Eu não consigo ouvir e não dançar... e ja ta tocando... e vou dançar agora. Dança comigo?
Party In The U.S.A.
Miley Cyrus Composição : Lukasz Gottwald, Claude Kelly, Jessie J
I hopped off the plane at LAX
With a dream and my cardigan
Welcome to the land of fame excess (whoa),
Am I gonna fit in?
Jumped in the cab,
Here I am for the first time
Look to the right and I see the Hollywood sign
This is all so crazy
Everybody seems so famous
My tummy's turnin' and I'm feelin' kinda home sick
Too much pressure and I'm nervous,
That's when the taxi man turned on the radio
And a Jay Z song was on
And a Jay Z song was on
And a Jay Z song was on
So I put my hands up
They're playing my song,
And the butterflies fly away
Noddin' my head like yeah
Movin' my hips like yeah
I got my hands up,
They're playin my song
They know I'm gonna be okay
Yeah, It's a party in the USA
Yeah, It's a party in the USA
Get to the club in my taxi cab
Everybody's lookin' at me now
Like "who's that chick that's rockin' kicks?
She gotta be from out of town"
So hard with my girls not around me
Its definitely not a Nashville party
'Cause all I see are stilettos
I guess I never got the memo
My tummy's turnin' and I'm feelin kinda home sick
Too much pressure and I'm nervous
That's when the D.J. dropped my favorite tune
And a Britney song was on
And a Britney song was on
And a Britney song was on
So I put my hands up
They're playing my song,
And the butterflys fly away
Noddin' my head like yeah
Movin my hips like yeah
I got my hands up,
They're playin my song
They know I'm gonna be ok
Yeah, It's a party in the USA
Yeah, It's a party in the USA
Feel like hoppin' on a flight (on a flight)
Back to my hometown tonight (town tonight)
Something stops me every time (every time)
The DJ plays my song and I feel alright
So I put my hands up
They're playing my song,
And the butterflies fly away
Noddin' my head like yeah
Movin' my hips like yeah
I got my hands up,
They're playin' my song
They know I'm gonna be ok
Yeah, It's a party in the USA
Yeah, It's a party in the USA
So I put my hands up
They're playing my song,
And the butterflies fly away
Noddin' my head like yeah
Movin' my hips like yeah
I got my hands up,
They're playin' my song
They know I'm gonna be ok
Yeah, It's a party in the USA
Yeah, It's a party in the USA
Rádio Biss player
sábado, 14 de maio de 2011
sexta-feira, 29 de abril de 2011
Música de hoje: Move This
Pq hoje é sexta!
Move ThisTechnotronic
Yo Come On Move This
Shake That Body
Shake That Body
People dont you know, dont you know
its about time
cant you hear the jam is pumpin
while you taste the piece of mine
many different flavours
and the bass is strong
get into the hot stuff
let me pour a little on
Baby let me show you how to do dis
you ve gotta move this
youre doing fine
theres nothing to it
you gotta move this
come on and move this
shake that body for
People dont you know....
Can you feel the mellow crawling fast
drum oh baby
rhythms blast
pump it pump it pump it up
bet you cant make this once stop
youve gotta move this
youve gotta move this
shake that body ah
shake that body cool
People dont...
Pump It taken
Fingers snappin
hands club and Mamas Rappin
Talkin about cold loughin
shut up and you the one
use what you got show me
your on the floor so let me see
dont say nothing less i saw
and remember i like it raw
Baby let me show...
Move ThisTechnotronic
Yo Come On Move This
Shake That Body
Shake That Body
People dont you know, dont you know
its about time
cant you hear the jam is pumpin
while you taste the piece of mine
many different flavours
and the bass is strong
get into the hot stuff
let me pour a little on
Baby let me show you how to do dis
you ve gotta move this
youre doing fine
theres nothing to it
you gotta move this
come on and move this
shake that body for
People dont you know....
Can you feel the mellow crawling fast
drum oh baby
rhythms blast
pump it pump it pump it up
bet you cant make this once stop
youve gotta move this
youve gotta move this
shake that body ah
shake that body cool
People dont...
Pump It taken
Fingers snappin
hands club and Mamas Rappin
Talkin about cold loughin
shut up and you the one
use what you got show me
your on the floor so let me see
dont say nothing less i saw
and remember i like it raw
Baby let me show...
Marcadores:
Move this,
Música de hoje,
Sexta,
Technotronic
quinta-feira, 28 de abril de 2011
Música de hoje: What it takes
...
What It Takes
Aerosmith
There goes my old girlfriend
Well there's another diamond ring
And all those late night promises
I guess they don't mean a thing
So baby what's the story
Did you find another man
Is it easy to sleep in the bed that we made
When you don't look back i guess the feelings start to fadeaway
I used to feel your fire
But now it's cold inside
And you're back on the street
Like you didn't miss a beat, yeah
Tell me what it takes to let you go
Tell me how the pain's supposed to go
Tell me how it is that you can sleep in the night
Without thinking you lost everything that was good
In your life to the toss of the dice
Tell me what it takes to let you go
Girl before i met you
I was f.i.n.e. fine
But your love made me a prisoner
Yeah my heart's been doin' time
Spent me up like money
Well then you hung me out to dry
It was easy to keep all your lies in disguise
'cause you had me in deep with the devil in your eyes
Tell me what it takes to let you go
Tell me how the pain's supposed to go
Tell me how it is that you can sleep in the night
Without thinking you lost everything that was good
In your life to the toss of the dice
Tell me what it takes to let you goooo, guitar!
