Mamma Said

Mama, she has taught me well
Told me when I was young
"Son, your life's an open book
Don't close it 'fore its done"
"The brightest flame burns quickest
"That's what I heard her say
A son's heart's owned to mother
But I must find my way

Let my heart go
Let your son grow
Mama, let my heart go
Let this heart be still
Yeah, still

Rebel, my new last name
Wild blood in my veins
Apron strings around my neck
The mark that still remains

Left home at an early age
Of what I heard was wrong
I never asked forgiveness
But what i said is done

Let my heart go
Let your son grow
Mama, let my heart go
Let this heart be still

Never I ask of you
But never I gave
But you gave me your emptiness
l now take to my grave
Never I ask of you
But never I gave
But you gave me your emptiness
I now take to my grave
So let this heart be still

Mama, now I'm coming home
I'm not all you wished of me
But a mother's love for her son
Unspoken, help me be
I took your love for granted
And all the things you said to me
I need our arms to welcome me
But a cold stone's all I see

Let my heart go
Let your son grow
Mama, let my heart go
Let this heart be still
Let my heart go
Mama, let my heart go
You never let my heart go
So let this heart be still
Never I ask of you
But never I gave
But you gave me your emptiness
l now take to my grave
Never I ask of you
But never I gave
But you gave me your emptiness
I now take to my grave
So let this heart be still


Metallica, “Load”, 1996

Mais uma do álbum "Load", que tanta polémica criou quando saiu, e que tanto foi criticado pelo fâs. Para mim, sempre foi um álbum excelente, e esta música é apenas um dos muitos exemplos disso.

King Nothing

Wish I may

Wish I might

Have this wish tonightAre you satisfied?

Dig for gold

Dig for fame

You dig to make your name

Are you pacified?

All the wants you waste

All the things you've chased

And it all crashes down

And you break your crown

And you point your finger,

but there's no one around

Just want one thing,

just to play the King

But the castle crumbled and you're left with just a name

Where's your crown, King Nothing?

Where's your crown? Hard and cold

Bought and sold

A heart as hard as gold

Yeah! Are you satisfied?

Wish I might, Wish I may

You wish your life away

Are you pacified?

All the wants you waste

All the things you've chased

Then it all crashes down

And you break your crown

And you point your finger, but there's no one around

Just want one thing.

just to play the King

But the castle crumbled and you're left with just a name

Where's your crown, King Nothing?

Where's your crown? Huh!

Wish I may, wish I might

Have this wish, I wish tonight

I want that star, I want it now

I want it all and I don't care how

Careful what you wish

Careful what you say

Careful what you wish you may regret it

Careful what you wish you just might get it

Then it all crashes down

And you break your crown

And you point your finger, but there's no one around

Just want one thing, just to play the King

But the castle crumbled and you're left with just a name

Where's your crown, King Nothing?

Where's your crown?

Oh, You're just nothing

Where's your crown King Nothing?

Oh, you're just nothing

Absolutely nothing

Off to never, never land

Metallica, “Load”, 1996

Respirando ainda as novidades dos Metallica, vi este vídeo no outro dia na televisão e fiquei surpreendida, porque nunca o tinha visto, apesar de conhecer a música. Não podia deixar de postar. Genial como sempre!

Broken

I wanted you to know

I love the way you laugh

I wanna hold you high and steal your pain away

I keep your photograph; I know it serves me well

I wanna hold you high and steal your pain

‘Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome

And I don't feel right when you're gone away

You´ve gone away You don´t feel me here, anymore

The worst is over now and we can breathe again

I wanna hold you high, you steal my pain away

There's so much left to learn, and no one left to fight

I wanna hold you high and steal your pain

‘Cause I'm broken when I'm open

And I don't feel like I am strong enough

‘Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome

And I don't feel right when you're gone away

‘Cause I'm broken when I'm open

And I don't feel like I am strong enough

‘Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome

And I don't feel right when you're gone away

You´ve gone away
You don´t feel me here, anymore


Seether, “Disclaimer II”, 2004

Grande música, excelente vídeo!

Nem um dia

Um dia frio
Um bom lugar p’ra ler um livro
E o pensamento lá em você,
Eu sem você não vivo
Um dia triste
Toda fragilidade incide
E o pensamento lá em você,
E tudo me divide

Longe da felicidade
E todas as suas luzes
Te desejo como ao ar
Mais que tudo,
És manhã na natureza das flores
Mesmo por toda riqueza
Dos Sheiks árabes
Não te esquecerei um dia,
Nem um dia
Espero com a força do pensamento
Recriar a luz que me trará você.

E tudo nascerá mais belo,
O verde faz do azul com o amarelo
O elo com todas as cores
P’ra enfeitar amores gris.

Djavan, “Malásia”, 1998


All the good memories and all the wrong reasons...

The day that never comes

Ora aí está... o mais recente avanço para o novo álbum dos Metallica "Death Magnetic", com estreia mundial marcada para o próximo dia 12 de Setembro.

Até lá deliciemo-nos com mais esta obra dos mestres.... BRUTAL!!!!

You don't know me

You give your hand to me
Then you say hello
I can hardly speak
My heart is beating so

And anyone can tell
You think you know me well
But you don't know me

No, you don't know the one
Who dreams of you at night
And longs to kiss your lips
And longs to hold you tight
Oh I'm just a friend
That's all I've ever been
'Cause you don't know me

For I never knew
The art of making love
Though my heart aches
With love for you
Afraid and shy
I've let my chance go by
The chance that you might
Love me, too

You give your hand to me
And then you say good-byeI
watch you walk away
Beside the lucky guy
You'll never know
The one who loves you so
Well, you don't know me

For I never knew
The art of making love
Though my heart aches
With love for you
Afraid and shy
I've let my chance go by
The chance that you might
Love me, too

You give your hand to me
Then you say good-bye
I watch you walk away
Beside the lucky guy
Ooh, you'll never ever know
The one who loves you so
You don't know me

You never know the
The one who loves you so,
Well, you don't know me

Michael Buble, “It’s Time”, 2005


Descobri que estou apaixonada pelo Michael Buble... Esta podia ter sido escrita para mim...