terça-feira, 23 de setembro de 2008

Markéta Irglová e Glen Hansard

Falling slowly
//
I don’t know you
But I want you
All the more for that
Words fall through me
And always fool me
And I can’t react
And games that never amount
To more than they’re meant
Will play themselves out
//
Take this sinking boat and point it home
We’ve still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you have a choice
You’ve made it now
//
Falling slowly, eyes that know me
And I can’t go back
Moods that take me and erase me
And I’m painted black
You have suffered enough
And warred with yourselfIt’s time that you won
//
Take this sinking boat and point it home
We’ve still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you had a choice
You’ve made it now
Falling slowly sing your melody
I’ll sing along

Desencontro

 
 
              Leitores querem ser jornalistas. Ávidos por notícia e pelos holofotes que julgam ter no fim do túnel. Se soubessem dos plantões infindáveis de Natal, Carnaval e etc. iriam querer fugir. Interatividade só é bom quando não dá trabalho. Interagir os quadrados, essa é a questão primordial