Tell me that you're happy that you're on your own
Tell me that it's better when you're all alone
Tell me that your body doesn't miss my touch
Tell me that my lovin' didn't mean that much
Tell me you ain't dyin' when you're cryin' for me
Tell me what it takes to let you go
Tell me how the pain's supposed to go
Tell me how it is that you can sleep in the night
Without thinking you lost everything that was good
In your life to the toss of the dice
Tell me who's to blame for thinking twice (no no no no)
'cause i don't wanna burn in paradise
(let it go let it go let it go let it go let it go let it go ... )
What It Takes
Aerosmith
There goes my old girlfriend
Well there's another diamond ring
And all those late night promises
I guess they don't mean a thing
So baby what's the story
Did you find another man
Is it easy to sleep in the bed that we made
When you don't look back i guess the feelings start to fadeaway
I used to feel your fire
But now it's cold inside
And you're back on the street
Like you didn't miss a beat, yeah
Tell me what it takes to let you go
Tell me how the pain's supposed to go
Tell me how it is that you can sleep in the night
Without thinking you lost everything that was good
In your life to the toss of the dice
Tell me what it takes to let you go
Girl before i met you
I was f.i.n.e. fine
But your love made me a prisoner
Yeah my heart's been doin' time
Spent me up like money
Well then you hung me out to dry
It was easy to keep all your lies in disguise
'cause you had me in deep with the devil in your eyes
Tell me what it takes to let you go
Tell me how the pain's supposed to go
Tell me how it is that you can sleep in the night
Without thinking you lost everything that was good
In your life to the toss of the dice
Tell me what it takes to let you goooo, guitar!
Tell me that you're happy that you're on your own
Tell me that it's better when you're all alone
Tell me that your body doesn't miss my touch
Tell me that my lovin' didn't mean that much
Tell me you ain't dyin' when you're cryin' for me
Tell me what it takes to let you go
Tell me how the pain's supposed to go
Tell me how it is that you can sleep in the night
Without thinking you lost everything that was good
In your life to the toss of the dice
Tell me who's to blame for thinking twice (no no no no)
'cause i don't wanna burn in paradise
(let it go let it go let it go let it go let it go let it go ... )
quarta-feira, 27 de abril de 2011
Música de Hoje: 135
Não sei o q quer dizer mas adoro o som!
135
Do As Infinity
COmpositor: Do As Infinity
Dokomademo dokomademo ochite yuku konna toki wo
Juuou mujin ni watashi wa aruiteku ashita no tame ni
Asa okite mirya otonari no heya kara
WAIDOSHOO ga kyou mo afuredashite iru
No thank you na jouhou no tarenagashi dake de
Akegata no JANKU ga koko made kiteru
** Say kono SUTAIRU iin desu ka?
Say kono GURUUVU mada tsuzuku no?
* repeat
MORARU naki juudai no bunretsu ga fueteru kedo
Watashi dake no yarikata de karoyaka ni kawashite yukou
OIRA mo OIRA moto nanori ageteru
Mekashikonjatteru gizenshatachi wa
"Watashi ga kaemasu kore kara no 135 wo"
Demo kawaru no wa SAIFU no naka mi dake jan!!
Say sono PURAIDO iin desu ka?
Say sono GEEMU mada tsuzuku no?
Itsuwari ga honmono no kao shiteru konna toki wa
Kageki de utsukushiku aru shinayaka na watashi de itai
Afurekuru munashisa to kuyashisa wo hakidashite
Kore kara kuru kimi dake no mirai e to iku shika nai darou!!
** repeat
* repeat
Afurekuru munashisa to kuyashisa wo hakidashite
Kore kara kuru kimi dake no mirai e to iku shika nai darou!!
135
Do As Infinity
COmpositor: Do As Infinity
Dokomademo dokomademo ochite yuku konna toki wo
Juuou mujin ni watashi wa aruiteku ashita no tame ni
Asa okite mirya otonari no heya kara
WAIDOSHOO ga kyou mo afuredashite iru
No thank you na jouhou no tarenagashi dake de
Akegata no JANKU ga koko made kiteru
** Say kono SUTAIRU iin desu ka?
Say kono GURUUVU mada tsuzuku no?
* repeat
MORARU naki juudai no bunretsu ga fueteru kedo
Watashi dake no yarikata de karoyaka ni kawashite yukou
OIRA mo OIRA moto nanori ageteru
Mekashikonjatteru gizenshatachi wa
"Watashi ga kaemasu kore kara no 135 wo"
Demo kawaru no wa SAIFU no naka mi dake jan!!
Say sono PURAIDO iin desu ka?
Say sono GEEMU mada tsuzuku no?
Itsuwari ga honmono no kao shiteru konna toki wa
Kageki de utsukushiku aru shinayaka na watashi de itai
Afurekuru munashisa to kuyashisa wo hakidashite
Kore kara kuru kimi dake no mirai e to iku shika nai darou!!
** repeat
* repeat
Afurekuru munashisa to kuyashisa wo hakidashite
Kore kara kuru kimi dake no mirai e to iku shika nai darou!!
A Música de Hoje: One Bourbon, One Scotch, One Beer
Não, não bebi hoje... Mas deu vontade... ;)
One Bourbon, One Scotch, One Beer
John Lee Hooker
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
Hey mister bartender come here
I want another drink and I want it now
My baby she gone, she been gone two night
I ain't seen my baby since night before last
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
(Spoken)
And then I sit there, gettin' high, mellow
Knocked out, feeling good and by the time
I looked on the wall at the old clock on the wall
By that time, it was ten thirty daddy
I looked down the bar, at the bartender
He said, "Now what do you want Johnny?"
