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quarta-feira, 2 de dezembro de 2009

Fado Português...

...para quem nunca viu os The Gift, não sabe do que eu estou falar...
Esta Sónia em palco é uma força da natureza, a intensidade e a interpretação que ela dá as músicas que canta parece que estamos assistir a uma representação...
Sente-se aquilo que se está ouvir..
Noutro dia comprei um cd que à muito andava a namorar, Amália Hoje, e desde que o comprei ando viciada, roda que roda aqui no meu pc...
É óptimo, digno de se ouvir.
Cá está um grande e belo projecto em Português, merecedor do nosso aplauso, só lamento não ter assistido a nenhum concerto deles, espero que ainda voltem...
Fica aqui uma grande música...vale a pena asistir!!






sábado, 10 de outubro de 2009

Dia de Reflexão...

...como já não tenho nada para reflectir em relação a vida politica, pois a decisão está tomada, vamos reflectir sobre outros acontecimentos da vida.
Podia reflectir sobre a nossa Selecção, mas..dá-me aquele nervosismo, vamos esperar para ver o que se passa, mas espero, sinceramente, que corra pelo melhor!!
Podia reflectir sobre a minha vida, mas ainda fico mais nervosa.
Vida difícil..
Ohhhh :-(
....
" 'cause even if you break my heart
and even if you make things wrong,
you will always be the one,
you will always be my love.

Because your breath is still in me
and you shape is still around
and this shallow light won't let me go

oh oh oh ohh.."


segunda-feira, 27 de abril de 2009

Amália Hoje

Chegou hoje às lojas Amália Hoje, um disco que presta homenagem a Amália Rodrigues no ano em que passa uma década após a sua morte.
Este projecto saiu da cabeça do Grande Nuno Gonçalves, dos The Gift, que pegou nos fados de Amália, e deu-lhe uns arranjos pop.
Sónia Tavares, Paulo Praça e Fernando Ribeiro são as vozes do projecto Amália Hoje .
E, que projecto, está sensacional, brilhante mesmo.
Eu nunca liguei aos fados de Amália, confesso que nunca me despertou o interesse.
Mas na voz da grande Sónia é brutal e o som está divinal.
Aqui fica o primeiro tema.
A Gaivota

segunda-feira, 5 de maio de 2008

Front of



Stop breathing I'm trying to get some sleep
Stop breathing allow me to repeat
Keep breathing I guess it would disturb
Keep breathing the road is getting long

Maybe I will find you in another place
Maybe I will find you with somebody else

Keep breathing life is hard to play
Keep breathing we haven't find the way
Stop breathing this game it makes no sense
Stop breathing

Maybe I will find you in another place
Maybe I will find you with somebody else
The things that we run off
The things that they said us
Though we try to move over
After all that we saw
The stage is clear, the view is soft
But it's so cold, warm enough
The game is set, and too much players again,
And here we are, in front of them again

Keep breathing, I'm glad to see you back
Keep breathing I thought we would give up
Stop breathing their eyes will catch our soul
Stop breathing their ears will break our mind
Keep breathing and join the carrousel
Stop breathing pretend a pantomine
Keep breathing today we woke up blue
Stop breathing perhaps we lay down dark
Keep breathing I'm trying to get some sleep
Stop breathing allow me to repeat
Keep breathing and join the carrousel
Stop breathing

And dark, and blue, And dark, and blue,
And dark, and blue, And dark, and blue,
And dark, and blue,
and again, and again, and again,
again, and again, and again,
again,
Maybe I will find you in another place
Maybe I will find you with somebody else
The things that we run off
The things that they said us
Though we try to move over
After all that we saw
The stage is clear, the view is soft
But it's so cold, is warm enough
The game is set, and too much players again,
And here we are, in front of them again

