sábado, fevereiro 02, 2008
sexta-feira, fevereiro 01, 2008
terça-feira, janeiro 29, 2008
A Thousand Crossroads to Somewhere. 04
???Pensando bem, "pourquoi tu m'appelles histoire
alors que j'm'appelle la guerre?" And "who saw you walking
in that sunny morning, on your way from home to school...",
Quem nos ensina a sonhar e querer tão diferente enquanto o tempo passa?
"...who saw you then, would never recognize you now".
And now, and now, and now. "Si j'en crois la poste ce matin,
tu ne reviendras plus." E não voltou mesmo, não voltará.
Never came back, never will. Nie mehr. Nunca mais.
And still you have a name for it, because you still need it.
Do you still need it???
alors que j'm'appelle la guerre?" And "who saw you walking
in that sunny morning, on your way from home to school...",
Quem nos ensina a sonhar e querer tão diferente enquanto o tempo passa?
"...who saw you then, would never recognize you now".
And now, and now, and now. "Si j'en crois la poste ce matin,
tu ne reviendras plus." E não voltou mesmo, não voltará.
Never came back, never will. Nie mehr. Nunca mais.
And still you have a name for it, because you still need it.
Do you still need it???
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segunda-feira, janeiro 28, 2008
A Thousand Crossroads to Somewhere. 01
La belle bohème.
It's like a fire über den tausend Kreuzungen.
Es ist nur ein paar Blicke. Just to stare and
remember those silent streets in a walk back home.
My wandering steps echoing through the late late night.
And the surreal sound of the music box from Vienna.
Es war aber fantastisch!
(Danke Lehmie.)
270108Es ist nur ein paar Blicke. Just to stare and
remember those silent streets in a walk back home.
My wandering steps echoing through the late late night.
And the surreal sound of the music box from Vienna.
Es war aber fantastisch!
(Danke Lehmie.)






















