terça-feira, 30 de outubro de 2007

Braille



Link -> http://www.esnips.com/doc/1249a53a-dd62-4f91-ac11-5f375bb96adf/2001-11.11---10-Braille

Braille
- Regina Spektor -

She was lying on the floor and counting stretch marks
She hadn't been a virgin and he hadn't been a god
So she names the baby Elvis
To make up for the royalty he lacked

And from then on it was turpentine and patches
From then on it was cold Campbell's from the can
And they were just two jerks playing with matches
Cause that's all they knew how to play

And it was raining cats and dogs out side of her window
And she knew they were destined to become
Sacred road kill on the way
And she was listening to the sound of heavens shaking
Thinking about puddles, puddles and mistakes

Cause it's been turpentine and patches
It's been cold, cold Campbell's from the can
And they were just two jerks playing with matches
Cause that's all they knew how to play

Elvis never could carry a tune
She thought about this irony as she stared back at the moon
She was tracing her years with her fingers on her skin
Saying why don't I begin again
With turpentine and patches
With cold, cold Campbell's from the can
After all I'm still a jerk playing with matches
It's just that he's not around to play along
I'm still an ass hole playing with candles
Blowing out wishes blowing out dreams
Just sitting here and trying to decipher
What's written in Braille upon my skin...

sexta-feira, 26 de outubro de 2007

Endlich Ein Grund Zur Panik



Em homenagem ao Mig e ao Derek... A música dos Gordos (Gor-dos! Gor-dos, parem!)

Enjoy *.*

Link -> http://www.esnips.com/doc/bbef038e-63b6-402c-9a82-7aadcfadcc6f/08---Wir-Sind-Helden---Endlich-Ein-Grund-Zur-Panik

E o clipe, que prometi procês! -> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tjiC6xM5nAM


Endlich Ein Grund Zur Panik
- Wir Sind Helden -

Hopp, Los, Panik!
Endlich ein Grund zur Panik,
endlich ein Grund - los Panik!
Endlich ein Grund zur Panik,
endlich ein Grund los!
Endlich ein Grund zur Panik,
endlich ein Grund - los Panik!
Endlich wieder ein Grund zur Panik,
endlich ein Grund los!

Endlich ein Zuhause
für deine wilden Träume!
Endlich ein Grund, los spring!
Zurück auf die Bäume!
Endlich in Zuhause für deine Schuld,
sag bloß!
Endlich ein Zuhause für deinen Puls
- schlag los!

Endlich ein Grund zur Panik,
endlich ein Grund - los Panik!
Endlich ein Grund zur Panik,
endlich ein Grund los!
Endlich ein Grund zur Panik,
endlich ein Grund - los Panik!
Endlich wieder ein Grund zur Panik,
endlich ein Grund los!

Wirklich ein Zuhause
für all die dunklen Gründe!
Endlich ein Grund los komm,
wir schmieden neue Bünde!
Endlich ein Tunnel für deinen Blick,
sag bloß!
Endlich ein Baum ein Strick und dein Genick
- schlag los!

Endlich ein Grund zur Panik,
endlich ein Grund - los Panik!
Endlich ein Grund zur Panik,
endlich ein Grund los!
Endlich ein Grund zur Panik,
endlich ein Grund - los Panik!
Endlich wieder ein Grund zur Panik,
endlich ein Grund los!

Los, Panik!
Los, Panik!
Los, Panik!
Los, Panik!
Los, Panik!
Los, Panik!
Los, Panik!
Los, Panik!

Endlich ein Zuhause
für all das Unerklärte.
Endlich ein Grund,
los jagen wir die bewährten Werte!
Endlich die Diagnose für den Verlauf,
sag bloß.
Endlich ein Grund zur Panik,
Augen auf, schlag los!

Endlich ein Grund zur Panik,
endlich ein Grund - los Panik!
Endlich ein Grund zur Panik,
endlich ein Grund los!
Endlich ein Grund zur Panik,
endlich ein Grund - los Panik!
Endlich wieder ein Grund zur Panik,
endlich ein Grund los!

Los Panik!
Los Panik!
Los Panik!
Los Panik!
Los Panik!
Los Panik!
Los Panik!

