moonspell
"Insustentável Peso do Ser"

"O feitiço do black metal continua a não ser quebrado pela meia-noite. A abóbora não perde a dignidade, nem o sapatinho. Muito menos se transforma em Cinderela depois das doze badaladas. Para bem do som metálico imune a ferrugens e sobretudo a histórias com final cor-de-rosa. O antídoto de há três anos não chegou para apaziguar os corações dos lobos, nem para entornar o caldeirão de magias negras ou aplanar os caminhos hereges percorridos pelos veteranos Moonspell. 'Memorial', o oitavo álbum do grupo, segue o rastilho incendiário dos pesos pesados, os ambientes saturados e os cenários atmosféricos que dirigem convite ao êxtase. A candeia da criatividade continua acesa e faz finca pé em alumiar a maturidade pujante do grupo e da voz de Fernando Ribeiro, que tem encontro marcado com a inocência e influências das primeiras chamas. A banda portuguesa mais internacional de sempre, com um percurso invejável além-fronteiras, volta atrás para dar mais um passo em frente. Recupera as raízes do heavy metal para lhes injectar mais uma dose de inovação e soro gótico. A noite, palco de todos os encantamentos, mantém-se boa conselheira. E os Moonspell, com pouco ou nada a provar, confirmam que nela nem todos os gatos são pardos."
por Maria Ramos Silva na revista do Correio da Manhã de hoje (25/06/06)
Saturday, June 24, 2006
So cold...

"Will the rain wash away our tears?
Will the pain set us free these years
Wounds that keep us apart
Natural wishes arrested in the heart
This scar will make me go far
So I can never see your face again
Please wipe away this pain
Cannot breathe like this, in vain
I try to explain"
excerto de Cold and Deep Scar- Fullmoonchild
so cold... without you... are you there?
Void
Não me saem as palavras que quero escrever... não digo o que quero dizer. Parece que só consigo sentir. Sem saber qual o próximo passo a dar caminhando muito a custo completamente desorientada devido a todas as vozes que me rodeiam; tou cansada dessas vozes e de mim mesma pois não encontro nenhum conforto na reflexão. Fico mais confusa ainda e a força da emoção vai afastanto todo e qualquer pensamento racional. Não pode ser assim... Tenho que me forçar a parar um pouco para decidir que fazer. Não me posso deixar mais consumir e torturar-me a mim mesma pelo que sinto pois isso só irá aniquilar e transformar numa coisa má este sentimento que é bom..."Was it for this we sold our souls?" Moonspell- Finisterra
November Rain

