baú #sleep jazz

jamie cullum - everlasting love

hearts gone astray / deep in her when they go / I went away / just when you needed me so / you won't regret / I'll come back begging you / won't you forget / welcome love we once knew / open up your eyes / then you'll realise / here I stand with my / everlasting love / Need you by my side / girl to be my pride / you'll never be denied / everlasting love / hearts gone astray / deep in her when they go / I went away / just when you needed me so / you won't regret / I'll come back begging you / won't you forget / welcome love we once knew / open up your eyes / then you'll realise / here I stand with my / everlasting love / need you by my side / girl to be my pride / you'll never be denied / everlasting love / from the very start / open up your heart / feeling you forever / everlasting love / need a love to last forever / need a love to last forever / need a love to last forever / need a love to last forever / I need a love to last forever.

dama #de açucar

baú #tempestade a norte

toranja - carta

não falei contigo com medo que os montes e vales que me achas / caíssem a teus pés... / acredito e entendo que a estabilidade lógica de quem não quer explodir / faça bem ao escudo que és... / saudade é o ar que vou sugando e aceitando / como fruto de verão / nos jardins do teu beijo... / mas sinto que sabes que sentes também que num dia maior serás trapézio sem rede / a pairar sobre o mundo / e tudo o que vejo... / é que hoje acordei e lembrei-me / que sou mago feiticeiro / que a minha bola de cristal é folha de papel / nela te pinto nua / nua numa chama minha e tua / desconfio que ainda não reparaste que o teu destino / foi inventado por gira-discos estragados / aos quais te vais moldando... / e todo o teu planeamento estratégico de sincronização do coração / são leis como paredes e tectos / cujos vidros vais pisando... / anseio o dia em que acordares por cima de todos os teus números raízes quadradas de somas subtraídas / sempre com a mesma solução... / podias deixar de fazer da vida um ciclo vicioso harmonioso / do teu gesto mimado / e à palma da tua mão... / é que hoje acordei e lembrei-me / que sou mago feiticeiro / e a minha bola de cristal é folha de papel / nela te pinto nua / nua numa chama minha e tua / numa chama minha e tua / desculpa se te fiz fogo e noite sem pedir autorização por escrito / ao sindicato dos deuses... / mas não fui eu que te escolhi / desculpa se te usei / como refúgio dos meus sentidos / pedaço de silêncios dos perdidos / que voltei a encontrar em ti... / é que hoje acordei e lembrei-me / que sou mago feiticeiro... / nela te pinto nua / nua numa chama minha e tua / numa chama minha e tua / ainda magoas alguém / o tiro passou-me ao lado / ainda magoas alguém / se não te des-te a ninguém / magoas-te alguém / a mim... passou-me ao lado / a mim... passou-me ao lado.

baú #descompasso

gotan project - santa maria (del buen ayre)

hay milonga de amor / hay temblor de gotán / este tango es para vos / Argentina / Buenos Aires / hay milonga de amor / hay temblor de gotán / Argentina / Buenos Aires / el Puerto de Santa Maria del Buen Ayre / hay milonga de amor / este tango es para vos / Argentina /Buenos Aires / hay milonga de amor / hay temblor de gotán / este tango es para vos /
Argentina / Buenos Aires / el Puerto de Santa Maria del Buen Ayre.

baú #old kiss

bon jovi - thank you for loving me

its hard for me to say the things / I want to say sometimes / there's no one here but you and me / and that broken old street light / lock the doors / leave the world outside / all I've got to give to you / are these five words when I / thank you for loving me / for being my eyes / when I couldn't see / for parting my lips / when I couldn't breathe / thank you for loving me / thank you for loving me/ I never knew I had a dream / until that dream was you / when I look into your eyes / the sky's a different blue / cross my heart / I wear no disguise / if I tried, you'd make believe / that you believed my lies / thank you for loving me / for being my eyes / when I couldn't see / for parting my lips / when I couldn't breathe / thank you for loving me / you pick me up when I fall down / you ring the bell before they count me out / if I was drowning you would part the sea / and risk your own life to rescue me / lock the doors / leave the world outside / all I've got to give to you / are these five words when I / thank you for loving me / for being my eyes / when I couldn't see / for parting my lips / when I couldn't breathe / thank you for loving me / when I couldn't fly / oh, you gave me wings / you parted my lips / when I couldn't breathe / thank you for loving me / thank you for loving me / thank you for loving me / oh, for loving me.

