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Blog do escritor Luís Soares

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Morrissey - Spent the Day in Bed // From the forthcoming album 'Low In High School' out November 17th.

 

Spent the day in bed
Very happy I did, yes
I spent the day in bed
As the workers stay enslaved
I spent the day in bed
I'm not my type, but
I love my bed
And I recommend that you

 

Stop watching the news!
Because the news contrives to frighten you
To make you feel small and alone
To make you feel that your mind isn't your own

 

I spent the day in bed
It's a consolation
When all my dreams
Are perfectly legal
In sheets for which I paid
I am now laid
And I recommend to all of my friends that they

 

Stop watching the news!
Because the news contrives to frighten you
To make you feel small and alone
To make you feel that your mind isn't your own

 

Oh time, do as I wish
Time, do as I wish
Oh time, do as I wish
Time, do as I wish
Oh time, do as I wish
Time, do as I wish
Oh time, do as I wish
Do as I wish

 

I spent the day in bed
You can please yourself
But, I spent the day in bed
Pillows like pillars
Life ends in death
So, there's nothing wrong with
Being good to yourself
Be good to yourself for once!

 

And no bus, no boss, no rain, no train
No bus, no boss, no rain, no train
No bus, no boss, no rain, no train
No emasculation, no castration
No highway, freeway, motorway
No bus, no boss, no rain, no train
No bus, no boss, no rain, no train
No bus, no boss, no rain, no train

I'll Try Anything Once

Ten decisions shape your life
You'll be aware of five about
Seven ways to go through school
Either you're noticed or left out
Seven ways to get ahead
Seven reasons to drop out
When I said, "I can see me in your eyes"
You said, "I can see you in my bed"
That's not just friendship, that's romance, too
You like music we can dance to


Sit me down, shut me up
I'll calm down and I'll get along with you


There is a time when we all fail
Some people take it pretty well
Some take it all out on themselves
Some they just take it out on friends
Oh, everybody plays the game
And if you don't you're called insane


Don't, don't, don't, don't, it's not safe no more
I've got to see you one more time
Soon you were born
In 1984


Sit me down, shut me up
I'll calm down and I'll get along with you


Everybody was well dressed
And everybody was a mess
Six things without fail you must do
So that your woman loves just you
Oh, all the girls played mental games
And all the guys were dressed the same

Why not try it all
If you only remember it once?
Oooh ooooooh


Sit me down, shut me up
I'll calm down and I'll get along with you

 

(Ok. One more time.)

Nobody Else Will Be There

You said we're not so tied together
What did you mean?
Meet me in the stairwell in a second
For a glass of gin

 

Nobody else will be there then
Nobody else will be there
Nobody else will be there then
Nobody else will be there

 

Can you remind me the building you live in
I'm on my way
It's getting cold again but New York's gorgeous
It's a subway day

 

Nobody else will be there then
Nobody else will be there
Nobody else will be there then
Nobody else will be there

 

Why are we still out here?
Holding our coats
We look like children
Goodbyes always take us half an hour
Can't we just go home?

 

Hey baby, where were you back then?
When I needed your hand
I thought that when I stuck my neck out
I'd get you out of your shell
My faith is sick and my skin is thin as ever
I need you alone
Goodbyes always take us half an hour
Can't we just go home?

 

Nobody else will be there then
Nobody else will be there
Nobody else will be there then
Nobody else will be there

Love Letter

I hold this letter in my hand
A plea, a petition, a kind of prayer
I hope it does as I have planned
Losing her again is more than I can bear
I kiss the cold, white envelope
I press my lips against her name
Two hundred words. We live in hope
The sky hangs heavy with rain

 

Love Letter Love Letter
Go get her Go get her
Love Letter Love Letter
Go tell her Go tell her

 

A wicked wind whips up the hill
A handful of hopeful words
I love her and I always will
The sky is ready to burst
Said something I did not mean to say
Said something I did not mean to say
Said something I did not mean to say
It all came out the wrong way

 

Love Letter Love letter
Go get her Go get her
Love Letter Love letter
Go tell her Go tell her

 

Rain your kisses down upon me
Rain your kisses down in storms
And for all who'll come before me
In your slowly fading forms
I'm going out of my mind
Will leave me standing in
The rain with a letter and a prayer
Whispered on the wind
Come back to me
Come back to me
O baby please come back to me

