quinta-feira, outubro 02, 2008

Está na altura de deixar de ser côxa...

... e nem sequer tenho já o apêndice... mas alguém pensou que isto tivesse que ver comigo? Pffffff...

No link podem ver e ouvir a música e imaginar como eu a dançaria, no volume em que o faria =)

Love Is Noise
The Verve

Will those feet in modern times
Walk on soles that are made in China?
Feel the bright prosaic malls
In the corridors that go on and on and on

Are we blind - can we see?
We are one - incomplete
Are we blind - In the shade
Waiting for lightning - to be saved
Cause love is noise and love is pain
Love is these blues that I'm singing again
Love is noise and love is pain
Love is these blues that I'm singing again, again, again

Will those feet in modern times
Understand this world's affliction
Recognise the righteous anger
Understand this world's addiction

I was blind - couldn't see
What was here in me
I was blind - insecure
I felt like the road was way too long, yeah
Cause love is noise and love is pain
Love is these blues that I'm singing again
Love is noise and love is pain
Love is these blues that I'm singing again
Love is noise, love is pain
Love is these blues that I'm feeling again
Love is noise, love is pain
Love is these blues that I'm singing again, again, again, again, again, again

Cause love is noise, love is pain
Love is these blues that you're feeling again
Love is noise, love is pain
Love is these blues that I'm singing again, again, again, again, again, again
Will those feet in modern times
Walk on soles made in China?
Will those feet in modern times
See the bright prosaic malls?
Will those feet in modern times
Recognise the everything up
Will those feet in modern times
Pardon me for my sins
Love is noise
Come on

Há umas semanas, fiz alusão a uma possível mudança de nome do blog para algo que se assemelhasse em sonoridade ao "sabor a fénico". Seria um renascer das cinzas, contrapondo com o sentido desse sabor estranho. Iria ser Fénix. Mas era foleiro... Se ainda ao menos fosse piroso... mas não! Era foleiro... e que cinzas são essas? Deixa-te de cinzas e façamos barulho! :) 'Cause love is noise!

1 comentário:

  1. Love is listening to music even if we don´t like it much, love is not beeing afraid of the unknowed, love is drinking red wine till both fall asleep, love is sun in the inside.

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