Remember the time

Do you remember
When we fell in love
We were so young and innocent then
Do you remember
How it all began
It just seemed like heaven so why did it end?

Do you remember
Back in the fall
We'd be together all day long
Do you remember
Us holding hands
In each other's eyes we'd stare
(Tell me)

Do you remember the time
When we fell in love
Do you remember the time
When we first met
Do you remember the time
When we fell in love
Do you remember the time

Do you remember
How we used to talk
(Ya know)
We'd stay on the phone at night till dawn
Do you remember
All the things we said like
I love you so I'll never let you go

Do you remember
Back in the Spring
Every morning birds would sing
Do you remember
Those special times
They'll just go on and on
In the back of my mind

Do you remember the time
When we fell in love
Do you remember the time
When we first met girl
Do you remember the time
When we fell in love
Do you remember the time

Those sweet memories
Will always be dear to me
And girl no matter what was said
I will never forget what we had
Now baby!

Do you remember the time
When we fell in love
Do you remember the time
When we first met
Do you remember the time
When we fell in love
Do you remember the time

Do you remember the time
When we fell in love
Do you remember the time
When we first met
Do you remember the time
When we fell in love
Do you remember the time

Remember the times
Ooh
Remember the times
Do you remember girl
Remember the times
On the phone you and me
Remember the times
Till dawn, two or three
What about us girl

Remember the times
Do you, do you, do you, do you, do you
Remember the times
In the park, on the beach
Remember the times
You and me in Spain
Remember the times
What about, what about...

Remember the times
Ooh...in the park
Remember the times
After dark...Do you, do you, do you
Remember the times
Do you, do you, do you, do you
Remember the times
Yeah yeah

Michael Jackson, “Dangerous”, 1991

Em memória de um dos maiores artistas de sempre, desaparecido ontem, aqui fica uma das minhas músicas favoritas.

Gaivota

Se uma gaivota viesse
Trazer-me o céu de lisboa
No desenho que fizesse,
Nesse céu onde o olhar
É uma asa que não voa,
Esmorece e cai no mar.

Que perfeito coração
No meu peito bateria,
Meu amor na tua mão,
Nessa mão onde cabia
Perfeito o meu coração.

Se um português marinheiro,
Dos sete mares andarilho,
Fosse quem sabe o primeiro
A contar-me o que inventasse,
Se um olhar de novo brilho
No meu olhar se enlaçasse.

Que perfeito coração
No meu peito bateria,
Meu amor na tua mão,
Nessa mão onde cabia
Perfeito o meu coração.

Se ao dizer adeus à vida
As aves todas do céu,
Me dessem na despedida
O teu olhar derradeiro,
Esse olhar que era só teu,
Amor que foste o primeiro.

Que perfeito coração
Morreria no meu peito,
Meu amor na tua mão,
Nessa mão onde perfeito
Bateu o meu coração.


Uma das mais geniais ideias musicais dos últimos tempos no nosso país cinzento, um projecto tão absolutamente brilhante, que chega a ser comovente. Adoro o vídeo, é perfeito.

Can't change me

She can do anything at all
About anything she pleases
If I were to change what she thinks is wrong
What could she want with me?
But wait just one minute here
I can see that she's trying to read me

Suddenly I know
She's going to change the world
But she can't change me
No she can't change me

She has the daylight at her command
She gives the night its dreams
She can uncover your darkest fear
And make you forget you feel it
But wait just one minute more
I can see that she's trying to free me

Suddenly I know
She's going to change the world
But she can't change me
Suddenly I can see everything that's wrong with me
But what can I do?
I'm the only thing I really have at all
But wait just one minute here
I can see that she's trying to need me

Suddenly I know
She's going to change the world
But she can't change me
No she can't change me

Chris Cornell, “Euphoria Morning”, 1999

* Recordação do ano de 1999, uma das minhas músicas favoritas do Chris Cornell, com a participação da modelo portguesa Ana Cristina Oliveira.

Choose Love

I choose to hide
But I look for you all the time
I choose to run
But I'm begging for you to come
I wanna break
But I know that you can take
I stay a while
To be sure that you're by my side

Oh, oh
Don't look at me, just look inside
'Cause I can go through
Tell me, are you goin' tired
Of what I don't do
I wanna see, I wanna fight
'Cause I don't feel scared
Honey, if you care

I choose to find
Things that you left behind
I choose to stare
But I can take you anywhere
I wanna stay
But my soul leaves you anyway
Can close the door
And love, could you give me more

Don't look at me, just look inside
'Cause I can go through
Tell me, are you goin' tired
Of what I don't do
I wanna see, I wanna fight
'Cause I don't feel scared
Honey, if you care

Choose love, choose love, love
Choose love, choose love,

Don't wanna hear, I wanna fight
'Cause this time I won't be wrong
And I can waste this precious time
Asking where do I belong
So let me know your love is real
'Cause this time you won't control
Tell me please, what do you feel
Do I have to save your soul

Choose love, choose love, love
Choose love, choose love


Rita Redshoes, "Golden Era", 2008


*Na minha opinião, uma música super bem conseguida e uma cantora que é quase a versão feminina do David Fonseca! Gosto!