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
Well my baby she gone, she been gone two night
I ain't seen my baby since night before last
I wanna get drunk till I'm off of my mind
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
(Spoken)
And I sat there, gettin' high, stoned
Knocked out, and by the time
I looked on the wall, at the old clock again
And by that time, it was a quarter to two
Last call for alcohol, I said,
Hey mister bartender, what do you want?"
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
One Bourbon, One Scotch, One Beer
John Lee Hooker
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
Hey mister bartender come here
I want another drink and I want it now
My baby she gone, she been gone two night
I ain't seen my baby since night before last
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
(Spoken)
And then I sit there, gettin' high, mellow
Knocked out, feeling good and by the time
I looked on the wall at the old clock on the wall
By that time, it was ten thirty daddy
I looked down the bar, at the bartender
He said, "Now what do you want Johnny?"
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
Well my baby she gone, she been gone two night
I ain't seen my baby since night before last
I wanna get drunk till I'm off of my mind
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
(Spoken)
And I sat there, gettin' high, stoned
Knocked out, and by the time
I looked on the wall, at the old clock again
And by that time, it was a quarter to two
Last call for alcohol, I said,
Hey mister bartender, what do you want?"
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
segunda-feira, 25 de abril de 2011
Musica de hoje: Is It Ok If I Call You Mine?
Is It Ok If I Call You Mine?
Paul Mccrane Composição : Paul Mccrane
Is it ok if I call you mine just for a time?
And I will be just fine
If I know that you know that I'm wanting, needing your love
If I ask of you is it alright
If I ask you to hold me tight
through a cold tough night
'cause there may be a cloudy day inside
and I need to let you know that I might be needing your love
And what I'm trying to say isn't really new
It's just the things that happen to me when I'm reminded of you
Like when I hear your name
or see a place that you've been
or see a picture of your grin
or pass a house that you've been in one time or another
it sets off something in me I can't explain
and I can't wait to see you again
Oh babe I love your love
And what I'm trying to say isn't really new
It's just the things that happen to me when I'm reminded of you
Paul Mccrane Composição : Paul Mccrane
Is it ok if I call you mine just for a time?
And I will be just fine
If I know that you know that I'm wanting, needing your love
If I ask of you is it alright
If I ask you to hold me tight
through a cold tough night
'cause there may be a cloudy day inside
and I need to let you know that I might be needing your love
And what I'm trying to say isn't really new
It's just the things that happen to me when I'm reminded of you
Like when I hear your name
or see a place that you've been
or see a picture of your grin
or pass a house that you've been in one time or another
it sets off something in me I can't explain
and I can't wait to see you again
Oh babe I love your love
And what I'm trying to say isn't really new
It's just the things that happen to me when I'm reminded of you
quarta-feira, 20 de abril de 2011
Música de hoje: Comemorando a semana do JC. Yeah I Believe!
Ok... cada um acredita de um jeito, prefiro seguir cantando e dançando!!!
Movin' On Up
Primal Scream Composição : bobby gillespie/andrew innes/robert young
I was blind, now I can see
You made a believer, out of me
I was blind, now I can see
You made a believer, out of me
Chorus
I'm movin' on up now
Gettin' out of the darkness
My light shines on
My light shines on
My light shines on
I was lost, now I'm found
I believe in you, I've got no bounds
I was lost, now I'm found
I believe in you, I got no bounds
I'm movin' on up now
Gettin' out of the darkness
My light shines on
My light shines on
My light shines on
Repeat Chorus
I'm getting outta darkness
My light shines on
I'm getting outta darkness
My light shines on
Movin' On Up
Primal Scream Composição : bobby gillespie/andrew innes/robert young
I was blind, now I can see
You made a believer, out of me
I was blind, now I can see
You made a believer, out of me
Chorus
I'm movin' on up now
Gettin' out of the darkness
My light shines on
My light shines on
My light shines on
I was lost, now I'm found
I believe in you, I've got no bounds
I was lost, now I'm found
I believe in you, I got no bounds
I'm movin' on up now
Gettin' out of the darkness
My light shines on
My light shines on
My light shines on
Repeat Chorus
I'm getting outta darkness
My light shines on
I'm getting outta darkness
My light shines on
Marcadores:
Acreditar,
Fé,
JC,
Jesus Cristo,
Música de hoje,
Ressureição,
Semana Santa
sexta-feira, 8 de abril de 2011
Música do dia: Rhythm of the Night
Sei, super cliche, mas hoje é sexta...
Rhythm of the Night
El Debarge
Verse One
When It Feels Like, the World Is On Your Shoulders.
And All of the Madness Has Got you Going Crazy.
It's Time to Get Out, Step Out Into the Street.
Where All of the Action Is Right There At Your Feet.
Well I Know a Place Where We Can Dance the Whole Night Away, Underneath the Electric Stars.
Just Come With Me and We Can Shake Your Boost Right Away.
You'll Be Doing Fine One's the Music Starts.
Chorus
Oh, Feel the Beat of the Rhythm of the Night.
Dancing to the Morning Light.
Forget About the Worries On Your Mind.
You Can Leave Them All Behind.
Oh, the Rhythm of the Night.
Oh, Oh Yeah.
Verse Two
Look Out On the Street Now, the Party's Just Beginning.
The Music's Playing, a Celebration Started.
Under the Streetlights, the Scene Is Being Set.
A Night For Romance, a Night You Won't forget
So, Come Join the Fun This Ain't no Time to Be Staying Home.
Oeh There's to Much Going On.
Oh, Tonight It's Gonna Be a Night Like You've Never Know.
We're Gonna Have a Good Time the Whole Night Long.
Chorus
(People Laughing and Partying)
Verse
Come Join the Fun This Ain't no Time to Be Staying Home.