Down In The Street Below

Press the doorbell and push the door
Climb the darkened stairwell to the second floor
She'll be waiting for you in her dressing-gown
With the drink she poured you when she heard the sound
Watch the film, eat the food she cooked
Talk of how the film ain't half as good as the book
Kiss her sleepy eyes closed and say "it's time"
To slip beneath the shadows of the bedroom blinds

 

Well it's always a pleasure and never a chore
But you just don't know whether you're doing it for the right reasons
It's cold for the season down in the street below

 

Men and women go about their business
Picking up the last few things for Christmas
Trying not to step upon the pigeons
Praying to the gods of their religions
That they might be spared a little longer
That they might become a little stronger
Down in the street below

 

Everybody's on a secret mission
Everybody's got their own ambitions
They would tell you if they thought you'd listen
They would say how lately they've been wishing
For the chance to meet a handsome stranger
Lead a life of elegance and danger
Down in the street below
Down in the street below

 

Way up high in a phallic tower
You're swimming in a tiny galaxy of stars
Knocking back mojitos at the cocktail bar
Talking 'bout burritos and conceptual art
Your armchair's round and your glass is square
The clientele's straight out of this month's Vanity Fair
Well look around the place, something's not quite right
Yours is the only face that you don't recognize

 

Well it's always a pleasure and never a chore
But you just don't know whether you're doing it for the right reasons
It's cold for the season down in the street below

I'll Still Destroy You

It's so easy to set off
The molecules and the caplets
They all have something against me
Nothing I do makes me feel different

 

This one's like your sister's best friends in a bath calling you to join them
Can't avoid them
This one's like your mother's arms when she was young and sunburned in the '80s
It lasts forever

 

The more level they have me
The more I cannot stand me
I have helpless friendships
And bad taste in liquids

 

This one's like the wilderness without the world
I'm gonna miss those longs nights with the windows open
I keep re-reading the same lines always up at 5am every morning
Like a baby

 

It's just the lights coming on
It's just the lights coming on

 

I have no positions
No point of view or vision
I'm just trying to stay in touch with anything I'm still in touch with

 

The sky's getting white
I can't find a lighter anywhere I'm going crazy
But I'm not crazy
Put your heels against the wall
I swear you got a little bit taller since I saw you
I'll still destroy you

 

It's just the lights coming on
It's just the lights coming on

how do you sleep?

Standing on the shore, facing east
I can't feel you


Standing on the shore, facing east
Your impermanence
You're taking water
Listing lazily out of view


I remember when we were friends
I remember calling you friend


Standing on the shore my ear aimed east
I can't hear you
I can't hear you anymore
I can't hear you
I can't hear you anymore


I still remember
Laughing and fighting
I still remember


Standing on the shore, watching for you
You're painted into a corner
Whatever fits in your pockets; you'll get your due
Just like before
With all the others


You warned me about the cocaine
Then dove straight in
Yeah, you warned me about the cocaine
Then dove straight in


In hiding, where there's more for you
(There's more for you)


Standing on the shore, getting off
You left me here amid the vape clowns
I must admit I missed the mountain
But not so much you


One step forward
One step forward
One step forward
And six steps back
And six steps back
And six steps back
And six steps back
And six steps back
And six steps back
And six steps back
And six steps back


Standing on the floor, facing you
I can't see you, your impermanence
This place is empty
Empty of you


And if I see you, it's like nothing went wrong
Yeah, if we meet again tomorrow, just like nothing went wrong
But they


Erasing our chances just by asking how we sleep


One step forward
One step forward
One step forward
And six steps back

Caetano Veloso - Língua

Gosto de sentir a minha língua roçar a língua de Luís de Camões
Gosto de ser e de estar
E quero me dedicar a criar confusões de prosódias
E uma profusão de paródias
Que encurtem dores
E furtem cores como camaleões
Gosto do Pessoa na pessoa
Da rosa no Rosa
E sei que a poesia está para a prosa
Assim como o amor está para a amizade
E quem há de negar que esta lhe é superior?
E deixe os Portugais morrerem à míngua
Minha pátria é minha língua
Fala Mangueira! Fala!

 

Flor do Lácio Sambódromo Lusamérica latim em pó
O que quer
O que pode esta língua?