origens

enquanto não crescermos

nós somos daquelas pessoas que dizem mais no silêncio de um olhar, do que em barulhentas e banais palavras.
nós somos daquelas pessoas que lavam as cuecas no banho com sabão após uma manhã de amor.
nós somos daquelas pessoas que desarrumam a cozinha toda para fazer um simples bolo.
nós somos daquelas pessoas que jogam às escondidas num hipermercado.
nós somos daquelas pessoas que comem um balde de gelado enquanto chove torrencialmente lá fora.
nós somos daquelas pessoas que lêem livros e fazem tricot.
nós somos daquelas pessoas que atiram pedrinhas ao rio.
nós somos daquelas pessoas que pintam a cara de índio com creme na praia.
nós somos daquelas pessoas que um dia irão crescer e desaprender...

baú #single bed

elton john / elton john ft ronan keating / ewan mcgregor (in Moulin Rouge) - your song

it's a little bit funny this feeling inside / I'm not one of those who can easily hide / I don't have much money but boy if I did / I'd buy a big house where we both could live / if I was a sculptor, but then again, no / or a man who makes potions in a travelling show / I know it's not much but it's the best I can do / my gift is my song and this one's for you / and you can tell everybody this is your song / it may be quite simple but now that it's done / I hope you don't mind / I hope you don't mind that I put down in words / how wonderful life is while you're in the world / I sat on the roof and kicked off the moss / well a few of the verses well they've got me quite cross / but the sun's been quite kind while I wrote this song / it's for people like you that keep it turned on / so excuse me forgetting but these things I do / you see I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue / anyway the thing is what I really mean / yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen.

texto(ras)

baú #dance of the broom

phil collins ft eric clapton - I wish it would rain down

you know I never meant to see you again / and I only passed by as a friend / all this time I stayed out of sight / I started wondering why / now I, I wish it would rain down, down on me / who yes I wish it would rain, rain down on me now /who yes I wish it would rain down, down on me/who yes I wish it would rain on me / you said you didn't need me in your life /oh I guess you were right / who I never meant to cause you no pain / but it looks like I did it again / now I, now I know, I wish it would rain down, down on me / who yes I wish it would rain, rain down on me now /who yes I wish it would rain down, down on me /who yes I wish it would rain on me / though your hurt is gone / mines hanging on, inside / and I know it's eating me through every night and day / I'm just waiting on your sign / 'cos I know, I know / I never meant to cause you no pain / and I realize I let you down / but I know in my heart of heart of hearts /I know I'm never gonna hold you again / now I, now I know, I wish it would rain down, down on me / who yes I wish it would rain, rain down on me now /who yes I wish it would rain down, down on me /yes we know I wish it would rain on me.

(re)criação

o sofrimento é a força motriz da criação,
a satisfatez da felicidade é salubre, sufoca.
preferível no seu todo esbracejar ou ludibriar a capacidade inerente de sermos protótipos de ideias feitas.
a insatisfação é a vírgula do pensamento e o acto reflectido do sofrimento, logo crio.

criação

o sofrimento é a força motriz da criação,
a satisfatez da felicidade é salubre, dela nada se aprende, desaprende,
o esbracejar solta-nos, desafoga-nos das mágoas, utilidades vitais para a qualidade do nosso exercício, inteligência.
o instinto que nos permite sobreviver, a animal e intrínseca atitude de ludibriar o sofrimento, transpõe-nos para um plano de criatividade máxima.
o auge dos sentidos é quando sofro, logo crio.

baú #design at early morning

jewel - foolish games

you took your coat off and stood in the rain / you were always crazy like that / and I watched from my window / always felt that I was outside looking in on you / you were always the mysterious one / with dark eyes and careless hair / you were fashionably sensitive, but too cool to care / then you stood in my doorway, with nothing to say / besides some comment on the weather / in case you failed to notice / in case you failed to see / this is my heart bleeding before you / this is me down on my knees / these foolish games are tearing me apart / and your thoughtless words are breaking my heart / you're breaking my heart / you were always brilliant in the morning / smoking your cigarettes and talking over coffee / your philosophies on art, Baroque moved you / you loved Mozart and you'd speak of your loved ones / as I clumsily strummed my guitar / you'd teach me of honest things / things that were daring, things that were clean / things that knew what an honest dollar did mean / I hid my soiled hands behind my back / somewhere along the line / I must have gone off track with you / excuse me, think I've mistaken you for somebody else / somebody who gave a damn / somebody more like myself / these foolish games are tearing me, tearing me, tearing me apart / and your thoughtless words are breaking my heart / you're breaking my heart / you took your coat off and stood in the rain / you were always crazy like that.

