(Vanessa da Mata featuring Ben Harper)
É só isso
Não tem mais jeito
Acabou, boa sorte
Não tenho o que dizer
São só palavras
E o que eu sinto
Não mudará
Tudo o que quer me dar
É demais
É pesado
Não há paz
Tudo o que quer de mim
Irreais
Expectativas
Desleais
That’s it
There's no way
It's over, Good luck
I have nothing left to say
It’s only words
And what l feel
Won’t change
Tudo o que quer me dar / Everything you want to give me
É demais / It's too much
É pesado / It’s heavy
Não há paz / There is no peace
Tudo o que quer de mim / All you want from me
Irreais / Isn’t real
Expectativas / that Expectations
Desleais
Mesmo, se segure
Quero que se cure
Dessa pessoa
Que o aconselha
Há um desencontro
Veja por esse ponto
Há tantas pessoas especiais
Now even if you hold yourself
I want you to get cured
From this person
Who advises you
There is a disconnection
See through this point of view
There are so many special people in the world
So many special people in the world in the world
All you want
All you want
Tudo o que quer me dar / Everything you want to give me
É demais / It's too much
É pesado / It’s heavy
Não há paz / There's no peace
Tudo o que quer de mim / All you want from me
Irreais / isn’t real
Expectativas / that Expectations
Desleais
Now we're falling, falling, falling , falling into the night, into the night
Falling, falling, falling, falling into the night
Um bom encontro é de dois
Now we're falling, falling, falling , falling into the night, into the night
Falling, falling, falling, falling into the night
Sunday, October 28, 2007
Thursday, October 25, 2007
Hoje é um daqueles dias...
... que só me apetece ir para casa.
- o Sol não brilha o suficiente para dar luz à sala, mas o suficiente para que a bem do planeta não se acenda o segundo conjunto de luzes; a penumbra deprime-me.
- É fim do mês e o carro pede gasolina. Os fornecedores pedem dinheiro. Eu peço dinheiro aos meus clientes. E não há p'ra nada.
- A manhã foi um desperdício de tempo de combinações desmarcadas e planos frustrados.
- Alguém despejou flocos de cereais em cima do meu carro para os passarinhos....
- A humidade achata-me o cabelo, que se cola à cara
- Tenho sono....
... Ainda faltam 3horas p'ra ir p'ra casa....
- o Sol não brilha o suficiente para dar luz à sala, mas o suficiente para que a bem do planeta não se acenda o segundo conjunto de luzes; a penumbra deprime-me.
- É fim do mês e o carro pede gasolina. Os fornecedores pedem dinheiro. Eu peço dinheiro aos meus clientes. E não há p'ra nada.
- A manhã foi um desperdício de tempo de combinações desmarcadas e planos frustrados.
- Alguém despejou flocos de cereais em cima do meu carro para os passarinhos....
- A humidade achata-me o cabelo, que se cola à cara
- Tenho sono....
... Ainda faltam 3horas p'ra ir p'ra casa....
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
Euro English
On the verge of the signing of the new European Treaty - the Lisbon Treaty - not only instituitions will be changed in order to make running the Union easier.
The European Commission has just announced an agreement whereby English will be the official language of the European Union rather than German, which was the other possibility.
As part of the negotiations, the British Government conceded that English spelling had some room for improvement and has accepted a 5- year phase-in plan that would become known as "Euro-English".
In the first year, "s" will replace the soft "c". Sertainly, this will make the sivil servants jump with joy.
The hard "c" will be dropped in favour of "k". This should klear up konfusion, and keyboards kan have one less letter.
There will be growing publik enthusiasm in the sekond year when the troublesome "ph" will be replaced with "f". This will make words like fotograf 20% shorter.
In the 3rd year, publik akseptanse of the new spelling kan be expekted to reach the stage where more komplikated changes are possible.
Governments will enkourage the removal of double letters which have always ben a deterent to akurate speling.
Also, al wil agre that the horibl mes of the silent "e" in the languag is disgrasful and it should go away.
By the 4th yer people wil be reseptiv to steps such as replasing "th" with "z" and "w" with "v".
During ze fifz yer, ze unesesary "o" kan be dropd from vords containing "ou" and after ziz fifz yer, ve vil hav a reil sensi bl rite n styl.
Zer vil be no mor trubl or difikultis and evrivun vil find it ezi tu understand ech oza. Ze drem of a united urop vil finali kum tru.
Und efter ze fifz yer, ve vil al be speking German like zey vunted in ze forst plas.
If zis mad you smil, pleas pas on to oza pepl. ;-)
The European Commission has just announced an agreement whereby English will be the official language of the European Union rather than German, which was the other possibility.