Oeh There's to Much Going On.
Oh, Tonight It's Gonna Be a Night Like You've Never Know.
We're Gonna Have a Good Time the Whole Night Long.
Chorus
Oh, Feel the Beat of the Rhythm of the Night.
Dancing to the Morning Light.
Forget About the Worries On Your Mind.
You Can Leave Them All Behind.
Feel the Beat of the Rhythm of the Night.
Dancing to the Morning Light.
Forget About the Worries On Your Mind.
Ahhh Baby Ahhh God Yeah
(4x) La La La La, Lalalalala
The Musics Palying It's a Celebration
The Music's Playing Everybody Dance to the Beat of the Rhythm of the Night.
Feel the Beat of the Rhythm of the Night.fade Out……..
Rhythm of the Night
El Debarge
Verse One
When It Feels Like, the World Is On Your Shoulders.
And All of the Madness Has Got you Going Crazy.
It's Time to Get Out, Step Out Into the Street.
Where All of the Action Is Right There At Your Feet.
Well I Know a Place Where We Can Dance the Whole Night Away, Underneath the Electric Stars.
Just Come With Me and We Can Shake Your Boost Right Away.
You'll Be Doing Fine One's the Music Starts.
Chorus
Oh, Feel the Beat of the Rhythm of the Night.
Dancing to the Morning Light.
Forget About the Worries On Your Mind.
You Can Leave Them All Behind.
Oh, the Rhythm of the Night.
Oh, Oh Yeah.
Verse Two
Look Out On the Street Now, the Party's Just Beginning.
The Music's Playing, a Celebration Started.
Under the Streetlights, the Scene Is Being Set.
A Night For Romance, a Night You Won't forget
So, Come Join the Fun This Ain't no Time to Be Staying Home.
Oeh There's to Much Going On.
Oh, Tonight It's Gonna Be a Night Like You've Never Know.
We're Gonna Have a Good Time the Whole Night Long.
Chorus
(People Laughing and Partying)
Verse
Come Join the Fun This Ain't no Time to Be Staying Home.
Oeh There's to Much Going On.
Oh, Tonight It's Gonna Be a Night Like You've Never Know.
We're Gonna Have a Good Time the Whole Night Long.
Chorus
Oh, Feel the Beat of the Rhythm of the Night.
Dancing to the Morning Light.
Forget About the Worries On Your Mind.
You Can Leave Them All Behind.
Feel the Beat of the Rhythm of the Night.
Dancing to the Morning Light.
Forget About the Worries On Your Mind.
Ahhh Baby Ahhh God Yeah
(4x) La La La La, Lalalalala
The Musics Palying It's a Celebration
The Music's Playing Everybody Dance to the Beat of the Rhythm of the Night.
Feel the Beat of the Rhythm of the Night.fade Out……..
Marcadores:
El Debarge,
Música de hoje,
Rhythm of the Night
quinta-feira, 7 de abril de 2011
Música de hoje: How Soon Is Now?
How Soon Is Now?
Love Spit Love
I am the son
I am the heir
Of a shyness
That's criminally vulgar
I'm the son and heir of
Nothing in particular
You shut your mouth
How can you say
I go about things the wrong way
I am human and I need to be loved
Just like everybody else does
I am the son
I am the heir
Of a shyness
That's criminally vulgar
I'm the son and heir of
Nothing in particular
You shut your mouth
How can you say
I go about things the wrong way
I am human and I need to be loved
Just like everybody else does
There's a club if you'd like to go
You could meet someone who really loves you
So you go and you stand on your own
And you leave on your own
And you go home and you cry and you want to die
When you say it's gonna happen now
When exactly do you mean?
See I've already waited too long
And all my hope is gone
Love Spit Love
I am the son
I am the heir
Of a shyness
That's criminally vulgar
I'm the son and heir of
Nothing in particular
You shut your mouth
How can you say
I go about things the wrong way
I am human and I need to be loved
Just like everybody else does
I am the son
I am the heir
Of a shyness
That's criminally vulgar
I'm the son and heir of
Nothing in particular
You shut your mouth
How can you say
I go about things the wrong way
I am human and I need to be loved
Just like everybody else does
There's a club if you'd like to go
You could meet someone who really loves you
So you go and you stand on your own
And you leave on your own
And you go home and you cry and you want to die
When you say it's gonna happen now
When exactly do you mean?
See I've already waited too long
And all my hope is gone
Estatelada
Você já viu A Luz da Manhã?
Outro dia eu vi, muito rapidamente, antes que meus olhos começassem a arder.
Foi lindo, um acontecimento que guardarei pro fim dos tempos, sabe aquele momento quando te perguntam, o que mais valeu ter visto ou vivido? Eu direi: A Luz da Manhã!
Aqui é escuro e frio, e mesmo doendo, aquela luz trouxe um pouco de esperança, um sopro de algo bom. O meu problema é a certeza que não mais poderei ver outra vez. Essa certeza também dói muito. Provavelmente da próxima vez, seria meu fim.
Se for inevitável o encontro, espero estar pronta para enfrentar o calor em minha pele pálida e fria, e conseguir ter força e reflexo para fugir antes que seja tomada pelo encantamento bruxulerante.
Ah... mas você já viu A Luz da Manhã?
Outro dia eu vi, muito rapidamente, antes que meus olhos começassem a arder.
Foi lindo, um acontecimento que guardarei pro fim dos tempos, sabe aquele momento quando te perguntam, o que mais valeu ter visto ou vivido? Eu direi: A Luz da Manhã!
