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(Sesimbra, Agosto 2007)
segunda-feira, 30 de março de 2009
Estrelas da memória.
(Auschwtiz I, Junho 2008)
Dar-lhes-ei na minha casa
e dentro dos meus muros
um memorial e um nome.
Um nome eterno
que jamais perecerá.
[Isaías 56:5]
sexta-feira, 27 de março de 2009
quarta-feira, 25 de março de 2009
segunda-feira, 23 de março de 2009
quinta-feira, 19 de março de 2009
O passado.
O passado é um país estrangeiro: lá fazem as coisas de outra maneira,
L. P. Hartley in "O mensageiro".
L. P. Hartley in "O mensageiro".
terça-feira, 17 de março de 2009
O regresso!
Ninguém pode ficar onde não pertence e quem não quer regressar, então nunca deveria ter ido!
Este sentimento era um lugar comum, até o tempo e o espaço se terem tornado irrelevantes!
segunda-feira, 16 de março de 2009
As simples as that!
Talk Show Host by Radiohead
«I want to, I want to be someone else or I'll explode
Floating upon the surface for
The birds, the birds, the birds
You want me, well fucking well come and find me
I'll be waiting with a gun and a pack of sandwiches
And nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing
You want me, well, come on and break the door down
You want me, fucking come on and break the door down
I'm ready,
I'm ready,
I'm ready,
I'm ready
I'm ready»
«I want to, I want to be someone else or I'll explode
Floating upon the surface for
The birds, the birds, the birds
You want me, well fucking well come and find me
I'll be waiting with a gun and a pack of sandwiches
And nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing
You want me, well, come on and break the door down
You want me, fucking come on and break the door down
I'm ready,
I'm ready,
I'm ready,
I'm ready
I'm ready»
domingo, 15 de março de 2009
quinta-feira, 12 de março de 2009
quarta-feira, 11 de março de 2009
terça-feira, 10 de março de 2009
segunda-feira, 9 de março de 2009
sexta-feira, 6 de março de 2009
quinta-feira, 5 de março de 2009
quarta-feira, 4 de março de 2009
terça-feira, 3 de março de 2009
segunda-feira, 2 de março de 2009
A "fábrica dos Pink Floyd"
A foto não ficou grande coisa, mas vale a pena ir a Pimlico só para a ver.
Interpol: C'mere - Lyric
«"C'mere"
It's way too late to be this locked inside ourselves
The trouble is that you're in love with someone else
It should be me. Oh, it should be me
Sacred parts, your get aways
You come along on summer days
Tenderly, tastefully
And so may, we make time
Try to find somebody else
This place is mine
You said today, you know exactly how I feel
I had my doubts little girl
I'm in love with something real
It could be me, that's changing!
And so may, we make time
To try and find somebody else
Who has a line
Now season with health
Two lovers walk a lakeside mile
Try pleasing with stealth, rodeo
See what stands long ending fast
Oh, how I love you
And in the evening, when we are sleeping
We are sleeping. Oh, we are sleeping
And so may, we make time
We try to find somebody else
Who has a line
Now season with health
Two lovers walk a lakeside mile
Try pleasing with stealth, rodeo
See what stands long ending fast»
(Interpol, in: Antics)
It's way too late to be this locked inside ourselves
The trouble is that you're in love with someone else
It should be me. Oh, it should be me
Sacred parts, your get aways
You come along on summer days
Tenderly, tastefully
And so may, we make time
Try to find somebody else
This place is mine
You said today, you know exactly how I feel
I had my doubts little girl
I'm in love with something real
It could be me, that's changing!
And so may, we make time
To try and find somebody else
Who has a line
Now season with health
Two lovers walk a lakeside mile
Try pleasing with stealth, rodeo
See what stands long ending fast
Oh, how I love you
And in the evening, when we are sleeping
We are sleeping. Oh, we are sleeping
And so may, we make time
We try to find somebody else
Who has a line
Now season with health
Two lovers walk a lakeside mile
Try pleasing with stealth, rodeo
See what stands long ending fast»
(Interpol, in: Antics)
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