domingo, 25 de setembro de 2016

1335 (Do espanto) - Outono

Outono

Subitamente, acordas um dia e vais à janela,
Sentes algo diferente.
O necessário torna-se desnecessário.

Vais à janela, subitamente, sentes-te a acordar,
Sentes algo diferente
A cor, a luz, a temperatura já não são as mesmas.

Um dia acordas subitamente e vais à janela,
Sentes-te algo diferente
O importante torna-se relativo.

Sentes algo diferente,
Sentes-te diferente.

Vais à janela
Subitamente
Neste dia.

Perguntas-te e questionas-te

Vais a janela
Será que as andorinhas já partiram?

Que importância dás ao relativo que absolutizas?
Neste dia em que, subitamente, acordaste e foste à janela .
  
  
João P.

Set 2016

quinta-feira, 22 de setembro de 2016

1334 (Do espanto) - April come she will

April come she will 


April come she will
When streams are ripe and swelled with rain;
May, she will stay,
Resting in my arms again.

June, she'll change her tune,
In restless walks she'll prowl the night;
July, she will fly
And give no warning to her flight.

August, die she must,
The autumn winds blow chilly and cold;
September I'll remember
A love once new has now grown old.

Simon and Garfunkel 

sexta-feira, 16 de setembro de 2016

1812 - (dos sonhos desfeitos) - New York

New York

Grew up in a town that is famous as a place of movie scenes
Noise is always loud, there are sirens all around and the streets are mean
If I can make it here, I can make it anywhere, that's what they say
Seeing my face in lights or my name on marquees found down on Broadway

Even if it ain't all it seems, I got a pocket full of dreams
Baby, I'm from New York
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothing you can't do
Now you're in New York
These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you
Hear it from New York, New York, New York!

On the avenue, there ain't never a curfew, ladies work so hard
Such a melting pot, on the corner selling rock, preachers pray to God
Hail a gypsy-cab, takes me down from Harlem to the Brooklyn Bridge
Some will sleep tonight with a hunger far more than an empty fridge

I'm gonna make it by any means, I got a pocket full of dreams
Baby, I'm from New York
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothing you can't do
Now you're in New York
These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you
Hear it from New York, New York, New York!

One hand in the air for the big city,
Street lights, big dreams all looking pretty
No place in the world that can compare
Put your lighters in the air, everybody say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

In New York
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothing you can't do
Now you're in New York
These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you
Hear it from New York!


Songwriters
LYON, ANDRE CHRISTOPHER / VALENZANO, MARCELLO / MARKS, WALTER / COPELAND, RUTH / WAGNER, DICK / SMITH, REMY KIONI

terça-feira, 6 de setembro de 2016

1332 (do indizível) - à noite, num beco sem saída

Noturno

Eu sentado
...
Estou sentado à porta de casa
à noite
existe um beco sem saída.

Ouço
Observo

No beco sem saída
ladram cães,
camufla-se um gato nas roseiras.

No beco sem saída
e à noite
chegam carros.
A vizinha chegou tarde
saiu de novo
Irá aonde?

Existe um beco sem saída,
é noite,
estou sentado à porta de casa.

Passam carros
(não sabia que havia tanto movimento aqui)
Ouvem-se outros mais ao longe.

Passam quinze aviões,
a maioria vai para norte
(E que curvas apertadas fazem alguns!)
dois, certamente para sul,
Um para oeste, Espanha?
De um outro perdi-lhe o rasto.

É noite
Estou sentado à porta de casa
Existe um beco sem saída.

Um cão passeia o dono...

É noite  

...

João P
2016

quinta-feira, 1 de setembro de 2016

1331 (Do amor) - i hate u, i love u

i hate u, i love u (feat. olivia o'brien)

Feeling used
But I'm
Still missing you
And I can't
See the end of this
Just wanna feel your kiss
Against my lips
And now all this time
Is passing by
But I still can't seem to tell you why
It hurts me every time I see you
Realize how much I need you

I hate you I love you
I hate that I love you
Don't want to, but I can't put
Nobody else above you
I hate you I love you
I hate that I want you
You want her, you need her
And I'll never be her

I miss you when I can't sleep
Or right after coffee
Or right when I can't eat
I miss you in my front seat
Still got sand in my sweaters
From nights we don't remember
Do you miss me like I miss you?
Fucked around and got attached to you
Friends can break your heart too, and
I'm always tired but never of you
If I pulled a you on you, you wouldn't like that shit
I put this real out, but you wouldn't bite that shit
I type a text but then I nevermind that shit
I got these feelings but you never mind that shit
Oh oh, keep it on the low
You're still in love with me but your friends don't know
If u wanted me you would just say so
And if I were you, I would never let me go
I don't mean no harm
I just miss you on my arm
Wedding bells were just alarms
Caution tape around my heart
You ever wonder what we could have been?
You said you wouldn't and you fucking did
Lie to me, lie with me, get your fucking fix
Now all my drinks and all my feelings are all fucking mixed
Always missing people that I shouldn't be missing
Sometimes you gotta burn some bridges just to create some distance
I know that I control my thoughts and I should stop reminiscing
But I learned from my dad that it's good to have feelings
When love and trust are gone
I guess this is moving on
Everyone I do right does me wrong
So every lonely night, I sing this song

I hate you I love you
I hate that I love you
Don't want to, but I can't put
Nobody else above you
I hate you I love you
I hate that I want you
You want her, you need her
And I'll never be her

All alone I watch you watch her
Like she's the only girl you've ever seen
You don't care you never did
You don't give a damn about me
Yeah all alone I watch you watch her
She's the only thing you've ever seen
How is it you'll never notice
That you are slowly killing me

I hate you I love you
I hate that I love you
Don't want to, but I can't put
Nobody else above you
I hate you I love you
I hate that I want you
You want her, you need her
And I'll never be her


Written by Olivia O'brien, Gnash