Aqui é escuro e frio, e mesmo doendo, aquela luz trouxe um pouco de esperança, um sopro de algo bom. O meu problema é a certeza que não mais poderei ver outra vez. Essa certeza também dói muito. Provavelmente da próxima vez, seria meu fim.
Se for inevitável o encontro, espero estar pronta para enfrentar o calor em minha pele pálida e fria, e conseguir ter força e reflexo para fugir antes que seja tomada pelo encantamento bruxulerante.
Ah... mas você já viu A Luz da Manhã?
Marcadores:
"Luz da Manhã",
escuridão,
esperança,
estatelada,
frio,
luz,
manhã,
vazio
terça-feira, 5 de abril de 2011
Música do dia: The Winner Takes It All
Apesar de amar ABBA, a melhor interpretação dessa música que já ouvi foi com a Meryl Streep no muscial Mamma Mia. Bellissimo...
The Winner Takes It All
ABBA
Composição : Benny Andersson & Björn Ulvaeus
I don't wanna talk
About the things we've gone through
Though it's hurting me
Now it's history
I've played all my cards
And that's what you've done too
Nothing more to say
No more ace to play
The winner takes it all
The loser standing small
Beside the victory
That's a destiny
I was in your arms
Thinking I belonged there
I figured it made sense
Building me a fence
Building me a home
Thinking I'd be strong there
But I was a fool
Playing by the rules
The gods may throw a dice
Their minds as cold as ice
And someone way down here
Loses someone dear
The winner takes it all.
The loser has to fall
It's simple and it's plain.
Why should I complain.
But tell me does she kiss
Like I used to kiss you?
Does it feel the same
When she calls your name?
Somewhere deep inside
You must know I miss you
But what can I say?
Rules must be obeyed
The judges will decide
The likes of me abide
Spectators of the show
Always staying low
The game is on again
A lover or a friend
A big thing or a small
The winner takes it all
I don't wanna talk
If it makes you feel sad
And I understand
You've come to shake my hand
I apologize
If it makes you feel bad
Seeing me so tense
No self-confidence
But you see
The winner takes it all
The winner takes it all...
Someone dear...
Takes it all...
The loser ...
Has to fall...
Throw a dice...
As cold as ice...
Someone way down here...
Someone dear...
Takes it all...
The Winner Takes It All
ABBA
Composição : Benny Andersson & Björn Ulvaeus
I don't wanna talk
About the things we've gone through
Though it's hurting me
Now it's history
I've played all my cards
And that's what you've done too
Nothing more to say
No more ace to play
The winner takes it all
The loser standing small
Beside the victory
That's a destiny
I was in your arms
Thinking I belonged there
I figured it made sense
Building me a fence
Building me a home
Thinking I'd be strong there
But I was a fool
Playing by the rules
The gods may throw a dice
Their minds as cold as ice
And someone way down here
Loses someone dear
The winner takes it all.
The loser has to fall
It's simple and it's plain.
Why should I complain.
But tell me does she kiss
Like I used to kiss you?
Does it feel the same
When she calls your name?
Somewhere deep inside
You must know I miss you
But what can I say?
Rules must be obeyed
The judges will decide
The likes of me abide
Spectators of the show
Always staying low
The game is on again
A lover or a friend
A big thing or a small
The winner takes it all
I don't wanna talk
If it makes you feel sad
And I understand
You've come to shake my hand
I apologize
If it makes you feel bad
Seeing me so tense
No self-confidence
But you see
The winner takes it all
The winner takes it all...
Someone dear...
Takes it all...
The loser ...
Has to fall...
Throw a dice...
As cold as ice...
Someone way down here...
Someone dear...
Takes it all...
sexta-feira, 1 de abril de 2011
1o. de abril... De verdade, a vida ta mudando...
Em 1o. de abril de 2004, eu cai de moto. Liguei pro Maurão que me ajudou. Ninguem acreditou em nós dois. Achavam que haviamos inventado só pra fazer a brincadeira dos tolos (que faziamos sempre, independente da data!!!). Enquanto isso eu estava lá no Hospital, sem óculos, com dor, e cantando (não ia chorar na frente das enfermeiras, não é?).
Hoje, 2011, eu sinto muita dor, não é mentira. Mas agora estou enxergando, meu óculos não estão quebrados, e consigo ver com melhor definição quem eu sou, começo a compreender o que eu quero.
Eu quero A VERDADE, eu quero DE VERDADE.
Não importa a brincadeira, os defeitos, não importa as qualidades, importa o que se é. E EU SOU!
Hoje, 1o. de abril, vou viajar pra ver amigos, comemorar mais um ano de amizade, quando voltar minha vida mudara totalmente, nova casa, nova vida, mas o EU, será o mesmo...
A diferença em mim, é que eu me vejo agora, sem concessão. Não tenho mais o véu da estranheza.
Bem que venha 2011, que começa na segunda... Nova vida! Minha história começa agora!
EU SOU BISS LEE!
Hoje, 2011, eu sinto muita dor, não é mentira. Mas agora estou enxergando, meu óculos não estão quebrados, e consigo ver com melhor definição quem eu sou, começo a compreender o que eu quero.
Eu quero A VERDADE, eu quero DE VERDADE.
Não importa a brincadeira, os defeitos, não importa as qualidades, importa o que se é. E EU SOU!
Hoje, 1o. de abril, vou viajar pra ver amigos, comemorar mais um ano de amizade, quando voltar minha vida mudara totalmente, nova casa, nova vida, mas o EU, será o mesmo...
A diferença em mim, é que eu me vejo agora, sem concessão. Não tenho mais o véu da estranheza.
Bem que venha 2011, que começa na segunda... Nova vida! Minha história começa agora!