"When I look into your eyes
I can see a love restrained
But darlin' when I hold you
Don't you know I feel the same
'Nothing' lasts forever
And we both know hearts can change
And it's hard to hold a candle
In the cold November rain
We've been through this such a long, long time
Just tryin' to kill the pain
But lovers always come and lovers always go
An no one's really sure who's lettin' go today
Walking away
When it takes the time
To lay it on the line
I could rest my head
Just knowin' that you were mine
All mine
So if you want to love me
Then darlin' don't refrain
Or I'll just end up walkin'
In the cold November rain
Do you need some time... on your own
Do you need some time... all alone
Everybody needs sometime... on their own
Don't you know you need sometime... all alone
I know it's hard to keep an open heart
When even friends seem out to harm you
But if you could heal a broken heart
Wouldn't time be out to charm you
Sometimes I need some time... on my own
Sometimes I need some time... all alone
Everybody needs some time... on their own
Don't you know you need some time... all alone
And when your fears subside
And shadows still remain
I know that you can love me
When there's no one left to blame
So never mind the darkness
We still can find a way
'Cause nothin' lasts forever
Even the cold November rain
Don't ya think that you need somebody
Don't ya think that you need someone
Everybody needs somebody
You're not the only one
You're not the only one"
Guns N' Roses- November Rain
Friday, June 23, 2006
Cansaço
Tou tão farta e triste que acho que não vou aguentar por muito mais tempo... Há coisas que são mesmo ou devem ser "best forgotten"!
Wednesday, June 21, 2006
End Of An Era
Nightwish- Creek Mary's Blood"Soon I will be here no more
You`ll hear the tale
Through my blood
Through my people
And the eagle`s cry
The bear within will never lay to rest
Wandering on Horizon Road
Following the trail of tears
White man came
Saw the blessed land
We cared, you took
You fought, we lost
Not the war but an unfair fight
Sceneries painted beautiful in blood
Wandering on Horizon Road
Following the trail of tears
Once we were here
Where we have lived since the world began
Since time itself gave us this land
Our souls will join again the wild
Our home in peace `n war `n death
Wandering on Horizon Road..."
I still dream every night
Of them wolves, them mustangs, those endless prairies
The restless winds over mountaintops
The unspoilt frontier of my kith n`kin
The hallowed land of the Great Spirit
I still believe
In every night
In every day
I am like the caribou
And you like the wolves that make me stronger
We never owed you anything
Our only debt is one life for our Mother
It was a good day to chant this song
For Her
Our spirit was here long before you
Long before us
And long will it be after your pride brings you to your end "
P.S- O dvd dos Nightwish "Enf of an Era" está brutal!! Fabuloso...
Sunday, June 18, 2006
Confusion
Há muito tempo que o sonho e o sentimento me acompanhavam, ora em forma de visão ora em forma de encontro real e as nossas vidas sempre desencontradas nunca permitiram uma maior aproximação. Os cruzamentos foram sempre rápidos e fugazes, delirantes e dolorosos… Talvez não esteja “escrito nas estrelas”; talvez não passe de um sonho; uma mera fantasia louca que vem perdendo a sua força mas mesmo assim não esquecerei nunca todos os bons momentos, todas as noites plenas de som, de luz, de cor e da “loucura da lua cheia”. Quando olho para trás vejo os anos que já passaram e toda a história de vida que se foi construindo. Os momentos do passado atormentam-me quando mais próxima estou de ti e ao mesmo tempo que me fazem sorrir e agradecer aos céus por te ver mais uma vez fazem-me também desesperar um pouco pela incerteza de um reencontro e pela sensação que tudo será apenas este pouco…
Este pouco que me cegava e me fazia esquecer de tudo à minha volta até que uma outra luz brilhou por momentos e aí percebi que tudo pode mudar de repente pelo menos dentro de nós e que sentimentos antigos podem regressar mais fortes e de maneiras que nos surpreendem o que não é necessariamente mau… Tudo é confuso, incerto e sinto a visão toldada por pensamentos contraditórios e sinto-me dividida. Não me quero precipitar mas é difícil controlar o que sinto mas faço-o por várias razões: devido à incerteza, devido a ilusões, a todas as mágoas já sofridas, ao medo de perder o que tenho e não o que nunca tive… Tenho que reflectir, tenho que mudar de rumo, tenho que me afastar e deixar a poeira assentar. Não me quero magoar mas também não quero magoar ninguém. Sei que um dia tudo se irá esclarecer…
Este pouco que me cegava e me fazia esquecer de tudo à minha volta até que uma outra luz brilhou por momentos e aí percebi que tudo pode mudar de repente pelo menos dentro de nós e que sentimentos antigos podem regressar mais fortes e de maneiras que nos surpreendem o que não é necessariamente mau… Tudo é confuso, incerto e sinto a visão toldada por pensamentos contraditórios e sinto-me dividida. Não me quero precipitar mas é difícil controlar o que sinto mas faço-o por várias razões: devido à incerteza, devido a ilusões, a todas as mágoas já sofridas, ao medo de perder o que tenho e não o que nunca tive… Tenho que reflectir, tenho que mudar de rumo, tenho que me afastar e deixar a poeira assentar. Não me quero magoar mas também não quero magoar ninguém. Sei que um dia tudo se irá esclarecer…
Saturday, June 17, 2006
Tuesday, June 13, 2006
Sanguine