Keep breathing I'm trying to get some sleep
Stop breathing allow me to repeat
Keep breathing this game it makes no sense
Stop breathing
Maybe I will find you in another place
Maybe I will find you with somebody else
The things that we run off
The things that they said us
Though we try to move over
After all that we saw
The stage is clear, the view is soft
But it's so cold, is warm enough
The game is set, and too much players again,
And here we are, in front of them again

terça-feira, 29 de abril de 2008

Song for a Blue Heart



Water on my lips, sweet fingers open my eyes, my heavy eyes
We smile like it was the last smile on earth, the smile of a blue heart,
blue skin, blue songs.
I know, the colour is blue, maybe too much blue, I know

Make me scream I scream for you
Make me fly; I'm flying with you
Make me cry I cry for you
Water is Blue, water is blue, water is...
Never found a girl from another world
Never touch the floor with another one
Never breathe that air from another one
Never felt those eyes playing with my soul
Blue to be breath, blue to believe,
Blue to loved by, Blue to be felt by, blue to be touched by
Blue to believe you,
Someday, sometime, somewhere

Make me cry I cry for you
make me love you, i love you
Never found a girl from another world
Never touch the floor with another one
Never breathe that air from another one
Never felt those eyes playing with my soul
Blue to be breath, blue to believe,
Blue to loved by, Blue to be felt by, blue to be touched by
Blue to believe you,
Someday, sometime, somewhere

Someday, sometime, somewhere

Someday, sometime, somewhere

Someday, sometime, somewhere

terça-feira, 8 de abril de 2008

Fácil de Entender



Talvez por não saber falar de cor, Imaginei
Talvez por não saber o que será melhor, Aproximei
Meu corpo é o teu corpo o desejo entregue a nós
Sei lá eu o que queres dizer, Despedir-me de ti
Adeus um dia voltarei a ser feliz

Eu já não sei se sei o que é sentir o teu amor,
não sei, o que é sentir, se por falar falei
Pensei que se falasse era fácil de entender

Talvez por não saber falar de cor, Imaginei
Triste é o virar de costas, o último adeus
Sabe Deus o que quero dizer

Obrigado por saberes cuidar de mim,
Tratar de mim, olhar para mim, escutar quem sou,
e se ao menos tudo fosse igual a ti

Eu já não sei se sei o que é sentir o teu amor,
não sei o que é sentir, se por falar falei
Pensei que se falasse era fácil de entender

É o amor, que chega ao fim, um final assim,
assim é mais fácil de entender

Eu já não sei se sei o que é sentir o teu amor,
não sei o que é sentir, se por falar falei
Pensei que se falasse era fácil de entender

sexta-feira, 4 de abril de 2008

Truth

Um balde de água fria cai sobre nós...
Acordamos molhados, apanhamos um resfriado...
Espirramos, dói, dói...
Ficamos sem forças….
Dói o corpo todo…
Da alma ao coração...
E pensamos...
Desistir!!
Esquecer!!
A verdade tem que doer!?!?!?
A verdade tem que magoar!?!?!?
Só a verdade para nos fazer sentir assim...
Aqui fica mais um belissimo tema...
É so ouvir, reflectir...
Uma música...Mil sentimentos...
Truth

How could you hurt me like this?
How could you fear me like this?
I know that all the words are just words
I think that you don't know what it means
I think that it might be true
I think I've been a fool
Oh, don't you think?
All I've done now, all I've said
All I've read, it was for real
It was for real
But I know that
That dreams are just dreams
And I know that
You're not what it used to be love
Oh love
Oh love
All I've done, all I've said
All I've read, it was for real
All I've known, all I've feared
All I've said it was for real
How could you hurt me like this?
How could you fear me like this?
I know that all the words are just words
It can't be real

domingo, 16 de março de 2008

Um dia...

Um dia vi um concerto deste grupo...
Foi dos concertos mais espectaculares que vi até hoje..
A presença em palco desta vocalista é demais, ela sente a música e isso é algo que se transmite..
Faz-nos parecer que estamos a ver um musical...
Não foi o primeiro concerto que vi deles..
Mas o único onde realmente os vi!!!
Adorei...Fiquei sem palavras...
Aconselho vivamente a quem nunca viu..a ver e deixar-se guiar e sentir a música!!!
Aqui fica mais um belíssimo tema...
A qualidade do video não é a melhor...mas ..