Panik!
Los Panik!
Los Panik!
Los Panik!
Los Panik!
Los Panik!
Panik!

segunda-feira, 22 de outubro de 2007

Lotus

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Link -> http://www.esnips.com/doc/5db30de9-7407-4f68-9115-f812b2976970/12-lotus
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Lotus
- 2raumwohnung -
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Om Mani Peme Hung
ich weiß wie ich ausseh
bitte keine fotos
und bevor ich ausgeh
sitz ich lieber im lotus
den ganzen tag
und verpasse
nichts
beobachte die minimalen
schwankungen des lichts
ich weiß was ich tu
keine kommentare
ich hör dir zu
wenn ich wirklich was erfahre
sonst sitz ich da
und sage
nichts
spür die verlagerung
meines gleichgewichts
ich weiß nicht was wird
keine illusionen
unkontrolliert
üb ich meine nerven schonen
ich bin nur da
und denke
nichts
fühl meinen atem
vor dem gesicht
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Ok, algo me diz que essa ninguém vai entender xD
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Então eu vou TENTAR traduzir. Mas como eu ainda não sei muita coisa de Alemão, vai ficar um cu. Um dia eu peço ajuda pro Osvaldo xD
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Om Mani Peme Hung*
Eu sei que eu não
Apareço em nenhuma foto (certo... não entendi, mas tudo bem xD)
E antes de eu me esgotar (talvez isso também esteja errado)
Prefiro sentar na posição de Lotus
O dia inteiro
E não sinto falta
De nada
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Observos as mínimas
Flutuações da luz
Eu sei que eu (palavra desconhecida)
Sem comentários
Eu te escuto
E se eu realmente escutar?
Senão, eu sento lá
E não digo
Nada
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Sinto o deslocamento
Meu equilíbrio
Eu não sei o que acontecerá
Sem ilusões
Sem controle
A minha (palavra desconhecida) irrita minha beleza
E eu só sou porque
Eu não penso
Em nada
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Eu sinto de repente
Perante a face
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*Em terras tibetanas budistas a prece mais comum encontrada em todo lugar é Om Mani Peme Hung, o mantra de Chenrezi, o Buda da compaixão.
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É, ficou um cu xD

sexta-feira, 19 de outubro de 2007

Thank U

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Thank U
- Alanis Morissette -
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How about getting off of these antibiotics
How about stopping eating when I'm filled up
How about them transparent dangling carrots
How about that ever elusive kudo
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Thank you India
Thank you terror
Thank you disillusionment
Thank you frailty
Thank you consequence
Thank you thank you silence
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How about me not blaming you for everything
How about me enjoying the moment for once
How about how good it feels to finally forgive you
How about grieving it all one at a time
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Thank you India
Thank you terror
Thank you disillusionment
Thank you frailty
Thank you consequence
Thank you thank you silence
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The moment I let go of it was
The moment I got more than I could handle
The moment I jumped off of it was
The moment I touched down
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How about no longer being masochistic
How about remembering your divinity
How about unabashedly bawling your eyes out
How about not equating death with stopping
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Thank you India
Thank you providence
Thank you disillusionment
Thank you nothingness
Thank you clarity
Thank you thank you silence
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Yeah yeah! (xD)
Ahh ohhh! (xD²)
Ahhh ho oh! (xD³)
Ahhh ho ohhhhhh! (xDD)
Yeaahhhh yeahh! (XD)

quinta-feira, 18 de outubro de 2007

The Artist

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Ok. Talvez You Oughta Know tenha sido exagero xD Essa se aplica melhor à situação:
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Link -> http://www.esnips.com/doc/fb609cb4-9609-437f-9192-a44003a8a871/The-Artist-(by-The-Hush-Sound)
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The Artists
- The Hush Sound -
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I know that you're an artist,
but you're the hardest one to deal with.
Everything that you conceal
is revealed on your canvas.
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You find all of your ugly meanings
in all of the things I find beautiful.
Do you see the fall is coming?
Come, I'm falling into you.
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You perceive all of these things
I'd never have known.
Love, will you turn off the lights?
we're already home.
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You painted me in pastel,
colors that don't tell of any boldness.
That's the way you'd love to see me:
so delicate, so weak, so little purpose.
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But your eyes are drawn of charcoal
they're black, they're so cold, they're so imperfect.
Because they see a sleeping world,
where waking isn't worth it.
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You perceive all of these things
that I'd never have known.
Love, will you turn off the lights?
We're already home

