Monday, March 19, 2012

dia do pai e google dia do pai




Espero que as minhas filhas tenham boa memória.


A música ( Naifa)






há um ano foi assim:







Sunday, March 18, 2012

dark paradise a poem by Lana del rey








Domingo a começar com Lana Del Rey
All my friends tell me I should move on


I'm lying in the ocean singing your song


That's how you sing it


Loving you forever can't be wrong


Even though you're not here,


wont move on


That's how we played it


And theres no remedy for memory


Your face is like a melody


It won't leave my head


Your soul is haunting me and telling that everything is fine


But I wish i was dead


Every time I close my eyes


It's like a dark paradise


No one compares to you


I'm scared that you won't be waiting on the other side


All my friends ask me why I stay strong


Tell em when you find true love it lives on


Thats why I stay here


And theres no remedy for memory


Your face is like a melody


It won't leave my head


Your soul is haunting me and telling that everything is fine


But I wish i was dead


Every time I close my eyes


It's like a dark paradise


No one compares to you


I'm scared that you won't be waiting on the other side


Every time I close my eyesIt's like a dark paradise


No one compares to you


But there's no you except in my dreams tonight


I don't wanna wake up from this tonight


I don't wanna wake up from this tonight


There's no relief, I see you in my sleep


And everybody's rushing but i can feel you touching me


There's no release, I feel you in my dreams


Telling me I'm fine


Every time I close my eyes


It's like a dark paradise


No one compares to you


I'm scared that you won't be waiting on the other side


Every time I close my eyes


It's like a dark paradise


No one compares to you


But there's no you except in my dreams tonight


I don't wanna wake up from this tonight


I don't wanna wake up from this tonight


Sunday, March 11, 2012

zé maria, fazes-nos falta.muita










Sunday, March 04, 2012

once we had a life ...




pergunto-me todas as manhãs:ainda há Sol?


209 dias passaram, diz o calendário ao marcar dia 4.Parece que foi ontem.Parece que foi noutra vida. continuo a acordar e a ter de fazer reset...parece mentira, isto, o agora e o antes e o antes ainda .

Não há como pensar em amanhã, presos neste agora com pouco verde. Vamos respirando.
Bichos teimosos, teimamos em respirar mesmo quando inundados de tristeza, e inventamos pontes para o invisível na esperança que isso nos torne a respiração mais leve.


em memória tua


nos teus braços