Sexta-feira, 3 de Junho de 2011
Sobre os riscos a lápis e as aparas de borracha, faço das minhas memórias as suas. É ele a caneta de tinta permanente com que escrevo. Ele, no meu sorriso e no meu olhar. Ele, agendado no meu calendário. Todos os dias!
étude pour “La Clef de Verre”, c.1959
BIG EXIT
P.J. Harvey
(…)
Baby, baby
Ain’t it true
I’m immortal
When I’m with you
(…)
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Nuno a 28 de Junho de 2011 às 10:45
(...)
I wanna lay in the dust
The dust is gonna fall here when i lie
God know it's just the devil in me
The devil that's taking my hand to the fire
I never wanna leave you now
Leave you like the sun is gonna disappear
But it's just believing now
Believing in my heart is what I've come to fear
And it's the fire, the fire, the fire
It's heavenly, heavenly
Desire, desire
Desire, desire
I've got desire, desire
I've got desire, desire
(...)
Desire | Anna Calvi
;-)
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