If every angel's terrible

If every angel's terrible
Then why do you welcome them
You provide the birdbath
I provide the skin
And bathing in the moonlight
I'm to tremble like a kitten
If blue eyed babes
Raised as hitler's little brides and sons
They got angelic tendencies
Like some boys tend to act like queens

Oh if every angel's terrible
Then why do you watch her sleep
You love to hear her sing
And wear purple eyes like rings
Well the flowers have no scent
And the child's been miscarried
Oh every angel's terrible
Said freud and rilke all the same
Rimbaud never paid them no mind
But jimmi morrison had his elevators
His elevators
He had his elevator angels
If every angel's terrible
Why do you hide inside her
Like a child in a skirt
The supermarket's loud and bright
And boy don't she feel warm tonight
If every angel's terrible...

CocoRosie

A ceia que eu amassei

E se eu te quisesse cortar às fatias,
Servir-te num prato
Bem recheado de injúrias e mentiras?

E se depois eu te quisesse saborear
Levar-te espetado num garfo
Até à minha boca e engolir-te a seco?

Porque ao jantar descobri as tristezas da vida,
Como as cozinhar bem dentro de mim
E comer, e engordar à custa dessas delicias da alma.

Também és para mim um manjar
Também me fazes engordar de efémeras felicidades
Para depois digerir essa minha incapacidade de te resistir...

You and Me

Sometimes the wind blows
And you and i
Float in loveand kiss forever
In a darkness
And the mysteries of love come clear
And dancein light
In you
In me
And show that we are love.

The Atrocities

God visits all lost souls
To survey the damage
We noticed a bonfire
Burning in his eyes
He whispered"It's the atrocities of your story
Of your story"

God visits all lost souls
To survey the damage
And holding his bleeding heart
A tear comes to his eye
He whispered
"It's the atrocities of History
Of History"

The he falls to the floor
For there's many more tears on the sunrise
And now we must eat those tears
Now we must eat our fill
Of the Atrocities
The Atrocities

Saudade

A noite acabou,
Acabou bem...
Sem catástrofes,
Sem sísmos sentimentais.

Porém, perdi-me
Por entre destroços de angústia.
Perdi-me e a fingir esqueci-me.

Esqueci-me de mim
Esqueci-me do teu verdadeiro ser.
Será que ainda existimos?

Silêncio, a Quimera da Felicidade

Por vezes tenho medo dele…
Tão silencioso,
Tão discreto.

Por vezes sinto-o a escapar-se,
Pela porta do meu quarto…
E pensar que poderá nunca mais voltar…
Que nunca mais o poderei acordar, abraçar, aborrecer…

Nunca mais ver aquela face, aquele corpo,
Sangue do meu sangue.
Partilhámos o mesmo refúgio
O mesmo abismo existencial,
Na mesma placenta,

E o sofrimento dele é silencioso
E o medo de o perder vai se tornando fantasia…

Desejou-me antes de eu existir
Agora só deseja a Quimera da felicidade,
O silêncio.

Yesterday Was a Lie

Yesterday Was a Lie
And you don't know it

What hides inside me

If nothing is so different

Don't close the door

I'm not asking for more

Oh god I'd give my life for you

For just one second that was true

Keep me feeling so brand new

You know why yesterday was a lie

And even when you're sad

I walk away

And even when you're happy

I stay

Did I sale my soul for this feeling

So long ago

Did I give my heart for that waste

At the time

I'm not asking for much

Don't hid me

Then you wonder why my heart

Did I sell my soul for that feeling

You know why yesterday was a lie

I can't keep thinkin' I was right

Don't go...

Télépopmusik

SETUP

-"I want to tell you a story.
-What's your name?
-Is that important?
-Well, no one likes to talk to a face without a name.
-But you're looking at me.
-Yes, but I still don't know who you are!"

Rui Horta

A cadeira partiu-se, mas podes sentar-te nela

Dizias-me o teu nome e eu ficava contente...
Contavas-me uma história e eu sentia me realizada...
Cantavas-me uma música e eu adormecia...

