Otis Redding - That's How Strong My Love Is

That's How Stong My Love Is

If I was the sun way up there
I'd go with love most everywhere
I'll be the MOON when the SUN goes down
Just to let you know that I'm still around

That's how strong my love is, oh
That's how strong my love is,
That's how strong my love is, baby, baby,
That's how strong my love is.

I'll be the weeping willow drowning in my tears
You can go swimming when you're here
I'll be the rainbow when the sun is gone
Wrap you in my colors and keep you warm

That's how strong my love is, darling,
That's how strong my love is, baby,
That's how strong my love is, oooh,
That's how strong my love is.

I'll be the ocean so deep and wide
I'll get out the tears whenever you cry,
I'll be the breeze after the storm is gone
To dry your eyes and love you warm

That's how strong my love is, baby,
That's how strong my love is,
That's how strong my love is, darling,
That's how strong my love is,

That's how strong my love is, so deep in,
Well, that's how strong my love is
So much love, yes so much love, oohh,
Yes so much love, yes so much love,
Anything that I can do, I'll be good for you,
Any kind of love you want, I'll be with you....

Quem sou eu segundo o Sapo

Liberdade

Um dos poemas mais bonitos que conheço com uma interpretação perfeita.

Estrela da Tarde - Carlos do Carmo e Ary dos Santos




Grândola Vila Morena - José Afonso

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The Waterboys - The Whole Of The Moon

Nada como três noites de sono e um ombro amigo para levantar a moral...




The Whole Of The Moon Lyrics

Jorge Palma - Quem és tu de novo

Hoje estou triste.
Não há mais nada a dizer.
Estou infeliz...



Quem és tu de novo?

Quando a janela se fecha e se transforma num ovo
Ou se desfaz em estilhaços de céu azul e magenta
E o meu olhar tem razões que o coração não frequenta
Por favor diz-me quem és tu, de novo ?

Quando o teu cheiro me leva às esquinas do vislumbre
E toda a verdade em ti é coisa incerta e tão vasta
Quem sou eu para negar que a tua presença me arrasta ?
Quem és tu, na imensidão do deslumbre ?

As redes são passageiras, as arquitecturas da fuga
De toda a água que corre, de todo o vento que passa
Quando uma teia se rasga ergo à lua a minha taça
E vejo nascer no espelho mais uma ruga

Quando o tecto se escancara e se confunde com a LUA
A apontar-me o caminho melhor do que qualquer ESTRELA
Ninguém me faz duvidar que foste sempre a mais bela
Por favor, diz-me que és alguém, de novo ?

Quando a janela se fecha e se transforma num ovo
Ou se desfaz em estilhaços de céu azul e magenta
E o meu olhar tem razões que o coração não frequenta
Por favor diz-me quem és tu, de novo ?

Blue Moon Billie Holiday

Smashing Pumpkins - Soot and Stars

SOOT AND STARS

The words flow, decisions made
idea's mine, but the inspiration not
dreams of hangers on, dreams of getting well
spells of ezmerelda, emeralds foretold
splinters in the eye sentiments remain
bones that never rest where we going to
it was never up to me and yet i pushed until it broke

i love the open road and all that it suggests
wheel wagon dust weeds and infidelities and
always for a love never question why
in a wooden house immoveable and silent and
drinking strawberry wine forever lost in town
and thru the sleeping streets night bound and heavy
wheels in the spoke still spoken in a foreign cell

now my gates are high, my friends even higher
forgotten in my mind, yet the sky still linger and
cloud the blue skies, i'm jealous of you birds
was the only truth in a world full of words?
hear the prairie sound in a friend called near
the heart is pointed down but my spirit pointed up
his voice for siren of greek mythology

i pause with my pen i begin to defend
every action taken, every moment sealed
when i was quick it coursed through open veins
the will to live the urgency to move
behind a panel door sealing cherry stain
i played my guitar and lived those lonesome notes

like a dog that's down
in a corner just a sigh
waiting to be called
waiting to be yours
ghosts of all my shame
without purpose or will

i often speak of you but the you is always me
cause when i speak of me it's me i ask of you
so let there be no truth just trickery in rhymes
time the only thing waiting still as death

i hope for resolution pray one defining moment
pause without restrain barren without child
a child is who i was a child is who i'll die
soot in my hair
and stars in my hands
soot in my hair
and stars in my hands
soot in my hair
and stars in my hands