Como eu gosto... da Primavera

Secretamente

Mais uma música da moda que passa frequentemente nas nossas rádios.
O estilo da Rita Guerra pode não ser muito variado mas, na minha opinião, é uma das vozes mais bonitas da música portuguesa.
Dia 27 de Março, se forem ao Coliseu dos Recreios de Lisboa, podem ouvir esta música ao vivo...

She

She may be the face I can't forget The trace of pleasure or regret Maybe my treasure or the price I have to pay She may be the song that summer sings May be the chill that autumn brings May be a hundred different things Within the measure of a day She may be the beauty or the beast May be the famine or the feast May turn each day into a Heaven or a Hell She may be the mirror of my dreams A smile reflected in a stream She may not be what she may seem Inside her shell... She, who always seems so happy in a crowd Whose eyes can be so private and so proud No one's allowed to see them when they cry She maybe the love that cannot hope to last May come to me from shadows of the past That I'll remember 'till the day I die She maybe the reason I survive The why and wherefore I'm alive The one I'll care for through the rough and ready years Me, I'll take her laughter and her tears And make them all my souvenirs For where she goes I've got to be The meaning of my life is She... She... Oh, she... [She - Elvis Costello]

Toi, par tes mille et un attraits Je ne sais jamais qui tu es Tu changes si souvent de visage et d'aspect Toi quelque soit ton âge et ton nom Tu es un ange ou le démon Quand pour moi tu prends tour à tour Tous les visages de l'amour Toi, si Dieu ne t'avait modelé Il m'aurait fallu te créer Pour donner à ma vie sa raison d'exister Toi qui est ma joie et mon tourment Tantôt femme et tantôt enfant Tu offres à mon coeur chaque jour Tous les visages de l'amour Moi, je suis le feu qui grandit ou qui meure Je suis le vent qui rugit ou qui pleure Je suis la force ou la faiblesse Moi, je pourrais défier le ciel et l'enfer Je pourrais dompter la terre et la mer Et réinventer la jeunesse Toi, viens fais moi ce que tu veux Un homme heureux ou malheureux Un mot de toi je suis poussière ou je suis Dieu Toi, sois mon espoir, sois mon destin J'ai si peur de mes lendemains Montre à mon âme sans secours Tous les visages de l'amour Toi, tous les visages de l'amour [Tous les visages de l'amour - Charles Aznavour]

Pipoca

Virtual(idades)

Anos 80

Bem... quase todos os "cantinhos", que espreitei hoje, tinham o teste da Rádio Comercial. Como sou curioso (e não quero ser diferente) resolvi fazer também.

Você é viciado em diversão
com os seus amigalhaços.
Gosta de fazer disparates,
sobretudo se desafiado
com argumentos do género
“aposto que não és capaz”.
Quem é que não gosta de se divertir???
Quem é que não gosta de fazer disparates???

Come on Eileen

Poor old Johnny Ray
Sounded sad upon the radio
He moved a million hearts in mono
Our mothers cried and sang along and who'd blame them
Now you're grown, so grown, now I must say more than ever
Go toora loora toora loo rye aye
And we can sing just like our fathers

Come on Eileen, well I swear (what he means)
At this moment, you mean everything
With you in that dress my thoughts I confess
Verge on dirty
Ah come on Eileen

These people round here wear beaten down eyes
Sunk in smoke dried faces
They're so resigned to what their fate is
But not us, no not us
We are far too young and clever
Eileen I'll sing this tune forever

Come on Eileen well I swear (what he means)
Ah come on, let's take off everything
That pretty red dress Eileen (tell him yes)
Ah come on Eileen

Amar em silêncio

Chamar a música

Nos últimos dias tenho andado muito "musical"... Não sei se será apenas um estado de espírito ou se terá a ver com a mudança de estação de rádio no local de trabalho. Há uma música (além do Love Generation) que parece perseguir-me... no trabalho, no carro, no shopping e até numa das novelas da noite da TVI. O que é certo é que já entranhei a música de tal maneira, que já sei a letra de cor e aí ando eu pela rua, tipo (ligeiramente péssimo) cantor de karaoke, a cantarolar isto:

Melanie C - First Day of My Life

So I found a reason to stay alive
Try a little harder see the other side
Talking to myself
Too many sleepless nights
Trying to find a meaning to this stupid life

I don’t want your sympathy
Sometimes I don’t know who to be
Hey what you're looking for
No one has the answer
They just want more
Hey who’s gonna make it right
This could be the first day of my life

So I found a reason
To let it go
Tell you that I’m smiling
But I still need to grow
Will I find salvation in the arms of love
Will it stop me searching will it be enough

I don’t want your sympathy
Sometimes I don’t know who to be
Hey what you're looking for
No one has the answer but you just want more
Hey who’s gonna make it right
This could be the first day of my life

The first time to really feel alive
The first time to break the chain
The first time to walk away from pain

Hey what you're looking for
No one has the answer we just want more
Hey who’s gonna make it right
This could be the first day of your life
Hey what you're looking for
No one has the answer they just want more
Hey who’s gonna shine alight?
This could be the first day of my life

Feel the love

Esta é uma daquelas músicas que mexe comigo. Gosto dela sem saber bem porquê... talvez seja o ritmo e o calor que transmite, ou talvez seja só a sensação de "Feel the love"...

Bob Sinclair - Love Generation

(Bam, bam, baba bam, bam,
(baba bam, bam, baba bam, bam ...)

From Jamaica to the world,
It's just love, It's just love, Yeah!

Why must our children play in the streets,
broken hearts and faded dreams,
listen up to everyone that you meet,
don't you worry, it could be so sweet,
just look to the rainbow, you will see,
sun will shine 'till eternity,
I've got so much love in my heart,
no one can tear it apart, Yeah.

Feel the love generation! Yeah, yeah, yeah...
Feel the love generation! C'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon yeah...
...
Feel the love generation! Yeah, yeah, yeah...
Feel the love generation! Ooohhh yeah-yeah...

Don't worry about a thing, gonna be all right!

It's all love you know, it's all love from I and I to everyone
don't you worry, we got the love Yeah
there's no need to cry Yeah
don't you worry, we got the love Yeah
gotta live that love, you know what I'm talking about.

Yeah! :)

Bom Ano

Estamos no segundo dia do ano e ainda estou a recuperar as forças perdidas na noite (e no dia também) da passagem de ano.
Aqui fica um cheirinho da diversão...



Dá-lhe SOM e "clica" na imagem

BOM ANO de 2006