baú #sixteen

simple minds - don't you (forget about me)

hey, hey, hey hey, ohhh... / won't you come see about me? / I'll be alone, dancing you know it baby / tell me, your troubles and doubts / giving me everything inside and out and / love's strange so real in the dark / think of the tender things that we were working on / slow change may pull us apart / when the light gets into your heart, baby / don't you forget about me / don't, don't, don't, don't, don't you forget about me / will you stand above me? / look my way, never love me / rain keeps falling, rain keeps falling / down, down, down / will you recognise me? / call my name, or walk on by / rain keeps falling, rain keeps falling / down, down, down, down / hey, hey, hey, hey, ohhhh... / don't you try to pretend / it's my feeling we'll win in the end / I won't harm you or touch your defenses / vanity and security / don't you forget about me / I'll be alone, dancing you know it baby / going to take you apart / I'll put us back together at heart, baby / don't you forget about me / don't, don't, don't, don't, don't you forget about me / as you walk on by / will you call my name? / as you walk on by / will you call my name? / when you walk away / or will you walk away? / will you walk on by? / come on, call my name / will you all my name? / I say: la, la la la la, la la la la...

baú #subway ritual

nouvelle vague - dancing with myself

on the floor of Tokyo / or down in London town to go, go / with the record selection / with the mirror reflection / I'm dancing with myself / when there's no-one else in sight / in the crowded lonely night / well I wait so long / for my love vibration / and I'm dancing with myself / oh dancing with myself / oh dancing with myself / well there's nothing to lose / and there's nothing to prove / I'll be dancing with myself / if I looked all over the world / and there's every type of girl / but your empty eyes / seem to pass me by / leave me dancing with myself / so let's sink another drink / 'cause it'll give me time to think / if I had the chance / I'd ask the world to dance / and I'll be dancing with myself / oh dancing with myself / oh dancing with myself / well there's nothing to lose / and there's nothing to prove / I'll be dancing with myself / oh dancing with myself / oh dancing with myself / well there's nothing to lose / and there's nothing to prove / I'll be dancing with myself / if I looked all over the world / and there's every type of girl / but your empty eyes / seem to pass me by / leave me dancing with myself / so let's sink another drink / 'cause it'll give me time to think / if I had the chance / i'd ask the world to dance / and I'll be dancing with myself / I'll be dancing with myself / so let's sink another drink / 'cause it'll give me time to think / oh dancing with myself / oh dancing with myself / well there's nothing to lose / and there's nothing to prove / I'll be dancing with myself / oh dancing with myself / oh dancing with myself / well there's nothing to lose / and there's nothing to prove / I'll be dancing with myself.

baú #stories with soap bubbles

robbie williams - advertising space

there's no earthly way of knowing / what was in your heart / when it stopped going / the whole world shook / a storm was blowing through you / waiting for God to stop this / and up to your neck in darkness / everyone around you was corrupted / saying somethin' / there's no dignity in death / to sell the world your last breath / they're still fighting over / everything you left over / I saw you standing at the gates / when Marlon Brando passed away / you had that look upon your face / advertising space / and no one learned from your mistakes / we let our profits go to waste / all that's left in any case / is advertising space / through your eyes / the world was burning / please be gentle / I'm still learning / you seemed to say / as you kept turning up / they poisoned you with compromise / at what point did you realise / everybody loves your lies / but you / special agent for the man / through watergate and vietnam / no one really gave a damn / did you think the CIA did / I saw you standing at the gates / when Marlon Brando passed away / you had that look upon your face / advertising space / and no one learned from your mistake / we let our profits go to waste / all that's left in any case / is advertising space / no one learned from your mistakes / we let our profits go to waste / all that's left in any case / is advertising space / I've seen your daughter / man shes cute / I was scared but I wanted to / boy she looks a lot like you.

