Um ínterim de mim

sábado, 18 de setembro de 2010

Transgredir, porém, os meus próprios limites me fascinou de repente.
Clarice Lispector in A hora da estrela

Trilha Sonora

This is my winter song.

December never felt so wrong,

cause youre not where you belong;

inside my arms.

[...]

Is love alive?

♪

Far far, there's this little girl

She was praying for something good to happen to her

From time to time there're colors and shapes

Dazeling her eyes, tickeling her hands

They invent her a new world with

Oil skies and aquarel rivers

But don't you run away already

Please don't go oh oh

♪

Why did I believe that little voice,

That lead me down the path to this bad choice,

Why don't I listen to the angels,

When they sing? (What do you know?)

♪

Fevrale dostat chernil i plakat,

Pisat O Fevrale navsnryd,

Poka grohochushaya slyakot

Vesnoyu charnoyu gorit.

♪

sábado, 18 de setembro de 2010