Walking on a Dream

Walking on a dream

How can I explain

Talking to myself

Will I see again

We are always running for the thrill of it thrill of it

Always pushing up the hill searching for the thrill of it

On and on and on we are calling out and out again

Never looking down I’m just in awe of what’s in front of me

Is it real now

when two people become one

I can feel it

When two people become one

Thought I’d never see

The love you found in me

Now it’s changing all the time

Living in a rhythm where the minutes working overtime

Catch me I’m falling down

Catch me I’m falling down

Don’t stop just keep going on

I’m your shoulder lean upon

So come on deliver from inside

All we got is tonight that is right till first light


Empire of the sun, "Walking on a Dream"2008

Não consegui resistir a esta música porque me levou de novo para os (belos) anos 80, num misto de "A Flock of Seagulls" com "Alphaville"... Gostei!

Wrong

I was born with the wrong sign
In the wrong house
With the wrong ascendancy
I took the wrong road
That led to the wrong tendencies
I was in the wrong place at the wrong time
For the wrong reason and the wrong rhyme
On the wrong day of the wrong week
I used the wrong method with the wrong technique
Wrong
Wrong

There's something wrong with me
Cannot be something wrong with me
Inherently
The wrong mix in the wrong genes
I reached the wrong ends by the wrong means
It was the wrong plan
In the wrong hands
With the wrong theory for the wrong man
The wrong lies, on the wrong vibes
The wrong questions with the wrong replies
Wrong
Wrong

I was marching to the wrong drum
With the wrong scum
Pissing out the wrong energy
Using all the wrong lines
And the wrong signs
With the wrong intensity
I was on the wrong page of the wrong book
With the wrong rendition of the wrong hook
Made the wrong move, every wrong night
With the wrong tune played till it sounded right yah
Wrong
Wrong

Wrong

I was born with the wrong sign
In the wrong house
With the wrong ascendancy
I took the wrong road
That led to the wrong tendencies
I was in the wrong place at the wrong time
For the wrong reason and the wrong rhyme
On the wrong day of the wrong week
I used the wrong method with the wrong technique

Depeche Mode, "Sounds of the Universe"


* Aqui fica o mais recente single do novo álbum dos Depeche Mode, a ser editado em Abril. A julgar por esta amostra, promete...
(dia 11 de Julho no Porto, lá estarei!)

Os Búzios

Havia a solidão da prece num olhar triste

Como se os seus olhos fossem as portas de pranto

Sinal da cruz que persiste, os dedos contra o quebranto

E os búzios que a velha lançava sobre um velho manto

Há espera está um grande amor, mas guarda segredo

Vazio tens o teu coração na porta do medo

Vê como os búzios caíram virados p'ra norte

Pois eu vou mexer no destino vou mudar-te a sorte

Havia um desespero intenso na sua voz

O quarto cheirava a incenso e mais uns quantos pós

A velha agitava o lenço, dobrou, deu-lhe dois nós

E o seu pai de santo falou, usando-lhe a voz

Há espera está um grande amor mas guarda segredo

Vazio, tens o teu coração na porta do medo

Vê como os búzios caíram virados p'ra norte

Pois eu vou mexer no destino vou mudar-te a sorte

Há espera está um grande amor, mas guarda segredo

Vazio, tens o teu coração na porta do medo

Vê como os búzios caíram virados p'ra norte

Pois eu vou mexer no destino, vou mudar-te a sorte

Ana Moura, “Para além da saudade”, 2007

Uma das mais promissoras novas vozes do Fado num tema simplesmente brilhante!

Who's gonna save my soul?

