terça-feira, 8 de novembro de 2011

sobre Uma faca só lâmina (ou serventia das ideias fixas)
de João Cabral de Melo Neto

sexta-feira, 4 de novembro de 2011

Hold my hand, my heart is a missing plane
it flies away, babe
it fears not to stay
longer, a spring will bloom and fade

(to blossom dreams in colors, life in days)

I want you to know
it doesn't really matter what they say

Hold me tight, our love is a safe bay

I've sailed night and day
it felt dark and cold, just to say
but there was you, dear
a clear sky above my way

(blue as the sea, when it smiles and waves away)

You've been lost, babe, I can tell
your eyes 'came pale, your voice so gray
but now it's all changed, babe, we've flown and made
take my word when I say, I'm here to stay

Hold my hand, love, together we must leave this shade