December 2010
If you read this line, remember not the hand that wrote it Remember only the verse, songmaker’s cry, the one without tears For I’ve given this its strength and it has become my only strength. Comforting home, mother’s lap, chance for immortality Where being wanted became a thrill I never knew The sweet piano writing down my life Teach me passion for I fear it’s gone Show me...
If you read this line, remember not the hand that wrote it Remember only the verse, songmaker’s cry, the one without tears For I’ve given this its strength and it has become my only strength. Comforting home, mother’s lap, chance for immortality Where being wanted became a thrill I never knew The sweet piano writing down my life Teach me passion for I fear it’s gone Show me...
“Giving up smoking is the easiest thing in the world. I know because I’ve done it thousands of times.”
Mark Twain
Honey scars I’ll keep you near Our blood is gold nothing to fear We killed the time and I love you dear A kiss of wine we’ll disappear
Sem a loucura que é o homem Mais que a besta sadia, Cadáver adiado que procria?
Fernando Pessoa
Sem a loucura que é o homem Mais que a besta sadia, Cadáver adiado que procria?
Fernando Pessoa
“Giving up smoking is the easiest thing in the world. I know because I’ve done it thousands of times.”
Mark Twain
Tolerate my jealousy, recognize the desperate need
Janitor of lunacy, identify my destiny
Revive the living dream
Forgive their begging scream
Seal the giving of their seed, disease the breathing grief
Sorrow flow through me, tiny waves of shivers Corny movies make me reminisce They break me down easy on this generic love shit
Life is too short to drink bad wine.
This is how it works You’re young until you’re not You love until you don’t You try until you can’t You laugh until you cry You cry until you laugh And everyone must breathe Until their dying breath
Regina Spektor
“Acendo um cigarro ao pensar em escrevê-los
E saboreio no cigarro a libertação...”
– Álvaro de Campos
