Now and then I think of when we were together...

Goodbye, J.

Adeus

Já gastámos as palavras pela rua, meu amor,
e o que nos ficou não chega
para afastar o frio de quatro paredes.
Gastámos tudo menos o silêncio.
Gastámos os olhos com o sal das lágrimas,
gastámos as mãos à força de as apertarmos,
gastámos o relógio e as pedras das esquinas
em esperas inúteis.

Meto as mãos nas algibeiras e não encontro nada.
Antigamente tínhamos tanto para dar um ao outro;
era como se todas as coisas fossem minhas:
quanto mais te dava mais tinha para te dar.

Às vezes tu dizias: os teus olhos são peixes verdes.
E eu acreditava.
Acreditava,
porque ao teu lado
todas as coisas eram possíveis.

Mas isso era no tempo dos segredos,
era no tempo em que o teu corpo era um aquário,
era no tempo em que os meus olhos
eram realmente peixes verdes.
Hoje são apenas os meus olhos.
É pouco, mas é verdade,
uns olhos como todos os outros.

Já gastámos as palavras.
Quando agora digo: meu amor,
já se não passa absolutamente nada.
E no entanto, antes das palavras gastas,
tenho a certeza
que todas as coisas estremeciam
só de murmurar o teu nome
no silêncio do meu coração.

Não temos já nada para dar.
Dentro de ti
não há nada que me peça água.
O passado é inútil como um trapo.
E já te disse: as palavras estão gastas.

Adeus.

Eugénio de Andrade, “Poesia e Prosa”

Livre não sou...

Livre não sou, que nem a própria vida
Mo consente.
Mas a minha aguerrida
Teimosia
É quebrar dia a dia
Um grilhão da corrente.

Livre não sou, mas quero a liberdade.
Trago-a dentro de mim como um destino.
E vão lá desdizer o sonho do menino
Que se afogou e flutua
Entre nenúfares de serenidade
Depois de ter a lua!

Miguel Torga

How can I tell you that I love you?

How can I tell you that I love you, I love you
but I can't think of right words to say
I long to tell you that I'm always thinking of you
I'm always thinking of you, but my words
just blow away, just blow away
It always ends up to one thing, honey
and I can't think of right words to say
Wherever I am girl, I'm always walking with you
I'm always walking with you, but I look and you're not there
Whoever I'm with, I'm always, always talking to you
I'm always talking to you, and I'm sad that
you can't hear, sad that you can't hear
It always ends up to one thing, honey,
when I look and you're not there
I need to know you, need to feel my arms around you
feel my arms surround you, like a sea around a shore
and -- each night and day I pray, in hope
that I might find you, in hope that I might
find you, because heart's can do no more
It always ends up to one thing honey, still I kneel upon the floor
How can I tell you that I love you, I love you
but I can't think of right words to say
I long to tell you that I'm always thinking of you
I'm always thinking of you....
It always ends up to one thing honey
and I can't think of right words to say...

Cat Stevens

Look into my eyes. Tell me what you see...

Teus olhos querem dizer
Aquilo que se não diz…
Tenho muito que fazer…
Que sejas muito feliz!
____________________

Se eu te pudesse dizer
O que nunca te direi,
Tu terias que entender
Aquilo que nem eu sei.

Fernando Pessoa, Quadras

The space between...

I remembered black skies, the lightning all around me
I remembered each flash as time began to blur
Like a startling sign that fate had finally found me
And your voice was all I heard that I get what I deserve

So give me reason to prove me wrong, to wash this memory clean
Let the floods cross the distance in your eyes
Give me reason to fill this hole, connect the space between
Let it be enough to reach the truth that lies across this new divide

There was nothing in sight but memories left abandoned
There was nowhere to hide, the ashes fell like snow
And the ground caved in between where we were standing
And your voice was all I heard that I get what I deserve

So give me reason to prove me wrong, to wash this memory clean
Let the floods cross the distance in your eyes across this new divide

In every loss, in every lie, in every truth that you'd deny
And each regret and each goodbye was a mistake too great to hide
And your voice was all I heard that I get what I deserve

So give me reason to prove me wrong, to wash this memory clean
Let the floods cross the distance in your eyes
Give me reason to fill this hole, connect the space between
Let it be enough to reach the truth that lies across this new divide
Across this new divide, across this new divide...

Linkin Park, New Divide

Thinking of you...

Comparisons are easily done
Once you've had a taste of perfection
Like an apple hanging from a tree
I picked the ripest one
I still got the seed

(...)

You're like an Indian summer
In the middle of winter
Like a hard candy
With a surprise center
How do I get better
Once I've had the best...

Katy Perry

Giving up...

You locked your heart
You make up with tears and stars in your eyes
You gave it all to someone that
Cannot love you back

Your days are packed
With wishes and hopes for the love that you´ve got
You waste it all to someone that
Cannot love you back

Someone that cannot love

Love, ain't this enough?
You push yourself down
You try to take confort in words
But words
They cannot love
Don't waste them like that
Cus they´ll bruise you more

You secretly made
Castle of sand that you hide in the shade
But you cannot hold the tides that break them
And you build them all over again

You talk all these words
You make conversations that cannot be heard
How long until you notice that
No one is answering back

Someone that cannot be love

Love, ain't this enough?
You push yourself down
You try to take confort in words
But words
They cannot love
Don't waste hem like that
Cus they'll bruise you more

Love, love, ain't this enough?
This pushing around
To find little confort in words
But words
They cannot love
Don't waste them like that
Cus they will bruise you more

You know they'll bruise you more
Words they will hurt you more...

David Fonseca

I want to fall...

Try and stop me
Try and save me

I want to fall...

Try and cross me
Take me, tease me

I want to fall
I want to fall
I want to fall...

I want to fall
I want to fall
I want to fall...

30 Seconds To Mars, A Beautiful Lie