As part of the negotiations, the British Government conceded that English spelling had some room for improvement and has accepted a 5- year phase-in plan that would become known as "Euro-English".
In the first year, "s" will replace the soft "c". Sertainly, this will make the sivil servants jump with joy.
The hard "c" will be dropped in favour of "k". This should klear up konfusion, and keyboards kan have one less letter.
There will be growing publik enthusiasm in the sekond year when the troublesome "ph" will be replaced with "f". This will make words like fotograf 20% shorter.
In the 3rd year, publik akseptanse of the new spelling kan be expekted to reach the stage where more komplikated changes are possible.
Governments will enkourage the removal of double letters which have always ben a deterent to akurate speling.
Also, al wil agre that the horibl mes of the silent "e" in the languag is disgrasful and it should go away.
By the 4th yer people wil be reseptiv to steps such as replasing "th" with "z" and "w" with "v".
During ze fifz yer, ze unesesary "o" kan be dropd from vords containing "ou" and after ziz fifz yer, ve vil hav a reil sensi bl rite n styl.
Zer vil be no mor trubl or difikultis and evrivun vil find it ezi tu understand ech oza. Ze drem of a united urop vil finali kum tru.
Und efter ze fifz yer, ve vil al be speking German like zey vunted in ze forst plas.
If zis mad you smil, pleas pas on to oza pepl. ;-)
Monday, October 22, 2007
Thanks for making me a Fighter
Fighter
Christina Aguilera
After all you put me through
You'd think I'd despise you
But in the end
I wanna thank you 'cause you made that much stronger
Well I thought I knew you, thinkin' that you were true
Guess I, I couldn't trust
called your bluff time is up
'Cause I've had enough
You were there by my side, always down for the ride
But your joy ride just came down in flames
'Cause your greed sold me out in shame, mhm
After all of the stealing and cheating you probably think that
I hold resentment for you
But uh uh, oh no, you're wrong
'Cause if it wasn't for all that you tried to do, I wouldn't know
Just how capable I am to pull through
So I wanna say thank you
'Cause it
Chorus:
Makes me that much stronger
Makes me work a little bit harder
It makes me that much wiser
So thanks for making me a fighter
Made me learn a little bit faster
Made my skin a little bit thicker
Makes me that much smarter
So thanks for making me a fighter
(...)
'Cause if it wasn't for all of your torture
I wouldn't know how to be this way now and never back down
So I wanna say thank you
(...)
How could this man I thought I knew
Turn out to be unjust so cruel
Could only see the good in you
Pretended to not to see the truth
(...)
I am a fighter and I
I ain't goin' stop
There is no turning back
I've had enough
Chorus:
Makes me that much stronger
Makes me work a little bit harder
It makes me that much wiser
So thanks for making me a fighter
Made me learn a little bit faster
Made my skin a little bit thicker
Makes me that much smarter
So thanks for making me a fighter
Thought I would forget, thought I
I remember
Cause I remember
I remember
--
:-)
Christina Aguilera
After all you put me through
You'd think I'd despise you
But in the end
I wanna thank you 'cause you made that much stronger
Well I thought I knew you, thinkin' that you were true
Guess I, I couldn't trust
called your bluff time is up
'Cause I've had enough
You were there by my side, always down for the ride
But your joy ride just came down in flames
'Cause your greed sold me out in shame, mhm
After all of the stealing and cheating you probably think that
I hold resentment for you
But uh uh, oh no, you're wrong
'Cause if it wasn't for all that you tried to do, I wouldn't know
Just how capable I am to pull through
So I wanna say thank you
'Cause it
Chorus:
Makes me that much stronger
Makes me work a little bit harder
It makes me that much wiser
So thanks for making me a fighter
Made me learn a little bit faster
Made my skin a little bit thicker
Makes me that much smarter
So thanks for making me a fighter
(...)
'Cause if it wasn't for all of your torture
I wouldn't know how to be this way now and never back down
So I wanna say thank you
(...)
How could this man I thought I knew
Turn out to be unjust so cruel
Could only see the good in you
Pretended to not to see the truth
(...)
I am a fighter and I
I ain't goin' stop
There is no turning back
I've had enough
Chorus:
Makes me that much stronger
Makes me work a little bit harder
It makes me that much wiser
So thanks for making me a fighter
Made me learn a little bit faster
Made my skin a little bit thicker
Makes me that much smarter
So thanks for making me a fighter
Thought I would forget, thought I
I remember
Cause I remember
I remember
--
:-)
All of Ads!
Who can say they don't like a funny, cool, sexy, silly, kinky or all teh above commercial?