EU SOU BISS LEE!
segunda-feira, 21 de março de 2011
INTIMATIONS OF IMMORTALITY FROM RECOLLECTIONS OF EARLY CHILDHOOD
I
THERE was a time when meadow, grove, and stream,
The earth, and every common sight,
To me did seem
Apparelled in celestial light,
The glory and the freshness of a dream.
It is not now as it hath been of yore;--
Turn wheresoe'er I may,
By night or day,
The things which I have seen I now can see no more.
II
The Rainbow comes and goes,
And lovely is the Rose,
The Moon doth with delight
Look round her when the heavens are bare,
Waters on a starry night
Are beautiful and fair;
The sunshine is a glorious birth;
But yet I know, where'er I go,
That there hath past away a glory from the earth.
III
Now, while the birds thus sing a joyous song,
And while the young lambs bound
As to the tabor's sound,
To me alone there came a thought of grief:
A timely utterance gave that thought relief,
And I again am strong:
The cataracts blow their trumpets from the steep;
No more shall grief of mine the season wrong;
I hear the Echoes through the mountains throng,
The Winds come to me from the fields of sleep,
And all the earth is gay;
Land and sea
Give themselves up to jollity,
And with the heart of May
Doth every Beast keep holiday;--
Thou Child of Joy,
Shout round me, let me hear thy shouts, thou happy
Shepherd-boy!
IV
Ye blessed Creatures, I have heard the call
Ye to each other make; I see
The heavens laugh with you in your jubilee;
My heart is at your festival,
My head hath its coronal,
The fulness of your bliss, I feel--I feel it all.
Oh evil day! if I were sullen
While Earth herself is adorning,
This sweet May-morning,
And the Children are culling
On every side,
In a thousand valleys far and wide,
Fresh flowers; while the sun shines warm,
And the Babe leaps up on his Mother's arm:--
I hear, I hear, with joy I hear!
--But there's a Tree, of many, one,
A single Field which I have looked upon,
Both of them speak of something that is gone:
The Pansy at my feet
Doth the same tale repeat:
Whither is fled the visionary gleam?
Where is it now, the glory and the dream?
V
Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting:
The Soul that rises with us, our life's Star,
Hath had elsewhere its setting,
And cometh from afar:
Not in entire forgetfulness,
And not in utter nakedness,
But trailing clouds of glory do we come
From God, who is our home:
Heaven lies about us in our infancy!
Shades of the prison-house begin to close
Upon the growing Boy,
But He beholds the light, and whence it flows,
He sees it in his joy;
The Youth, who daily farther from the east
Must travel, still is Nature's Priest,
And by the vision splendid
Is on his way attended;
At length the Man perceives it die away,
And fade into the light of common day.
VI
Earth fills her lap with pleasures of her own;
Yearnings she hath in her own natural kind,
And, even with something of a Mother's mind,
And no unworthy aim,
The homely Nurse doth all she can
To make her Foster-child, her Inmate Man,
Forget the glories he hath known,
And that imperial palace whence he came.
VII
Behold the Child among his new-born blisses,
A six years' Darling of a pigmy size!
See, where 'mid work of his own hand he lies,
Fretted by sallies of his mother's kisses,
With light upon him from his father's eyes!
See, at his feet, some little plan or chart,
Some fragment from his dream of human life,
Shaped by himself with newly-learned art;
A wedding or a festival,
A mourning or a funeral;
And this hath now his heart,
And unto this he frames his song:
Then will he fit his tongue
To dialogues of business, love, or strife;
But it will not be long
Ere this be thrown aside,
And with new joy and pride
The little Actor cons another part;
Filling from time to time his "humorous stage"
With all the Persons, down to palsied Age,
That Life brings with her in her equipage;
As if his whole vocation
Were endless imitation.
VIII
Thou, whose exterior semblance doth belie
Thy Soul's immensity;
Thou best Philosopher, who yet dost keep
Thy heritage, thou Eye among the blind,
That, deaf and silent, read'st the eternal deep,
Haunted for ever by the eternal mind,--
Mighty Prophet! Seer blest!
On whom those truths do rest,
Which we are toiling all our lives to find,
In darkness lost, the darkness of the grave;
Thou, over whom thy Immortality
Broods like the Day, a Master o'er a Slave,
A Presence which is not to be put by;
Thou little Child, yet glorious in the might
Of heaven-born freedom on thy being's height,
Why with such earnest pains dost thou provoke
The years to bring the inevitable yoke,
Thus blindly with thy blessedness at strife?
Full soon thy Soul shall have her earthly freight,
And custom lie upon thee with a weight
Heavy as frost, and deep almost as life!
IX
O joy! that in our embers
Is something that doth live,
That nature yet remembers
What was so fugitive!
The thought of our past years in me doth breed
Perpetual benediction: not indeed
For that which is most worthy to be blest--
Delight and liberty, the simple creed
Of Childhood, whether busy or at rest,
With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast:--
Not for these I raise
The song of thanks and praise;
But for those obstinate questionings
Of sense and outward things,
Fallings from us, vanishings;
Blank misgivings of a Creature
Moving about in worlds not realised,
High instincts before which our mortal Nature
Did tremble like a guilty Thing surprised:
But for those first affections,
Those shadowy recollections,
Which, be they what they may,
Are yet the fountain light of all our day,
Are yet a master light of all our seeing;
Uphold us, cherish, and have power to make
Our noisy years seem moments in the being
Of the eternal Silence: truths that wake,
To perish never;
Which neither listlessness, nor mad endeavour,
Nor Man nor Boy,
Nor all that is at enmity with joy,
Can utterly abolish or destroy!
