...Que minha solidão me sirva de companhia. que eu tenha a coragem de me enfrentar. que eu saiba ficar com o nada e mesmo assim me sentir como se estivesse plena de tudo.
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Monday, December 28, 2009
Something For Nothing
(Rush)
Waiting for the winds of change
To sweep the clouds away
Waiting for the rainbow's end
To cast its gold your way
Countless ways
You pass the days
Waiting for someone to call
And turn your world around
Looking for an answer
To the question you have found
Looking for
An open door
You don't get something for nothing
You can't have freedom for free
You won't get wise
With the sleep still in your eyes
No matter what your dreams might be
What you own is your own kingdom
What you do is your own glory
What you love is your own power
What you live is your own story
In your head is the answer
Let it guide you along
Let your heart be the anchor
And the beat of your own song
You don't get something for nothing
You can't have freedom for free
You won't get wise
With the sleep still in your eyes
No matter what your dreams might be
Waiting for the winds of change
To sweep the clouds away
Waiting for the rainbow's end
To cast its gold your way
Countless ways
You pass the days
Waiting for someone to call
And turn your world around
Looking for an answer
To the question you have found
Looking for
An open door
You don't get something for nothing
You can't have freedom for free
You won't get wise
With the sleep still in your eyes
No matter what your dreams might be
What you own is your own kingdom
What you do is your own glory
What you love is your own power
What you live is your own story
In your head is the answer
Let it guide you along
Let your heart be the anchor
And the beat of your own song
You don't get something for nothing
You can't have freedom for free
You won't get wise
With the sleep still in your eyes
No matter what your dreams might be
Sunday, December 27, 2009
I loved and I lost
I loved and I lost,
And I loved and I lost.
Perhaps my love was not strong.
To hold together the bond
I tried to fortify,
But to my most dreaded imagination,
It never stood with me, but always walked by,
Leaving me to ponder upon the reasons why?
Although I could find none,
Yet Love, I could not find one.
I loved with all my heart,
And I surrendered in my soul.
Yet loved always evaded,
To alight me with its toll
Oft I had heard, that love makes life live,
But I lived without.
mantra de fim de ano
Sem arrependimentos... Crescimento. Se dê um crédito. Todo mundo é diferente. A opinião deles sobre você talvez não seja correta. Isso realmente importa? Quem importa? Você! Quem você ama? O que você sabe que ninguém mais sabe? Aproveite a chance. Fale. Escute. Chore. Você sabe rir. Faça de você uma idiota. Honestidade. Aproveite os altos e aprecie os baixos. Aprenda. Aprenda sobre você. Fique atenta. Paciência. Seja positiva. Seja esperançosa. Jamais permita que alguém destrua quem você é ou as coisas em que acredita. Esteja aberta para mudança e evolução. Aceite. Alcance. Faça perguntas.Escute as respostas. Elas estão corretas? Viva o momento mas antecipe o futuro. Um bom futuro. Você merece. Trabalhe duro. Não pare. Admita fraqueza... suas forças falarão por elas próprias. Use seus talentos. Sim, você tem talentos. Perdoe. Deixe passar. Engula seu orgulho, mas cuspa depois para ter certeza de que ainda está intacto. Seja gentil. Forte. Beije. Beijar é maravilhoso. Matenha uma promessa. Supere um medo. Não seja perfeita, seja excelente. Hesite. Balanceie. Seja grata. Seja real. Nunca desista. Não tenha medo.
Saturday, December 26, 2009
Why Blame The Rains
Stranger, you persist in your
Pursuit of the rain, though its fault
Was only that at midnight plus four
Hours it aroused a dream. A pinch of salt
Is needed to wash down and accept
What you say. Are the innocent drops
To blame, when they just your hair wet,
Turned you prettier than the night. Props
They were, as also the dark,sullen night,
Viola played by crickets, the melting moon,
Your white veil, blushing dreams, the plight
Of a racing heart, the screen beeping too soon.