Now there's a new site with tons (well, not yet tons but we're working on it!) of TV commercials at:
We are still working on the features, and gathering cool films - feel free to let us know what would you like to see there! We'll try to get it. But don't forget to visit! :-)
Now there's a new site with tons (well, not yet tons but we're working on it!) of TV commercials at:
We are still working on the features, and gathering cool films - feel free to let us know what would you like to see there! We'll try to get it. But don't forget to visit! :-)
Thursday, October 18, 2007
O "depois"
Há qualquer coisa de excitante no facto de tomarmos a braços uma tarefa grande, de responsabilidade, daquelas que levam um grande planeamento, só com tarefas a cumprir e sem resultados intercalares, cuja soma dos pontos se resume a um resultado que é mostrado num só dia. Os 6 ou mais meses de planeamento e trabalho constante contribuem apenas para o crescendo de expectativa para "aquele(s)" dias em que tudo é concretizado e aí é definido o sucesso (e a validade) de meses de esforço. Nos últimos dias de antecipação, em que tudo se precipita para o final, luta-se com a vontade surda de que tudo passe depressa que bate de frente com o desejo de que haja mais tempo para não termos de correr.
E pronto. Acontece. O resultado é bom (ou excelente, ou bonzinho) e ficamos com a sensação de "pronto, já está! venha o próximo!", a cabeça fervilha ainda, as ideias de melhorar chegam em catadupa e temos a sensação de trabalho cumprido.
Mas ainda não acabou. Depois da festa é preciso arrumar a casa, fazer o relatorio, acertar as contas - tarefa que parece ingloria. O cansaço do "nervoso miudinho" abate-se sobre nós, e enquanto não começa a próxima maratona em força, que nos ocupa de novo a cabeça e o espírito, invade-nos o amargo de boca da "vidinha"...
A adrenalina vai-se. Pergunto-me de manhã, depois de uma noite bem dormida, de onde vieram as olheiras, as manchas na pele, os olhos raiados que durante o "pico de stress" não estavam lá; porque é que agora, que tudo correu bem, depois dos parabéns e dos contactos, não é a satisfação que fica - mas sim um abalo, uma tristeza deslocada, uma sensação de vazio.
Dou por mim com um nó na garganta. Invadem-se pensamentos de tristezas passadas, que não têm nada a ver com o que acabei de viver, penso em erros, nos fracassos, nas situações em que ficou apenas a frustração de não poder reagir. Como se um demónio me espreitasse para me "estragar a festa".
Mas é só hoje. E talvez amanhã.
Hoje ganhei mais uma conferencia :-) 2ª feira começo em força! :-) Ou talvez amanhã :-)
E pronto. Acontece. O resultado é bom (ou excelente, ou bonzinho) e ficamos com a sensação de "pronto, já está! venha o próximo!", a cabeça fervilha ainda, as ideias de melhorar chegam em catadupa e temos a sensação de trabalho cumprido.
Mas ainda não acabou. Depois da festa é preciso arrumar a casa, fazer o relatorio, acertar as contas - tarefa que parece ingloria. O cansaço do "nervoso miudinho" abate-se sobre nós, e enquanto não começa a próxima maratona em força, que nos ocupa de novo a cabeça e o espírito, invade-nos o amargo de boca da "vidinha"...
A adrenalina vai-se. Pergunto-me de manhã, depois de uma noite bem dormida, de onde vieram as olheiras, as manchas na pele, os olhos raiados que durante o "pico de stress" não estavam lá; porque é que agora, que tudo correu bem, depois dos parabéns e dos contactos, não é a satisfação que fica - mas sim um abalo, uma tristeza deslocada, uma sensação de vazio.
Dou por mim com um nó na garganta. Invadem-se pensamentos de tristezas passadas, que não têm nada a ver com o que acabei de viver, penso em erros, nos fracassos, nas situações em que ficou apenas a frustração de não poder reagir. Como se um demónio me espreitasse para me "estragar a festa".
Mas é só hoje. E talvez amanhã.
Hoje ganhei mais uma conferencia :-) 2ª feira começo em força! :-) Ou talvez amanhã :-)
A Cidade Perfeita
- Barcelona é Gaudi e tanta corzinha já enjoa...
- Madrid é giro mas é um deserto...
Mas tinha UMA coisa que me levava lá: Cacao Sampaka!
LISBOA é indiscutivelmente a CIDADE MAIS LINDA!! :-) O Rio, a Luz, as Pessoas, os Supermercados abertos até à meia noite, o tempo MA-RA-VI-LHO-SO!!
E Agora é a CIDADE PERFEITA!! :-D
Cacao Sampaka vai abrir Cá! :-D
- Madrid é giro mas é um deserto...
Mas tinha UMA coisa que me levava lá: Cacao Sampaka!
