Vai melhorando :)

And now for something completely different, consegui pela primeira vez ser escorraçado, como Irmin dos Queruscos após ter passado os Romanos a ferro, e sabe-me bem!

Que me perdoem o pontual downgrade ao conteúdo desta pacata cabana, mas...

SATORI, VAI LEVAR NA BILHA!

The Noose

So glad to see you have overcome them.
Completely silent now
With heaven's help
You cast your demons out
And not to pull your halo down
Around your neck and tug you off your cloud
But I'm more than just a little curious
How you're planning to go about
Making your amends to the dead
To the dead

Recall the deeds as if
They're all someone else's
Atrocious stories
Now you stand reborn before us all
So glad to see you well

And not to pull your halo down
Around your neck and tug you to the ground
But I'm more than just a little curious
How you're planning to go about
Making your amends to the dead
To the dead

With your halo slipping down
Your halo slipping
Your halo slipping down
Your halo slipping down
Your halo slipping down [repeated]

Your halo slipping down to choke you now

- Keenan / APC


(porque exististe e o círculo é outro eu)

EVEN NATURE GIVES YOU NO CHOICE

When you have seen a cloud
in the lap of a pond;
and the moon
between the waterlilies;
inevitably you are at the mercy
of your own soul.

What is this sound that wakens me at night?

It is biology, it calls out its rights.
At night you can hear it more
clearly, when the
sociologists are sleeping.

- Eeva Kilpi

eco para o teu farol (mnemosyne)

Let me fold something white
as a rose to you
longing like me

The paper leaps up
ready for the next slice

I maintain
there is nothing of penance in this
that I'm not just up for anything

What is written will avenge itself
will grow smaller and smaller
a trivial stain in the end to our eyes

Hahaha
the night of the knives
more than small lies

take care of the dreams
white beasts may have:

Trembly impossible longing
lacerated beauty
the kind we see in one another

breath icing-up on its way away
it can just as well be
in this night of tales

- Lene Henningsen

Who has claim?

Nobody has claim.

All have claim.

And all are to blame. Starting with the anachronical fanatics.

One day, one.

"Those who are slow to know suppose that slowness is the essence of knowledge."
- Friedrich Nietzsche

O teu nome de deusa.

Drumskins.

On a grotto wall a reminder of winter;

Eallin
Life
Eternal

A circle within-

Engenho, como um esticar de sóis

A lombada, sinal

Estepe...

A concha é uma traineira roxa com homens à faina.

Vens na espuma oleada promessa das brasas.

És muito. Como tens lugar ao tempo?

É o som.

Harmónica tu fazes aldeia colecção caruma.

Quantas pedras saltaram pelo rio fora pela tua mão apavorada?

Sem saber onde estás tive vontade de te despir a alma num abraço que não se findava na epiderme.

Tu, de repente, vieste e eu em ti.

Não havia lei alguma.

Tem que ser.

we shall no more

we shall no more forebode the sea
not even recall the troubled salt
of mouths over this face, a twin with our
covering mask

insane ashen bird soaring through thin air
and the lucent froth of blinding meteors
the sleepless city's throbbing foundations

we will no more be mirrored in unspent motions
nor in the dawn-pouring tongue's derangement
and nomads we will travel, on beyond the blood
afloat in a dark dream
bodies aflame entwined
consumed creating unsuspicious constellations
lumbering
across centuries returning
intact to the first void

- Al Berto (trad. minha)

E tu, tu és o ícone da alvorada cujas mãos entrelaçadas nas minhas reforçam as palavras do outro, o abraço dos amantes contra a certeza da morte. Hei-de ver-te obstáculo ao luar no nosso quarto por entre dedos sedentos, paixão e palavra e centelha. Mulher desígnio incipiente no rumo da própria palavra.

Thank you, my good friend in Slovenija, and though I know this bottle differs from either one you sent, I dare not scan any of them for fear of damaging them. The contents are maturing for ever and merry ever in the blood that drives these hands.

I'm gonna pull you in close
I'm gonna wrap you up tight
I'm gonna play with the braids that you came here with tonight
I'm gonna hold your face, and toast the snow that fell
Cuz friends don't waste wine when there's words to sell

I feel like love is in the kitchen with a culinary eye
I think he's making something special
And I'm smart enough to try
If you don't trust yourself for at least one minute each day,
Well you should trust in this, girl, cuz loving is coming our way.

If you can fix me up we'll go a long way
If you can fix me up, girl, we'll go a long way.

(Take my love in real small doses.)

I will stand by all this drinking if it helps me through these days
It takes a long time just to get this all straight.
I'll showcase on Route 7 when I find the right place
It takes a long time just to get this all straight
In my mind, this is my free-time
Cuz friends don't waste wine when there's words to sell.

(Take my love in real small doses)

I will stand by all this drinking if it helps me through these days
But I've spent a long time corresponding in my own way.
I'll showcase on Route 7 when I find the right place
But it takes a long time just to get this all straight
In my mind, this is my free time...

To let it all away
Spend it all today
Spend it all today
It took time then I found you.

http://www.physics.byu.edu/research/energy/htm7.html