segunda-feira, 17 de dezembro de 2007

World Leader Pretend

I sit at my table and wage war on myself
It seems like it's all, it's all for nothing
I know the barricades, and
I know the mortar in the wall breaks
I recognize the weapons, I used them well

This is my mistake. Let me make it good
I raised the wall and I will be the one to knock it down

I've a rich understanding of my finest defenses
I proclaim that claims are left unstated,I demand a rematch
I decree a stalemateI divine my deeper motivesI recognize the weapons
I've practiced them well. I fitted them myself

It's amazing what devices you can sympathize, empathize
This is my mistake. Let me make it good
I raised the wall and I will be the one to knock it down

Reach out for me and hold me tight. Hold that memory
Let my machine talk to me, let my machine talk to me

This is my world
And I am world leader pretend
This is my life
And this is my time
I have been given the freedom
To do as I see fit
It's high time I've razed the walls
That I've constructed

You fill in the mortar. You fill in the harmony
You fill in the mortar. I raised the wall
And I'm the only one
I will be the one to knock it down

R.E.M. (Berry/Buck/Mills/Stipe)

quarta-feira, 24 de outubro de 2007

terça-feira, 25 de setembro de 2007

Faze as malas para parte nenhuma!

Faze as malas para PARTE NENHUMA!
Embarca para a universalidade negativa de tudo
Com um grande embandeiramento de navios fingidos -
Dos navios pequenos, multicolores, da infância!
Faz as malas para o Grande Abandono!
E não esqueças, entre as escovas e a tesoura,
A distância policroma do que se não pode obter.
Faze as malas definitivamente!
Que és tu aqui, onde existes gregário e inútil -
E quanto mais útil mais inútil -
E quanto mais verdadeiro mais falso -
Que és tu aqui? que és tu aqui? que és tu aqui?
Embarca, sem mala mesmo, para ti mesmo diverso!
Que te é a terra habitada senão o que não é contigo?

Álvaro de Campos 2.5.1933

segunda-feira, 24 de setembro de 2007

Airbag

In the next world war
In a jack knifed juggernaut
I am born again
In the neon sign scrolling up and down
I am born again

In an interstellar burst I am back to save the universe

In a deep deep sleep of the innocent I am born again
In a fast german car Im amazed that I survived
An airbag saved my life

In an interstellar burst I am back to save the universe
In an interstellar burst I am back to save the universe

RADIOHEAD