Hence in a season of calm weather
Though inland far we be,
Our Souls have sight of that immortal sea
Which brought us hither,
Can in a moment travel thither,
And see the Children sport upon the shore,
And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore.
X
Then sing, ye Birds, sing, sing a joyous song!
And let the young Lambs bound
As to the tabor's sound!
We in thought will join your throng,
Ye that pipe and ye that play,
Ye that through your hearts to-day
Feel the gladness of the May!
What though the radiance which was once so bright
Be now for ever taken from my sight,
Though nothing can bring back the hour
Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower;
We will grieve not, rather find
Strength in what remains behind;
In the primal sympathy
Which having been must ever be;
In the soothing thoughts that spring
Out of human suffering;
In the faith that looks through death,
In years that bring the philosophic mind.
XI
And O, ye Fountains, Meadows, Hills, and Groves,
Forebode not any severing of our loves!
Yet in my heart of hearts I feel your might;
I only have relinquished one delight
To live beneath your more habitual sway.
I love the Brooks which down their channels fret,
Even more than when I tripped lightly as they;
The innocent brightness of a new-born Day
Is lovely yet;
The Clouds that gather round the setting sun
Do take a sober colouring from an eye
That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality;
Another race hath been, and other palms are won.
Thanks to the human heart by which we live,
Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears,
To me the meanest flower that blows can give
Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
1803-6.
William Wordsworth
Complete Poetical Works
THERE was a time when meadow, grove, and stream,
The earth, and every common sight,
To me did seem
Apparelled in celestial light,
The glory and the freshness of a dream.
It is not now as it hath been of yore;--
Turn wheresoe'er I may,
By night or day,
The things which I have seen I now can see no more.
II
The Rainbow comes and goes,
And lovely is the Rose,
The Moon doth with delight
Look round her when the heavens are bare,
Waters on a starry night
Are beautiful and fair;
The sunshine is a glorious birth;
But yet I know, where'er I go,
That there hath past away a glory from the earth.
III
Now, while the birds thus sing a joyous song,
And while the young lambs bound
As to the tabor's sound,
To me alone there came a thought of grief:
A timely utterance gave that thought relief,
And I again am strong:
The cataracts blow their trumpets from the steep;
No more shall grief of mine the season wrong;
I hear the Echoes through the mountains throng,
The Winds come to me from the fields of sleep,
And all the earth is gay;
Land and sea
Give themselves up to jollity,
And with the heart of May
Doth every Beast keep holiday;--
Thou Child of Joy,
Shout round me, let me hear thy shouts, thou happy
Shepherd-boy!
IV
Ye blessed Creatures, I have heard the call
Ye to each other make; I see
The heavens laugh with you in your jubilee;
My heart is at your festival,
My head hath its coronal,
The fulness of your bliss, I feel--I feel it all.
Oh evil day! if I were sullen
While Earth herself is adorning,
This sweet May-morning,
And the Children are culling
On every side,
In a thousand valleys far and wide,
Fresh flowers; while the sun shines warm,
And the Babe leaps up on his Mother's arm:--
I hear, I hear, with joy I hear!
--But there's a Tree, of many, one,
A single Field which I have looked upon,
Both of them speak of something that is gone:
The Pansy at my feet
Doth the same tale repeat:
Whither is fled the visionary gleam?
Where is it now, the glory and the dream?
V
Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting:
The Soul that rises with us, our life's Star,
Hath had elsewhere its setting,
And cometh from afar:
Not in entire forgetfulness,
And not in utter nakedness,
But trailing clouds of glory do we come
From God, who is our home:
Heaven lies about us in our infancy!
Shades of the prison-house begin to close
Upon the growing Boy,
But He beholds the light, and whence it flows,
He sees it in his joy;
The Youth, who daily farther from the east
Must travel, still is Nature's Priest,
And by the vision splendid
Is on his way attended;
At length the Man perceives it die away,
And fade into the light of common day.
VI
Earth fills her lap with pleasures of her own;
Yearnings she hath in her own natural kind,
And, even with something of a Mother's mind,
And no unworthy aim,
The homely Nurse doth all she can
To make her Foster-child, her Inmate Man,
Forget the glories he hath known,
And that imperial palace whence he came.
VII
Behold the Child among his new-born blisses,
A six years' Darling of a pigmy size!
See, where 'mid work of his own hand he lies,
Fretted by sallies of his mother's kisses,
With light upon him from his father's eyes!
See, at his feet, some little plan or chart,
Some fragment from his dream of human life,
Shaped by himself with newly-learned art;
A wedding or a festival,
A mourning or a funeral;
And this hath now his heart,
And unto this he frames his song:
Then will he fit his tongue
To dialogues of business, love, or strife;
But it will not be long
Ere this be thrown aside,
And with new joy and pride
The little Actor cons another part;
Filling from time to time his "humorous stage"
With all the Persons, down to palsied Age,
That Life brings with her in her equipage;
As if his whole vocation
Were endless imitation.
VIII
Thou, whose exterior semblance doth belie
Thy Soul's immensity;
Thou best Philosopher, who yet dost keep
Thy heritage, thou Eye among the blind,
That, deaf and silent, read'st the eternal deep,
Haunted for ever by the eternal mind,--
Mighty Prophet! Seer blest!
On whom those truths do rest,
Which we are toiling all our lives to find,
In darkness lost, the darkness of the grave;
Thou, over whom thy Immortality
Broods like the Day, a Master o'er a Slave,
A Presence which is not to be put by;
Thou little Child, yet glorious in the might
Of heaven-born freedom on thy being's height,
Why with such earnest pains dost thou provoke
The years to bring the inevitable yoke,
Thus blindly with thy blessedness at strife?
