segunda-feira, novembro 13, 2006

Painted on my heart

I thought you'd be out of my mind, and I'd finally found a way to
Learn to live without you


I thought it was just a matter of time, till I had a hundred reasons
Not to think about you, but it's just not so
And after all this time, I still can't let go


I've still got your face, painted on my heart
Scrawled upon my soul, etched upon my memory baby
I've got your kiss, still burning on my lips
The touch of my fingertips, is love so deep inside of me


I was trying everything that I can, to get my heart to forget you
But it just can't seem to, I guess it's just no use
In every part of me, is still a part of you

I've still got your face, painted on my heart
Scrawled upon my soul, etched upon my memory baby
I've got your kiss,
 still burning on my lips
The touch of my fingertips, is love so deep inside of me


I've still got your face, painted on my heart

Painted on my heart, painted on my heart

Something in your eyes keeps haunting me
I'm trying to escape you, and I know there ain't no way to
To chase you from my mind

I've still got your face, painted on my heart
Scrawled upon my soul, etched upon my memory baby
I've got your kiss, still burning on my lips
The touch of my fingertips, is love so deep inside of me, baby

I've still got your face, I've still got your face
painted on my heart, painted on my heart
painted on my heart




- The Cult -

terça-feira, setembro 26, 2006

SeCreT

si tu ressuscites
un grain de granit
du fond de la terre
je saurai me taire

si tu ressuscites
un grain de granit


je saurai me faire petite


j'ai vu se dessiner une vipère
je voudrais lui ressembler
accrochée à tes larges épaules pâles


tout ce que je sais
restera secret

si tu ressuscites
un grain de granit
du fond de la terre
je saurai me taire

si tu ressuscites
un grain de granit
je saurai me faire petite


- emilie simon -

segunda-feira, agosto 14, 2006

You're the Storm II

You're the Storm

Oh it's healing bang bang bang
I can hear your cannons call
You've been aiming at my land
You're hungry hammer's falling
And if you want me I'm you're country

I'm an angel bored like hell
and you're a devil meaning well
You steal my lines and you strike me down
Come raise your flag upon me
And if you want me I'm your country
If you win me I'm forever
Oh Yeah

'Cos you're the storm that I believed in
and all this peace has been deceiving
I like the sweet life and the silence
But it's the storm that I believe in

Come and conquer and drop your bombs
cross my borders and kill the calm
Bear your fangs and burn my wings
I hear bullets singing
and if you want me I'm your country
If you win me I'm forever
Oh Yeah

'Cos you're the storm that I believed in
and all this peace has been deceiving
I need some wind to get me sailing
So it's the storm that I believe in

You feed my heart you keep me breathing
'Cos you're the storm that I believed in
And if you want me I'm your country



- The Cardigans -

sexta-feira, junho 30, 2006

Staring At The Sun





















Summer stretching on the grass... summer dresses pass
In the shade of a willow tree creeps a crawling over me
Over me and over you stuck together with God's glue
It's going to get stickier too...
It's been a long hot summer
let's go undercover
Don't try too hard to think... don't think at all

I'm not the only one starin' at the sun
Afraid of what you'd find if you took a look inside
Not just deaf and dumb i'm staring at the sun
Not the only one who's happy to go blind

There's an insect in your ear if you scratch it won't disappear
It's gonna itch and burn and sting
Do you want to see what the scratching brings
Waves that leave me out of reach
Breaking on your back like a beach...
Will we ever live in peace?
Cause those that can't do often have to
Those that can't do often have to... preach

To the ones staring at the sun...
Afraid of what you'll find if you took a look inside
Not just deaf and dumb... staring at the sun
I'm not the only one who'd rather go blind

Intransigence is all around... military is still in town
Armour plated suits and ties... daddy just won't say goodbye
Referee won't blow the whistle God is good but will HE listen
I'm nearly great
But there's something I'm missing I left in the duty free
Though you never really belonged to me

You're not the only one staring at the sun
Afraid of what you'd find if you stepped back inside
I'm not sucking my thumb I'm staring at the sun
Not the only one who's happy to go blind

- U2 -

sexta-feira, março 31, 2006

Cuts You Up

I find you in the morning, after dreams of distant signs
you pour yourself over me, like the sun through the blinds
you lift me up and get me out, keep me walking but never shout
hold the secret close I hear you say

You know the way it throws about, it takes you in and spits you out
when you desire to conquer it, to feel you're higher
to follow it you must be clean
with mistakes that you do mean
move the heart, switch the pace, look for what seems out of place



Yeah on and on it goes calling, like a distant wind
through the zero hour we'll walk

cut the thick and break the thin, no sound to break no moment clear
when all the doubts are crystal clear, crashing hard into the secret wind


You know the way it twists and turns, changing colour, spinning yarns
you know the way it leaves you dry, it cuts you up, it takes you high

you know the way it's painted gold...is it honey, is it gold?

you know the way it throws about , it takes you in and spits you out

You know the way it throws about, it takes you in and spits you out
it spits you out when you desire to conquer it, to feel you're higher
to follow it you must be clean

with mistakes that you do mean
move the heart, switch the pace, look for what seems out of place


And now I find the special kind
you yourself, like sun through blinds
you lift me up, get me out, keep me walking but never shout

It's o.k. it goes this way
the line is thin it twists away cuts you up, it throws about
keep me walking but never shout



- Peter Murphy -

terça-feira, março 28, 2006

quinta-feira, fevereiro 23, 2006

The Great Below

Staring at the sea
will she come?
is there hope for me
after all is said and done

anything at any price
all of this for you
all the spoils of a wasted life
all of this for you

all the world has closed her eyes
tired faith all worn and thin
for all we could have done
and all that could of been

ocean pulls me close
and whispers in my ear
the destiny I've chose
all becoming clear

the currents have their say, the time is drawing near
washes me away, makes me disappear

and I descend from grace in arms of undertow
I will take my place in the great below

I can still feel you even so far away, I can still feel you even so far away
...
even so far away, so far away



- NIN -

segunda-feira, fevereiro 13, 2006