 

Vamos atentar para a sintaxe dos paulistas
E o falso inglês relax dos surfistas
Sejamos imperialistas! Cadê? Sejamos imperialistas!
Vamos na velô da dicção choo-choo de Carmem Miranda
E que o Chico Buarque de Holanda nos resgate
E (xeque-mate) explique-nos Luanda
Ouçamos com atenção os deles e os delas da TV Globo
Sejamos o lobo do lobo do homem
Lobo do lobo do lobo do homem
Adoro nomes
Nomes em ã
De coisas como rã e ímã
Ímã ímã ímã ímã ímã ímã ímã ímã
Nomes de nomes
Como Scarlet, Moon, de Chevalier, Glauco Mattoso e Arrigo Barnabé
e Maria da Fé

 

Flor do Lácio Sambódromo Lusamérica latim em pó
O que quer
O que pode esta língua?

 

Se você tem uma idéia incrível é melhor fazer uma canção
Está provado que só é possível filosofar em alemão
Blitz quer dizer corisco
Hollywood quer dizer Azevedo
E o Recôncavo, e o Recôncavo, e o Recôncavo meu medo
A língua é minha pátria
E eu não tenho pátria, tenho mátria
E quero frátria
Poesia concreta, prosa caótica
Ótica futura
Samba-rap, chic-left com banana

 

(Será que ele está no Pão de Açúcar?
Tá craude brô
Você e tu
Lhe amo
Qué queu te faço, nego?
Bote ligeiro!
Ma'de brinquinho, Ricardo!? Teu tio vai ficar desesperado!
Ó Tavinho, põe camisola pra dentro, assim mais pareces um espantalho!
I like to spend some time in Mozambique
Arigatô, arigatô!)

 

Nós canto-falamos como quem inveja negros
Que sofrem horrores no Gueto do Harlem
Livros, discos, vídeos à mancheia
E deixa que digam, que pensem, que falem

Monday mood.

Fitter, happier, more productive
Comfortable
Not drinking too much
Regular exercise at the gym
Three days a week
Getting on better with your associate employee contemporaries
At ease
Eating well
No more microwave dinners and saturated fats
A patient, better driver
A safer car
Baby smiling in back seat
Sleeping well
No bad dreams
No paranoia
Careful to all animals
Never washing spiders down the plughole
Keep in contact with old friends
Enjoy a drink now and then
Will frequently check credit at moral bank
Hole in the wall
Favours for favours
Fond but not in love
Charity standing orders
On Sundays ring road supermarket
No killing moths or putting boiling water on the ants
Car wash
Also on Sundays
No longer afraid of the dark or midday shadows
Nothing so ridiculously teenage and desperate
Nothing so childish
At a better pace
Slower and more calculated
No chance of escape
Now self-employed
Concerned but powerless
An empowered and informed member of society
Pragmatism not idealism
Will not cry in public
Less chance of illness
Tyres that grip in the wet
Shot of baby strapped in back seat
A good memory
Still cries at a good film
Still kisses with saliva
No longer empty and frantic like a cat tied to a stick
That's driven into frozen winter shit
The ability to laugh at weakness
Calm
Fitter, healthier and more productive
A pig in a cage on antibiotics

Judy and the Dream of Horses

Judy wrote the saddest song
She showed it to a boy in school today
Judy, where did you go wrong?
You used to make me smile when I was down
Judy was a teenage rebel
She did it with a boy when she was young
She gave herself to books and learning
She gave herself to being number one
Judy, I don't know you if you're gonna show me everything
Judy, I don't know you if you're gonna show me everything


Judy got a book at school
She went under the covers with her torch
She fell asleep till it was morning
She dreamt about the girl who stole a horse
Judy never felt so good except when she was sleeping
Judy never felt so good except when she was sleeping


Judy, let's go for a walk
We can kiss and do whatever you want
But you will be disappointed
You will fall asleep with ants in your pants
Judy, you're just trying to find and keep the dream of horses
And the song she wrote was Judy and the Dream of Horses
Dream of Horses, Dream of Horses
You dream of horses


The best looking boys are taken
The best looking girls are staying inside
So Judy, where does that leave you?
Walking the street from morning to night
With a star upon your shoulder lighting up the path that you walk
With a parrot on your shoulder, saying everything when you talk
If you're ever feeling blue
Then write another song about your dream of horses
Write a song about your dream of horses
Call it Judy And The Dream Of Horses
Call it Judy And The Dream Of Horses
You dream of horses