LISBOA é indiscutivelmente a CIDADE MAIS LINDA!! :-) O Rio, a Luz, as Pessoas, os Supermercados abertos até à meia noite, o tempo MA-RA-VI-LHO-SO!!
E Agora é a CIDADE PERFEITA!! :-D
Cacao Sampaka vai abrir Cá! :-D
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
To my homegirl, M.
History repeats itself. The cycle must be stopped. I think we've done it! :-)
Favourite Game
(the Cardigans)
I don't know what you're looking for
you haven't found it baby, that's for sure
You rip me up and spread me all around
in the dust of the deed of time.
And this is not a case of lust, you see
it's not a matter of you versus of me
It's fine the way you want me on your own
but in the end it's always me alone
And I'm losing my favourite game
you're losing your mind again
I'm losing my baby
losing my favourite game
I only know what I've been working for
another you so I could love you more
I really thought that I could take you there
but my experiment is not getting us anywhere
I had a vision I could turn you right
a stupid mission and a lethal fight
I should have seen it when my hope was new
my heart is black and my body is blue
And I'm losing my favourite game
you're losing your mind again
I'm losing my favourite game
I've tried but you're still the same
I'm losing my baby
you're losing a saviour and a saint
Favourite Game
(the Cardigans)
I don't know what you're looking for
you haven't found it baby, that's for sure
You rip me up and spread me all around
in the dust of the deed of time.
And this is not a case of lust, you see
it's not a matter of you versus of me
It's fine the way you want me on your own
but in the end it's always me alone
And I'm losing my favourite game
you're losing your mind again
I'm losing my baby
losing my favourite game
I only know what I've been working for
another you so I could love you more
I really thought that I could take you there
but my experiment is not getting us anywhere
I had a vision I could turn you right
a stupid mission and a lethal fight
I should have seen it when my hope was new
my heart is black and my body is blue
And I'm losing my favourite game
you're losing your mind again
I'm losing my favourite game
I've tried but you're still the same
I'm losing my baby
you're losing a saviour and a saint
All I can do is...
Try
(Nelly Furtado)
All I know
Is everything is not as it's sold
but the more I grow the less I know
And I have lived so many lives
Though I'm not old
And the more I see, the less I grow
The fewer the seeds the more I sow
Then I see you standing there
Wanting more from me
And all I can do is try
Then I see you standing there
Wanting more from me
And all I can do is try
I wish I hadn't seen all of the realness
And all the real people are really not real at all
The more I learn the more I cry
As I say goodbye to the way of life
I thought I had designed for me
Then I see you standing there
Wanting more from me
And all I can do is try
Then I see you standing there
I'm all I'll ever be
But all I can do is try
Try
All of the moments that already passed
We'll try to go back and make them last
All of the things we want each other to be
We never will be
And that's wonderful, and that's life
And that's you, baby
This is me, baby
And we are, we are, we are, we are
Free In our love
We are free in our love
(Nelly Furtado)
All I know
Is everything is not as it's sold
but the more I grow the less I know
And I have lived so many lives
Though I'm not old
And the more I see, the less I grow
The fewer the seeds the more I sow
Then I see you standing there
Wanting more from me
And all I can do is try
Then I see you standing there
Wanting more from me
And all I can do is try
I wish I hadn't seen all of the realness
And all the real people are really not real at all
The more I learn the more I cry
As I say goodbye to the way of life
I thought I had designed for me
Then I see you standing there
Wanting more from me
And all I can do is try
Then I see you standing there
I'm all I'll ever be
But all I can do is try
Try
All of the moments that already passed
We'll try to go back and make them last
All of the things we want each other to be
We never will be
And that's wonderful, and that's life
And that's you, baby
This is me, baby
And we are, we are, we are, we are
Free In our love
We are free in our love
Tuesday, October 09, 2007
Tuesday, October 02, 2007
...
(...)i've been down so low
people look at me and they know
they can tell something is wrong
like i don't belong
staring through a window
standing outside, they're just too happy to care tonight
i want to be like them
but i'll mess it up again
i tripped on my way in
and got kicked outside, everybody saw...
and i know that it's a wonderful world
but i can't feel it right now
well i thought that i was doing well
but i just want to cry now
well i know that it's a wonderful world
from the sky down to the sea
but i can only see it when you're here, here with me(...)
people look at me and they know
they can tell something is wrong
like i don't belong
staring through a window
standing outside, they're just too happy to care tonight
i want to be like them
but i'll mess it up again
i tripped on my way in
and got kicked outside, everybody saw...
and i know that it's a wonderful world
but i can't feel it right now
well i thought that i was doing well
but i just want to cry now
well i know that it's a wonderful world
from the sky down to the sea
but i can only see it when you're here, here with me(...)
de "Wonderful Worl" - James Morrisson
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