foto por Clyde Caldwell- "Vampire"(1991)
"Find me with the howling
In the night I will be waiting under
Remember how cold the touch
When you fall with another
Approaching the eternal day
The everlasting nothing between us
The everlasting nothing around us
Returning in your other shape
At midnight the failing wonder
Remember there can be only one
We the trophy of each other
Sanguine - your love comes to me in oceans of blood
Find me with the howling
In the night I am going under
Remember how cold the touch
You have fallen with another
Leave me by the fading
Silenced in the trust
Remember how cold the touch
When we breed one another
Sanguine - your love comes to me in oceans of blood
The everlasting ignorance around us, forever living sickness inside us
The silence still not finished with us, the madness breeding when we do
For you I will cut my veins open and let you hide on them
For you I will cut my veins open and let you hide on them
For you I will cut my veins open, let you live freely on them
Sanguine - your love comes to me in oceans of blood"
in Memorial by Moonspell
P.S.- Esta é dedicada a mim e a quem está comigo nos meus momentos negros.
P.S.- Esta é dedicada a mim e a quem está comigo nos meus momentos negros.
Monday, June 12, 2006
Escuridão

Pairo em silêncio por entre as sombras que me rodeiam... Não existem mais lágrimas pois já foram derramadas em tantas tormentas que não sei se há mais algum bom sentimento cá dentro que as alimente. Sinto frio que me paralisa os ossos e que me diz que não há mais esperança... Tonta, corro atrás da luz que me possa provar o contrário mas, quando alcanço uma, esta brilha intensamente apenas por momentos, antes de se extinguir e me devolver a uma maior escuridão que antes. As luzes não passam de ilusões criadas pelo desalento e infinita tristeza... Os meus olhos parecem loucos! Loucos porque não acham o calor de um olhar que preencha de sentimento, o vazio da minha alma que é cada vez mais um deserto. A minha alma e infinitas outras almas solitárias, cegas pelo desgosto e cansadas de tanta mágoa vagueiam na eterna escuridão...
Saturday, June 10, 2006
Almost FullMoon

The Gift- Music
"I’m doing it for music,
I’m doing it for love,
I’m doing it for everyone around me,
I’m doing it for music,
I’m doing it for music,
I’m doing it for love,
I’m doing it for everyone around me,
I’m doing it for music,
I’m doing it for love,
I’m doing it for everyone around me,
and I try
I try to be the only one with this melody in my head,
but I think I hear this song somewhere.
I’m doing it for music,
I’m doing it for love,
I’m doing it for everyone around me,
I’m doing it for music,
I’m doing it for love,
I’m doing it for everyone around me,
I’m doing it for music,
I’m doing it for love,
I’m doing it for everyone around me,
I’m doing it for music,
I’m doing it for love,
I’m doing it for everyone around me,
And I think I hear this song
And I think I hear this song somewhere...
I’m doing it for music,
I’m doing it for love,
I’m doing it for everyone around me,
I’m doing it for music,
I’m doing it for love,
I’m doing it for everyone around me,
I’m doing it for music,
I’m doing it for love,
I’m doing it for everyone around me,
I’m doing it for music,
I’m doing it for love,
I’m doing it for everyone around me,
I’m doing this for love,
I guess I’m doing it for everyone around me.
I’m doing it for music,
I’m doing it for love,
I’m doing it for everyone around me..."
Friday, June 09, 2006
Postagem 69
All shall fade...
"Home is behind
The world ahead
And there are many paths to thread
Through shadow
To the edge of night
Until the stars are all alight
Mist and shadow
Cloud and shade
All shall fade
All shall... fade"
sang by Peregrin Took (Billy Boyd) on Lord od the Rings- The Return of the King
Esta é dedicada a Eye of Horus, Rip and Meph
P.S.- Ando um pouco afastada mas sempre presente...
The world ahead
And there are many paths to thread
Through shadow
To the edge of night
Until the stars are all alight
Mist and shadow
Cloud and shade
All shall fade
All shall... fade"
sang by Peregrin Took (Billy Boyd) on Lord od the Rings- The Return of the King
Esta é dedicada a Eye of Horus, Rip and Meph
P.S.- Ando um pouco afastada mas sempre presente...
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