Full soon thy Soul shall have her earthly freight,
And custom lie upon thee with a weight
Heavy as frost, and deep almost as life!
IX
O joy! that in our embers
Is something that doth live,
That nature yet remembers
What was so fugitive!
The thought of our past years in me doth breed
Perpetual benediction: not indeed
For that which is most worthy to be blest--
Delight and liberty, the simple creed
Of Childhood, whether busy or at rest,
With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast:--
Not for these I raise
The song of thanks and praise;
But for those obstinate questionings
Of sense and outward things,
Fallings from us, vanishings;
Blank misgivings of a Creature
Moving about in worlds not realised,
High instincts before which our mortal Nature
Did tremble like a guilty Thing surprised:
But for those first affections,
Those shadowy recollections,
Which, be they what they may,
Are yet the fountain light of all our day,
Are yet a master light of all our seeing;
Uphold us, cherish, and have power to make
Our noisy years seem moments in the being
Of the eternal Silence: truths that wake,
To perish never;
Which neither listlessness, nor mad endeavour,
Nor Man nor Boy,
Nor all that is at enmity with joy,
Can utterly abolish or destroy!
Hence in a season of calm weather
Though inland far we be,
Our Souls have sight of that immortal sea
Which brought us hither,
Can in a moment travel thither,
And see the Children sport upon the shore,
And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore.
X
Then sing, ye Birds, sing, sing a joyous song!
And let the young Lambs bound
As to the tabor's sound!
We in thought will join your throng,
Ye that pipe and ye that play,
Ye that through your hearts to-day
Feel the gladness of the May!
What though the radiance which was once so bright
Be now for ever taken from my sight,
Though nothing can bring back the hour
Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower;
We will grieve not, rather find
Strength in what remains behind;
In the primal sympathy
Which having been must ever be;
In the soothing thoughts that spring
Out of human suffering;
In the faith that looks through death,
In years that bring the philosophic mind.
XI
And O, ye Fountains, Meadows, Hills, and Groves,
Forebode not any severing of our loves!
Yet in my heart of hearts I feel your might;
I only have relinquished one delight
To live beneath your more habitual sway.
I love the Brooks which down their channels fret,
Even more than when I tripped lightly as they;
The innocent brightness of a new-born Day
Is lovely yet;
The Clouds that gather round the setting sun
Do take a sober colouring from an eye
That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality;
Another race hath been, and other palms are won.
Thanks to the human heart by which we live,
Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears,
To me the meanest flower that blows can give
Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
1803-6.
William Wordsworth
Complete Poetical Works
sábado, 19 de março de 2011
Gourmetizando: uma experiência enogastronomica
Pessoal,
Sabado que vem, dia 26/03/2011 tem o evento Gourmetizando.
http://gourmetizando.com.br/2011/03/09/i-gourmetizando-uma-experiencia-enogastronomica
Será uma experiencia gastronômica única... Eu ja provei e aprovei!!!
E ai, vamos??
Sabado que vem, dia 26/03/2011 tem o evento Gourmetizando.
http://gourmetizando.com.br/2011/03/09/i-gourmetizando-uma-experiencia-enogastronomica
Será uma experiencia gastronômica única... Eu ja provei e aprovei!!!
E ai, vamos??
quarta-feira, 16 de março de 2011
Tentando publica ideias pelo email...
Here I Go Again
Composição: David Coverdale / Bernie Marsden
No I don't know where I'm going
But I sure know where I've been
Hanging on the promises in songs of yesterday
And I've made up my mind
I ain't wasting no more time
Here i go again...
Here i go again...
But I sure know where I've been
Hanging on the promises in songs of yesterday
And I've made up my mind
I ain't wasting no more time
Here i go again...
Here i go again...
Though I keep searching for an answer
I never seem to find what I'm looking for
Oh Lord I pray you give me strength to carry on
'Cause I know what it means
To walk along the lonely street of dreams
I never seem to find what I'm looking for
Oh Lord I pray you give me strength to carry on
'Cause I know what it means
To walk along the lonely street of dreams
And here I go again on my own
Going down the only road I've ever known
Like a drifter I was born to walk alone
But I've made up my mind
I ain't wasting no more time
Going down the only road I've ever known
Like a drifter I was born to walk alone
But I've made up my mind
I ain't wasting no more time
Just another heart in need of rescue
Waiting on love's sweet charity
And I'm gonna hold on for the rest of my days
'Cause I know what it means
To walk along the lonely street of dreams
Waiting on love's sweet charity
And I'm gonna hold on for the rest of my days
'Cause I know what it means
To walk along the lonely street of dreams
And here I go again on my own
Going down the only road I've ever known
Like a drifter I was born to walk alone
And I've made up my mind
I ain't wasting no more time
But here I go again
Here I go again
Here I go again
Oh baby, oh yeah
Going down the only road I've ever known
Like a drifter I was born to walk alone
And I've made up my mind
I ain't wasting no more time
But here I go again
Here I go again
Here I go again
Oh baby, oh yeah
(guitar solo)
'Cause I know what it means
To walk along the lonely street of dreams
To walk along the lonely street of dreams
And here I go again on my own
Going down the only road I've ever known
Like a drifter I was born to walk alone
And I've made up my mind
And wasted no more time
Going down the only road I've ever known
Like a drifter I was born to walk alone
And I've made up my mind
And wasted no more time
And here I go again on my own
Going down the only road I've ever known
Like a drifter I was born to walk alone
'Cause I know what it means
To walk along the lonely street of dreams
Going down the only road I've ever known
Like a drifter I was born to walk alone
'Cause I know what it means
To walk along the lonely street of dreams
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