Got some bad news
This morning
Which en turn made my day
When this someone
Spoke i listen
Ohh a sudden has less
And less to say
Oooo how could this be
All this time I lived by carrsioly

Who's gonna save my soul now
Who's gonna save my soul now
How will story
Ever be told now
How will story be told now
Made me fell like somebody
Like somebody else
Although he was imatied often
Feel like i would be myself
It's a shame
That someone elses song
Was totally
And completely depended on

Who's gonna sang my song now
Who's gonna sang my song now
I wonder If i will live grow old now
Getting high
Cause i feel so lone now
I may be just a little selfish
All i have is the memory
Yet i never start to wonder
Is it possible
You hurt worse than me
still my heart turns to greed
cause what about what i need

An aahh
Who's gon save my soul now
Whooo's gon save my soul now
Oo i know I'm out of control now
Tired enough
To lay my own soul down

Gnarls Barkley, "The Odd Couple", 2008

Há já muito tempo que não via um vídeo tão interessante, esteticamente tão forte e emocionante! Genial!

Please come home for Christmas

Nada mais apropriado para a época Natalícia, do que esta bela recordação do início dos anos 90, altura em que o Jon Bon Jovi era um sex simbol e a Cindy Crawford era a mulher mais bela do mundo! A dupla perfeita!

Come On

Mais uma dos Blackcowboy, banda californiana que muito aprecio. Mais um avanço do álbum "The only time is now". Aqui fica o vídeo! Excelente!

Beautiful

Beauty over wisdom to fit in with this time
Your Cinderella stories, full of price
Vanities of business built to please the unique
Silicon and stars collide; the rest will fall at night

Just as beautiful as you are
Its so pitiful what you are
You should have seen this coming all along

Visioning are stimulating to my eyes
Your Cinderella syndrome, full of lies
Your insecurities are concealed by your pride
Pretty soon your eager will kill what's left inside

(Beautiful)It's so pitiful what you are (Pitiful)
As beautiful as you are(Should have seen)
You should have seen this coming all along

You're everything that's so typical
Maybe you're alone, for reason
You're the reason
So pitiful what you are
Should have seen this coming all along
(Beautiful)Just as beautiful as you are
(Pitiful)So pitiful what you are
(Should have seen)Should have seen this coming all along

(Beautiful)Its so pitiful what you are(Pitiful)
As beautiful as you are(Should have seen)
Should have seen this coming all along

10 Years, “Division”, 2008

Grande banda, com um novo álbum acabadinho de sair, a não perder!

Sex On Fire

Lay where you're laying
Don't make a sound
I know they're watching
They're watching

All the commotion
?
Has people talking
Talking

You
Your sex is on fire

Dark of the alley
The breaking of day
Head while I'm driving
I'm driving

Soft lips are open
Them nuckles is pale
Feels like you're dying
Your dying

You
Your sex is on fire
And so
Were the words to transpire

Hot as a fever
Rattling bones
I could just taste it
Taste it

But it's not forever
But it's just tonight
Oh we're still the greatest
The greatest
The greatest

You
Your sex is on fire
You
Your sex is on fire

And so
Were the words to transpire

And you
Your sex is on fire
And so
Were the words to transpire

Kings Of Leon , “Only by the night”, 2008

Gosto do feeling desta música... Estes rapazes de Nashville são muito cool...

Morfina

Como é bela a deusa do meu céu
Actriz de ralé
No meu mausoléu de ninfas da maré
Faz dança do véu
Com um sururu de se tirar o chapéu
A feliz garça com o seu girar
Transmuta por dom o meu lupanar
em casa de bom-tom
Angélico altar
Onde o varonil tem gosto em capitular

Bem vindos ao meu bazar
Propõe chás do Sião, pepitas do Brasil,
jóias da Pérsia
Morfina
Não perdes nada em entrar
Vem ver a actuação, o exótico pernil, a doce inércia

A morfina
É tão quente a raça do seu ser
Seu jeito fatal
De dar a entrever o gozo sensual
O mole prazer
Que a carne retém depois de esmorecer
E sem mais me deixa a suspirar
Na maior nudez
Que venha a rodar até ser minha vez
Os braços no ar
Que me faça vir na graça do seu picar

Bem vindos ao meu bazar
Propõe chás do Sião, pepitas do Brasil,
jóias da Pérsia

Morfina
Não perdes nada em entrar
Vem ver a actuação, o exótico pernil, a doce inércia

A morfina
Bem vindos ao meu bazar
Propõe chás do Sião, pepitas do Brasil,
jóias da Pérsia

A morfina,
a morfina
Propõe chás do Sião, pepitas do Brasil,
jóias da Pérsia

Morfina,
a morfina
Vem ver a actuação, o exótico pernil, a doce inércia

Mundo Cão, “Mundo Cão”, 2007


Uma das mais promissoras bandas de Rock em Portugal, a lingua portuguesa tão bem escrita e cantada que até me faz lembrar os grandes Ornatos Violeta! Genial!

Começamos ao contrário

Um dos meus temas favoritos do álbum "9" dos Luiz e a Lata! Absolutamente genial!

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...