No, it was poetry that was the real culprit,
For mere mortals like us a blessing unfit.
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Young Lust
(Pink Floyd)
I am just a new boy
Stranger in this town
Where are all the good times?
Who's gonna show this stranger around?
Ooooo I need a dirty woman
Ooooo I need a dirty girl
Will some woman in this desert land
Make me feel like a real man?
Take this rock n roll refugee
Ooo Babe, set me free
Ooooo I need a dirty woman
Ooooo I need a dirty girl
Ooooo I need a dirty woman
Ooooo I need a dirty girl
Nostalgia
Tender
(Blur)
Tender is the night
Lying by your side
Tender is the touch
Of someone that you love too much
Tender is the day
The demons go away
Lord I need to find
Someone who can heal my mind
Come on, Come on, Come on
Get through it
Come on, Come on, Come on
Love's the greatest thing
Come on, Come on, Come on
Get through it
Come on, Come on, Come on
Love's the greatest thing
That we have
I'm waiting for that feeling
I'm Waiting for that feeling
Waiting for that feeling to come
Oh my baby
Oh my baby
Oh why
Oh my
Tender is the ghost
The ghost I love the most
Hiding from the sun
Waiting for the night to come
Tender is my heart
I'm screwing up my life
Lord I need to find
Someone who can heal my mind
Come on, Come on, Come on
Get through it
Come on, Come on, Come on
Love's the greatest thing
Come on, Come on, Come on
Get through it
Come on, Come on, Come on
Love's the greatest thing
That we have
I'm waiting for that feeling
I'm Waiting for that feeling
Waiting for that feeling to come
Oh my baby
Oh my baby
Oh why
Oh my
Come on, Come on, Come on
Get through it
Come on, Come on, Come on
Love's the greatest thing
Come on, Come on, Come on
Get through it
Come on, Come on, Come on
Love's the greatest thing
That we have
I'm waiting for that feeling
I'm Waiting for that feeling
Waiting for that feeling to come
Oh my baby
Oh my baby
Oh why
Oh my
Tender is the night
Lying by your side
Tender is the touch
Of someone that you love too much
Tender is my heart you know
I'm screwing up my life
Oh Lord I need to find
Someone who can heal my mind
Come on, Come on, Come on
Get through it
Come on, Come on, Come on
Love's the greatest thing
Come on, Come on, Come on
Get through it
Come on, Come on, Come on
Love's the greatest thing
That we have
I'm waiting for that feeling
I'm Waiting for that feeling
Waiting for that feeling to come
Oh my baby
Oh my baby
Oh why
Oh my
Monday, December 21, 2009
Saturday, December 19, 2009
Animate
(Rush)
Polarize me
Sensitize me
Criticize me
Civilize me
Compensate me
Animate me
Complicate me
Elevate me
Goddess in my garden
Sister in my soul
Angel in my armor
Actress in my role
Daughter of a demon lover
Empress of the hidden face
Priestess of the pagan mother
Ancient queen of inner space
Spirit in my psyche
Double in my role
Alter in my image
Struggle for control
Mistress of the dark unconscious
Mermaid of the lunar sea
Daughter of the great enchantress
Sister to the boy inside of me
My counterpart, my foolish heart
A man must learn to rule his tender part
A warming trend, a gentle friend
A man must build a fortress to defend
A secret face, a touch of grace
A man must learn to give a little space
A peaceful state, a submissive trait
A man must learn to gently dominate
Polarize me
Sensitize me
Criticize me
Civilize me
Compensate me
Animate me
Complicate me
Elevate me
Friday, December 18, 2009
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Oração do Tradutor
Wordfast nosso que estás no céu
Santificado seja o vosso glossário,
Venha a nós o vosso termo,
Seja feita a nossa revisão
No segmento e no arquivo limpo.
O cliente nosso de cada dia
nos dai hoje,
Perdoai as nossas ofensas ortográficas,
Assim como nós perdoamos os textos mal escritos.