645

Want to tell you that I love you because I really do.
Want to give you the answers if you ask me to.
Want to leave your door for the last time
Want to leave the floor for the first time.

Leave the boys, leave the girls, leave it all
behind...
Trust your dreams, your thoughts it's a matter of
time.
Run right, run left just don't look back...
Take this trip as your first step.

Because the tears that we waste only make us blow
Why we keep in Repeat this Antony song "forgive me,
forgive me"
You know I need you there

You know why I tried to be simple
I tried a lie... everything is perfect from there
And you know I need you there.

Why don´t we try?
and break all the rules
forget the line.. everything´s perfect from there..
You know I need you there.

terça-feira, 5 de fevereiro de 2008

Nice and sweet



You said: "I wanna to die for"
You cry and I'm repeating all the stories again.
You're standing there for so long,
And it's so hard, that I found, it's heaven in your
eyes.
Innocence, why? Why we survive?
It's you, and your three million ways to make noise.
You really don't know, you really don't see, you
really got a light, I'll find you
'Cause you are a nice and sweet boy and I
I wrote this song just for yourself.
'Cause you are a nice and sweet boy and I
I wrote this song just for yourself.
You're a nice and sweet boy
And you have a nice and sweet girl.
'Cause you're a nice and sweet boy and I
I wrote this song just for yourself.
Just say you can lie, dissolving all the truth of your
love
But you can't say no, but you try to, and I try to be
around you
Substitute your only trouble by a bottle full of water
just to prove this love about you
If someone ever found her, put a sign inside you:
"There's only one love.. And It's only one love.. It's
only your love."
'Cause you are a nice and sweet boy and I
I wrote this song just for yourself.
'Cause you are a nice and sweet boy and I
I wrote this song just for yourself.
You're a nice and sweet boy
And you have a nice and sweet girl.
You're a nice and sweet boy and I
I wrote this song just for yourself.
It's only your love.
It's only your love (It's only your love).
'Cause you are a nice and sweet boy and I
I wrote this song just for yourself.
'Cause you are a nice and sweet boy and I
I wrote this song just for yourself.
You're a nice and sweet boy
And you have a nice and sweet girl.
You're a nice and sweet boy and I
I wrote this song just for yourself.

segunda-feira, 26 de novembro de 2007

My Lovely Mirror




"Look at the mirror
It doesn't know you anymore
It doesn't talk anymore
It doesn't kiss you anymore
You don't know who you are
You just have to know that mirror look
And all, everyone, everything, is too much
For you"

sexta-feira, 7 de setembro de 2007

Please five minutes



"And to know the problems are waiting for
Outside the door
Are waiting for
The clock won't stop
And even if it stops
Five minutes of love
Five minutes of hate
Five minutes I try to call your name
Of passion
Five minutes of everything
Of everything
Maybe you want to talk about old questions
Right next to my ear
But I don't care about those silly things
Cause all I need is five minutes of everything"

quinta-feira, 30 de agosto de 2007

Five minutes of everything

Give me please five minutes of everything
Those days when you wake up
And there's no one by your side
My arm slides slowly to my left side
And to my right side, there's no one there
To kiss you or to hear you
And you go out of bed
Thinking in those days that you need
You used to talk and talk about
And everything that stops your attention
You used to talk, talk about
Everything
Those days when you walk at the bar
And try to keep a conversation with somebody else
And no one out there you could sit down or walk
There's no one there.
Five minutes of love
Five minutes of hate
Five minutes
I try to call your name
Five minutes of passion
And no one knows the right place to go
No meaning or just self-control maybe
And you walk out of there
You need to talk with somebody else
And to know the problems are waiting for
Outside the door
Are waiting for
The clock won't stop
And even if it stops
Five minutes of love
Five minutes of hate
Five minutes
I try to call your name
Of passion
Five minutes of everything
Of everything
Maybe you want to talk about old questions
Right next to my ear
But I don't care about those silly things
Cause all I need is five minutes of everything