10 minutos #boneca

- olá..., quem és tu? estás aqui há muito tempo?
...nas águas furtadas onde Lisboa se deita à janela, há uma casa de bonecas pequenina e na pequenina casa de bonecas, estás tu...
- e quem és? Matilde de olhos claros vou chamar-te e a mim contar-me a tua história por plena vontade de encontrar o teu propósito, o teu princípio e fim.
boneca de trapos, de tecidos, de restos que ganharam sonhos.
boneca com alma de algodão de travesseiro e pele de estoupa crua que faz de ti singela e forte.
tens uma saia de pintas para as bonecas distintas, e não só..., tens histórias alinhavadas a todos os retalhos que te dão vida e cor.
o veludo castanho do teu cabelo está penteado e aprumado com fita rosa de cetim, cetim de rosa como as sapatilhas de ballet entrelaçadas nas pernas das meninas.
a camisa de cambraia garrida contrasta com a gola de sablé e renda branca.
de riscado riscadinho tal qual camisa de Sr. Dr., tens culotes e nos pés um tecido tatuado relembra uma origem distante, pelo menos daquela rua.
tens sapatilhas de tafetá preto de gala, no coração tecido azul porfundo e resistente.
as flores penduradas à cintura, numa faixa que abraça o teu gracioso tamanho, não murcharam este fim do verão, nem murcharão.
- és tu, boneca, Matilde de olhos claros, de alguem? se não minha, agora...
és o achado de um fim de tarde, onde o trémulo das cores do céu encerram aquilo que menos esperas... apaixonar-te.

baú #chanel and dresses with spots

carla bruni - quelqu'un m'a dit

on me dit que nos vies ne valent pas grand chose / elles passent en un instant comme fanent les roses / on me dit que le temps qui glisse est un salaud / que de nos chagrins il s'en fait des manteaux / pourtant quelqu'un m'a dit... / que tu m'aimais encore / c'est quelqu'un qui m'a dit que tu m'aimais encore / serait ce possible alors? / on dit que le destin se moque bien de nous / qu'il ne nous donne rien et qu'il nous promet tout / parait qu'le bonheur est à portée de main / alors on tend la main et on se retrouve fou / pourtant quelqu'un m'a dit... / que tu m'aimais encore / c'est quelqu'un qui m'a dit que tu m'aimais encore / serait ce possible alors? / serait ce possible alors? / mais qui est ce qui m'a dit que toujours tu m'aimais? / je ne me souviens plus c'était tard dans la nuit / j'entend encore la voix, mais je ne vois plus les traits / "il vous aime, c'est secret, lui dites pas que j'vous l'ai dit" / tu vois quelqu'un m'a dit... / que tu m'aimais encore, me l'a t'on vraiment dit... / que tu m'aimais encore / serais ce possible alors? / me dit que nos vies ne valent pas grand chose / elles passent en un instant comme fanent les roses / on me dit que le temps qui glisse est un salaud / que de nos tristesses il s'en fait des manteaux / pourtant quelqu'un m'a dit... / que tu m'aimais encore / c'est quelqu'un qui m'a dit que tu m'aimais encore / serait ce possible alors?

baú #thomas

tribalistas - velha infância

você é assim, um sonho pra mim / e quando eu não te vejo / eu penso em você desde o amanhecer / até quando eu me deito / eu gosto de você / e gosto de ficar com você / meu riso é tão feliz contigo / o meu melhor amigo é o meu amor / e a gente canta, e a gente dança / e a gente não se cansa / de ser criança, a gente brinca / na nossa velha infância / seus olhos, meu clarão, me guiam / dentro da escuridão / seus pés me abrem o caminho / eu sigo e nunca me sinto só / você é assim, um sonho pra mim / quero te encher de beijos / eu penso em você desde o amanhecer / até quando eu me deito / eu gosto de você / e gosto de ficar com você / meu riso é tão feliz contigo / o meu melhor amigo é o meu amor / e a gente canta, e a gente dança / e a gente não se cansa / de ser criança, a gente brinca / na nossa velha infância.

irmão

Se eu quisesse descrever a calma que depositas dentro de mim, precisaria de encomendar uma obra prima à literatura, porque não há descrição para tal ternura, era urgente ser inventada!, para que quando lida fosse, não faltasse ler mais nada, nem o brilho, nem a alma.
Obrigada irmão.