olhar nem sempre é ver
caminhar nem sempre quer dizer em frente
respirar nem sempre quer dizer viver
comer nem sempre quer dizer ter fome
beber nem sempre quer dizer ter sede
(...)
dizer amo-te nem sempre quer dizer amar
como sempre ouvi dizer
palavras leva-as o vento
e que lhe façam bom proveito
[risos] [risos] [risos] [risos] [risos]
e ficam a cada um de nós
os gestos que têm para connosco
os gestos que temos para com os outros
Etiquetas: Marina Romana
I Crave Your Mouth, Your Voice, Your Hair
DON'T GO FAR OFF, NOT EVEN FOR A DAY
Don't go far off, not even for a day, because –
because -- I don't know how to say it: a day is long
and I will be waiting for you, as in an empty station
when the trains are parked off somewhere else, asleep.
Don't leave me, even for an hour, because
then the little drops of anguish will all run together,
the smoke that roams looking for a home will drift
into me, choking my lost heart.
Oh, may your silhouette never dissolve on the beach;
may your eyelids never flutter into the empty distance.
Don't leave me for a second, my dearest,
because in that moment you'll have gone so far
I'll wander mazily over all the earth, asking,
Will you come back? Will you leave me here, dying?
Pablo Neruda
Etiquetas: poesia
Um pássaro pousou no meu sorriso e deixou-o cair e parte incerta. No seu lugar deixou rios, mares, oceanos, uma água que não pára de sair de mim na inconstância das horas que me povoam. Nunca aprendi a nadar e por isso afogo-me nesta água turbulenta, restando-me esbracejar e tentar respirar no pouco espaço que me resta. Procuro um farol das raras vezes que a minha cabeça vem à superfície mas alguém se esqueceu de deixar ali esse farol...
Etiquetas: Marina Romana
I step off the train
I'm walking down your street again
And pass your door
But you don't live there anymore
It's years since you've been there
Now you've disappeared somewhere
Like outer space
You've found some better place
And I miss you-
Like the deserts miss the rain
Could you be dead ?
You always were
Two steps ahead of everyone
We'd walk behind
While you would run
I look up at your house
And I can almost hear you
Shout down to me
Where I always used to be
And I miss you-
Like the deserts miss the rain
Back on the train
I ask
Why did I come again ?
Can I confess
I've been hanging'round
Your old address ?
And the years have proved
To offer nothing
Since you moved
You're long gone
But I can't move on
And I miss you-
Like the deserts miss the rain
Etiquetas: Music and Lyrics