Não nos deixei cair em tentação
de usar o tradutor automático
E livrai-nos de todo trabalho in engrish.
AMÉM!
Santificado seja o vosso glossário,
Venha a nós o vosso termo,
Seja feita a nossa revisão
No segmento e no arquivo limpo.
O cliente nosso de cada dia
nos dai hoje,
Perdoai as nossas ofensas ortográficas,
Assim como nós perdoamos os textos mal escritos.
Não nos deixei cair em tentação
de usar o tradutor automático
E livrai-nos de todo trabalho in engrish.
AMÉM!
Monday, December 14, 2009
Monday, December 07, 2009
Now and Then
Blackmore's Night
But that's why you couldn't stay
Too many ghosts, too many haunted dreams
Beside you were built to find your own way...
But after all these years, I thought we'd still hold on
But when I reach for you and search your eyes
I see you've already gone...
That's OK
I'll be fine
I've got myself, I'll heal in time
But when you leave just remember what we had...
There's more to life than just you
I may cry but I'll make it through
And I know that the sun will shine again
Though I may think of you now and then...
Can't do a thing with ashes
But throw them to the wind...
Though this heart may be in pieces now
You know I'll build it up again and
I'll come back stronger than I ever did before
Just don't turn around when you walk out that door...
That's OK
I'll be fine
I've got myself, I'll heal in time
And even though our stories at the end
I still may think of you now and then...
There's more to life than just you
I may cry but I'll make it through
And I know that the sun will shine again
Though I may think of you now and then...
Can't do a thing with ashes
But throw them to the wind...
Though this heart may be in pieces now
You know I'll build it up again and
I'll come back stronger than I ever did before
Just don't turn around when you walk out that door...
That's OK
I'll be fine
I've got myself, I'll heal in time
And even though our stories at the end
I still may think of you now and then...
Copo Vazio
Gilberto Gil
É sempre bom lembrar
Que um copo vazio
Está cheio de ar.
É sempre bom lembrar
Que o ar sombrio de um rosto
Está cheio de um ar vazio,
Vazio daquilo que no ar do copo
Ocupa um lugar.
É sempre bom lembrar,
Guardar de cor que o ar vazio
De um rosto sombrio está cheio de dor.
É sempre bom lembrar
Que um copo vazio
Está cheio de ar.
Que o ar no copo ocupa o lugar do vinho,
Que o vinho busca ocupar o lugar da dor.
Que a dor ocupa metade da verdade,
A verdadeira natureza interior.
Uma metade cheia, uma metade vazia.
Uma metade tristeza, uma metade alegria.
A magia da verdade inteira, todo poderoso amor!
A magia da verdade inteira, todo poderoso amor!
É sempre bom lembrar
Que um copo vazio
Está cheio de ar.
Tuesday, December 01, 2009
Tradutor é suprassumo da nata, é?
Então, pense nisso.
- Tradutor trabalha em horários estranhos. As putas também
- Tradutor é pago para fazer o cliente feliz. As putas também.
- Trabalho de tradutor não tem expediente. O das putas também não tem.
- Tradutor é mais produtivo à noite. As putas também.
- Os amigos do tradutor se distanciam dele e tradutor só anda com outros iguais a ele. As putas também.
- Quando o tradutor vai ao encontro do cliente, precisa estar apresentável, mas quando volta, parece que saiu do inferno. As putas também.
- O cliente sempre quer pagar menos e quer que o tradutor faça maravilhas. O das putas também.
- Quando perguntam ao tradutor em que ele trabalha, ele tem dificuldade de explicar. As putas também.
- Se as coisas dão errado, a culpa é sempre do tradutor. Das putas também.
- Todo dia o tradutor acorda e diz: NÃO VOU PASSAR O RESTO DOS MEUS DIAS FAZENDO ISSO. As putas também.
PORÉM
- Tradutor gosta. Já as putas...
Donde se conclui que...
... nós temos um "puta" trabalho e somos felizes! :D
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