sexta-feira, agosto 31, 2007

Candle In The Wind

Goodbye England's rose
May you ever grow in our hearts
You were the grace that placed itself
Where lives were torn apart
You called out to our country
And you whispered to those in pain
Now you belong to heaven
And the stars spell out your name
And it seems to me you lived your life
Like a candle in the wind
Never fading with the sunset
When the rain set in
And your footsteps will always fall you
Along England's greenest hills
Your candle's burned out long before
Your legend never will
Loveliness we've lost
These empty days without your smile
This torch we'll always carry
For our nation's golden child
And even though we try
The truth brings us to tears
All our words cannot express
The joy you brought us through the years
And it seems to me you lived your life
Like a candle in the wind
Never fading with the sunset
When the rain set in
And your footsteps will always fall you
Along England's greenest hills
Your candle's burned out long before
Your legend never will
Goodbye England's rose
May you ever grow in our hearts
You were the grace that placed itself
Where lives were torn apart
Goodbye England's rose
From a country lost without your soul
Who'll miss the wings of your compassion
More than you'll ever know
And it seems to me you lived your life
Like a candle in the wind
Never fading with the sunset
When the rain set in
And you footsteps will always fall you
Along England's greenest hills
Your candle's burned out long before
Your legend never will
Elton John - Candle In The Wind (Princess Diana Tribute) lyrics

As flores do Mal


É preciso estar sempre embriagado. Aí está: eis a
única questão. Para não sentirem o fardo horrível
do Tempo que verga e inclina para a terra, é
preciso que se embriaguem sem descanso.

Com quê? Com vinho, poesia ou virtude, a
escolher. Mas embriaguem-se.

E se, porventura, nos degraus de um palácio,
sobre a relva verde de um fosso, na solidão
morna do quarto, a embriaguez diminuir ou
desaparecer quando você acordar, pergunte ao
vento, à vaga, à estrela, ao pássaro, ao relógio, a
tudo que flui, a tudo que geme, a
tudo que gira, a tudo que canta, a tudo que fala, pergunte que
horas são; e o vento, a vaga, a estrela, o
pássaro, o relógio responderão: "É hora de
embriagar-se! Para não serem os escravos
martirizados do Tempo, embriaguem-se;
embriaguem-se sem descanso".
Com vinho, poesia ou virtude, a escolher

Embriaguem-se

(tradução Jorge Pontual)

Charles Baudelaire (1821-1867)

poeta e teórico da arte francês.

É considerado um dos precursores do Simbolismo

"Ninguém me ama/ Ninguém me quer/ Ninguem me chama de Baudelaire"
Antônio Maria

quinta-feira, agosto 30, 2007

Conto das Quatro Estações



Faz parte da série de filmes intitulada:

"Conto das Quatro Estações"
Todos dirigidos por Eric Rohmer.
Conto de Verão (1996) ,
Conto da Primavera (1990)
Conto de Inverno(1992)
Conto de Outono (1998)


quarta-feira, agosto 29, 2007

Let it be

When I find myself in times of trouble
Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.

And in my hour of darkness
She is standing right in front of me
Speaking words of wisdom,
let it be. Let it be, let it be.
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be.

And when the broken hearted people
Living in the world agree,
There will be an answer, let it be.
For though they may be parted
There is still a chance that they will see
There will be an answer,
let it be. Let it be, let it be. yeah
There will be an answer, let it be.

And when the night is cloudy,
There is still a light that shines on me,
Shine on until tomorrow, let it be.
I wake up to the sound of music
Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom,
let it be. Let it be, let it be.
There will be an answer,
let it be. Let it be, let it be,
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be.

Let it be
Beatles

terça-feira, agosto 28, 2007