Sem saber o teu nome como poderia escutar a tua história e ouvir a tua música?
Se isso não fosse importante, para quê te conhecer?
Não posso falar contigo sem saber o teu nome...
Não posso te olhar se não tiveres face...

Continuas a olhar-me,
Mas eu continuo sem saber o teu nome,
Continuo sem escutar a tua história,
Continuo sem ouvir a tua música...

Assim, permaneço infeliz,
Permaneço insatisfeita,
Permaneço acordada...

A cadeira partiu-se, mas podes sentar-te nela,
Podes descansar nela...

Qual o teu nome?
Ainda não sei quem és...

Tenho sono.

Natural Born Killer

Já chega de esperar,
Já viveste a tua vida e ficaste na mesma.
Isto é morte certa.
Ou é agora ou quando eu puxar o gatilho.
Inspira este resto de vida.

Vamos na senda da destruição.
E é hoje!
Hoje vou cometer o crime imperfeito,
Talvez consiga esquecer o que provocas em mim...
É inevitável...

Crown Of Love

They say it fades if you let it,love was made to forget it.
I carved your name across my eyelids, you pray for rain I pray for blindness.
If you still want me, please forgive me, the crown of love has fallen from me.
If you still want me, please forgive me, because the spark is not within me.

I snuffed it out before my mom walked in my bedroom.

The only thing that you keep changin'is your name,
My love keeps growin'still the same, just like a cancer, and you won't give me a straight answer!
If you still want me, please forgive me, the crown of love has fallen from me.
If you still want me please forgive me, because your hands are not upon me.

I shrugged them off before my mom walked in my bedroom.

The pains of love, and they keep growin',
In my heart there's flowers growin'on the grave of our old love, since you gave me a straight answer.
If you still want me, please forgive me, the crown of love is not upon me.
If you still want me, please forgive me, cause this crown is not within me.

You've got to be the one,you've got to be the way,
Your name is the only word that I can say...

The Arcade Fire

Love dies...

I bet you wish you knew what time is
And it's clear that you don't understand a love that requires fewer words.
Its been a while since we spoke, but there's still hope.
If we materialise the myth - never trivialise the kiss.
It feels like there's no fire left in our eyes.
And this is how love dies.

Damon Gough

Escadas

Vejo-te

No cimo das escadas

Penso como poderíamos ter colidido

Como cometas.

Degrau a degrau deixamos marcas de insatisfação

Leva-me que eu deixo...vamos voar alto

Nas órbitas do nosso intimo.

Pudera eu dissecar o teu interior,

Asfixiar-te com olhares,

Gelar-te o coração…

Deixa-me levar-te…

Ce sofa rouge

Si j'étais assise dans ce sofa rouge
Que me diriez vous ?
Si j'étais assise dans ce sofa rouge…

Que me diriez vous
Si je vous dis que je ne suis plus heureuse?
Que me diriez vous...

Si j'étais assise dans ce sofa rouge
M’embrasseriez-vous?
Si j'étais assise dans ce sofa rouge…

Si vous m'embrassiez
Me laisseriez vous étre à vous?
Si vous m'embrassiez …

Que me diriez vous
Si j'étais assise dans ce sofa rouge,
Si je vous dis que je ne suis plus heureuse,
Si nous-nous embrassions,
Si vous me laissiez être à vous ?

Que me diriez vou
Si notre amour était ce sofa rouge?

Holding, feeling, touching, dreaming...

Your sweet love, your sweet love
Is holding me, is touching me
Your sweet love, your sweet love
Is watching me, is kissing me

Everytime I see you smile
It makes me hope, and I go wild
Holding, feeling, touching, dreaming

I lay down and think of you
Imagining the things we'll do, the things we'll do...
Your sweet love, your sweet love
Is thrilling me, is still in me
Your sweet love, your sweet love

I know where I would rather be
Because everytime you touch my skin I feel your whole love come in
Holding, feeling, touching, dreaming

I lay down and think of you
Imagining the things we'll do, the things we'll do...
Tour sweet love, your sweet love
Is thrilling me, is still in me
Your sweet love, your sweet love...

Trash Palace