quarta-feira, 17 de outubro de 2007

You Oughta Know

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Link -> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hbxNybJ1k0o
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You Oughta Know
- Alanis Morissette -
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I want you to know, that I'm happy for you
I wish nothing but the best for you both
An older version of me
Is she perverted like me
Would she go down on you in a theatre
Does she speak eloquently
And would she have your baby
I'm sure she'd make a really excellent mother
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Cause the love that you gave that we made wasn't able
To make it enough for you to be open wide, no
And every time you speak her name
Does she know how you told me you'd hold me
Until you died, till you died
But you're still alive
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And I'm here to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It's not fair to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know
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You seem very well, things look peaceful
I'm not quite as well, I thought you should know
Did you forget about me
Mr. Duplicity
I hate to bug you in the middle of dinner
It was a slap in the face how quickly I was replaced
Are you thinking of me when you fuck her
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Cause the love that you gave that we made wasn't able
To make it enough for you to be open wide, no
And every time you speak her name
Does she know how you told me you'd hold me
Until you died, til you died
But you're still alive
.
And I'm here to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It's not fair to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know
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Cause the joke that you laid on the bed that was me
And I'm not gonna fade as soon as you close your eyes
And you know it
And every time I scratch my nails down someone else's back
I hope you feel it... well can you feel it?
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And I'm here to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It's not fair to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know
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Hehe xD

terça-feira, 16 de outubro de 2007

Toast


- Tori Amos -
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I thought it was Easter time
The way the light rose
Rose that morning
Lately you've been on my mind
You showed me the rope
Ropes to climb
Over mountains
And to pull myself
Out of a landslide
Of a landslide
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I thought it was harvest time
You always loved the smell of the wood burning
She with her honey hair
Dalhousie Castle
She would meet you there
In the winter
Butter yellow
The flames you stirred
Yes, you could stir
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I raise a glass
Make a toast
A toast in your honor
I hear you laugh
And beg me not to dance
On your right standing by
Is Mr. Bojangles
With a toast he's telling me it's time
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To raise a glass
Make a toast
A toast in your honor
I hear you laugh and beg me not to dance
On your right standing is
Mr. Bojangles
With a toast he's telling me it's time
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To let you go
Let you go
I thought I'd see you again
You said you might do
Maybe in a carving
In a cathedral
Somewhere in Barcelona

segunda-feira, 15 de outubro de 2007

December


December
- Regina Spektor -
December starts on Sunday
Next Sunday, won't you feel happier then?
Turn your room upside down
Turn your down upside
Rumors have started that you are in love again
Rumors that are completely unsubstantiated
Come on and say you're sorry,
Real sorry for the trouble that you caused
Can't you see all this love?
Can't you see all this love?
Come on and say you're sorry,
Real sorry for the trouble that you caused
Can't you see all this love?
Can't you see all this love?
We are not evacuating this house
We don't believe in you and your wrecking crew
We are not evacuating this house
We don't believe in you and your wrecking crew
We don't believe in you and your wrecking crew
We don't believe in you X6

domingo, 14 de outubro de 2007

Not as we



Link -> http://www.esnips.com/doc/a0564f28-09f9-4318-8009-e08b4d84ba49/Alanis_Morissette_-_Not_As_We__Studio_Clip_from_House__5[1].1_Sound_Edited_
(trecho de uma das músicas do novo CD da Alanis, divulgado em House)


Not as we
- Alanis Morissette-

Reborn
And shivering
Spat out on new terrain
Unsure, unconvincing
This faint and shaky hour
Day one, Day one
Start over again
Step one, step one,
I'm barely making sense
For now I'm faking it
Till I'm pseudo making it
From scratch begin again
But this time I is I
And not as we

Introdução

Até um tempo atrás, eu tinha um flog denominado Unsent, que eu utilizava para postar músicas. Músicas que refletiam meu estado de espírito, músicas dedicadas a pessoas ou só músicas que estavam na minha cabeça. Eu adorava ele, mas o flogao burro explodiu levando-o junto. Tentei recriá-lo no fotolog, mas não era a mesma coisa. Decidi então transformar o Unsent num blog, que funcionará da mesma forma que o finado flog. O esquema era assim:

Foto do artista.

Nome da música.

Link para ouvir a música.

Letra da música
(com comentários ou não)


E assim continuará sendo.


Obviamente eu queria usar o nome "unsent" para ser meu endereço, mas alguém já havia feito isso. Assim sendo, ficou "unsentsongs" mesmo.