Pérolas 122

''É-me Igual'' - David Fonseca

(...fantástico como sempre...foi muito bom revê-lo...quer pelo inesperado de ter acontecido sem o prever, quer pelos duetos com a Márcia...de resto, nessa noite/madrugada ficou um travo amargo, por outra questão lateral...mas também é difícil acontecerem dias completamente perfeitos...este foi quase...)

Poesia para os olhos 030

...uma imensa e sábia verdade...

Pérolas 121 (...in memoriam...Lou Reed...)

Lou Reed (02-03-1942 -- 27-10-2013) - …two years missing a genius urban poet…

Cowboy Junkies - ''Sweet Jane''

Soulful Ladies - ''Perfect Day''

Moby & Selah Sue - ''Walk On The Wild Side''

U2 - ''Satellite of Love'' (ZOO TV - Sydney 1993)

Lou Reed -  ''Romeo And Juliet''

Caught between the twisted stars
the plotted lines the faulty map
that brought Columbus to New York
Betwixt between the East and West
he calls on her wearing a leather vest
the earth squeals and shudders to a halt
A diamond crucifix in his ear
is used to help ward off the fear
that he has left his soul in someone's rented car
Inside his pants he hides a mop
to clean the mess that he has dropped
into the life of lithesome Juliette Bell

And Romeo wanted Juliette
and Juliette wanted Romeo
And Romeo wanted Juliette
and Juliette wanted Romeo

Romeo Rodriguez squares
his shoulders and curses Jesus
runs a comb through his black pony-tail
He's thinking of his lonely room
the sink that by his bed gives off a stink
then smells her perfume in his eyes
And her voice was like a bell

Outside the street were steaming the crack
dealers were dreaming
of an Uzi someone had just scored
I betcha I could hit that light
with my one good arm behind my back
says little Joey Diaz
Brother give me another tote
those downtown hoods are no damn good
those Italians need a lesson to be taught
This cop who died in Harlem
you think they'd get the warnin'
I was dancing when his brains run out on the street

And Romeo had Juliette
and Juliette had her Romeo
And Romeo had Juliette
and Juliette had her Romeo

I'll take Manhattan in a garbage bag
with Latin written on it that says
"it's hard to give a shit these days"
Manhattan's sinking like a rock
into the filthy Hudson what a shock
they wrote a book about it
they said it was like ancient Rome

The perfume burned his eyes
holding tightly to her thighs
And something flickered for a minute
and then it vanished and was gone

In “Romeo Had Juliette” – Lou Reed

Poesia para os olhos 029 (...feel the rain...)

Some people feel the rain ... 

Others just get wet ...

Pérolas 120

Spin the wheel

Five o'clock in the morning you ain't home

I can't help thinking that's strange, yeah, yeah

Baby, I just want you to know

I won't go through it again, yeah, yeah

Those clouds are closing in

And I will not accept this as a part of my life

I will not live in fear

Of what may be

And the lessons I have learned

I think I would rather be alone than watch you

Spinning that wheel for me

You've got a thing about danger

But ain't you getting what you want from me

You've got a thing about stranger

Baby, that's what we used to be

You've got a thing about danger baby

I guess the hungry just can't see

One of these days

You're gonna bring some home to me

Six o'clock in the morning you ain't fond

I can't help thinking that's strange, yeah, yeah

It seems that everybody takes the chances

These days, oh, yeah

We're standing in the rain

And I will not accept this as a part of my life

I will not live in fear

Of what may be

And the lessons I have learned

I think I would rather be alone than watch you

Spinning, spinning that wheel for me

You've got a thing about danger

But ain't you getting what you want from me

You've got a thing about stranger

Baby, that's what we used to be

You've got a thing about danger baby

I guess the hungry just can't see

One of these days

You're gonna bring some home to me

How can you love me

Cause you are playing with my life

You say "Give me time and I'll do better I swear"

Give me time and I'll lead you back to despair

You've got a thing about danger

Ain't you getting what you want from me

You've got a thing about stranger

Baby that's what we used to be

You've got a thing about danger baby

I guess the hungry just can't see

One of these days

You're gonna bring some home to me, to me

To me

Spin the wheel

In “Spinning The Wheel” – George Michael

P’ra rir…ou sorrir…045

...o "domador" regressou ao "circo"...

...as "focas amestradas" bateram "palminhas"...

 

 
...e assim continua a "palhaçada" do costume...

Pérolas 119

Vhils inspired by U2 - ''Raised By Wolves''

(...espectacular...)

Face down on a broken street

There’s a man in the corner in a pool of misery

I’m in white van as a red sea covers the ground

Metal crash I can’t tell what it is

But I take a look and now I’m sorry I did

5:30 on a Friday night 33 good people cut down

I don’t believe anymore

I don’t believe anymore

Face down on a pillow of shame

There are some girls with a needle

Trying to spell my name

My body’s not a canvas

My body’s now a toilet wall

I don’t believe anymore

I don’t believe anymore

Raised by wolves

Stronger than fear

Raised by wolves

We were raised by wolves

Raised by wolves

Stronger than fear

If I open my eyes

You disappear

Boy sees his father crushed under the weight

Of a cross in a passion where the passion is hate

Blue mink Ford, I’m gonna detonate in your den

Blood in the house

Blood in the street

The worst things in the world are justified by belief

Registration 1385-WZ

I don’t believe anymore

I don’t believe anymore

Raised by wolves

Stronger than fear

Raised by wolves

We were raised by wolves

Raised by wolves

Stronger than fear

If I open my eyes

You disappear

In “Raised By Wolves” – U2

Pérolas 118

(dedicada à minha amiga Madalena L. - http://fflyingthoughts.blogspot.pt/ )

''Esperaré'' - Presuntos Implicados (formação original, com voz mágica de Soledad Giménez)

Esperaré a que sientas lo mismo que yo,

a que a la luna la mires del mismo color.

Esperaré que adivines mis versos de amor

y a que en mis brazos encuentres calor

Esperaré a que vayas por donde yo voy,

a que tu alma me des como yo te la doy.

Esperaré a que aprendas de noche a soñar,

a que de pronto me quieras besar.

Esperaré que las manos me quieras tomar,

que en tu recuerdo me quieras por siempre llevar,

que mi presencia sea el mundo que quieras sentir,

que un día no puedas sin mi amor vivir.

Esperaré a que sientas nostalgia por mí,

a que me pidas que no me separe de tí.

Tal vez jamás seas tu de mí

mas yo, mi amor, esperaré.

Esperaré que las manos me quieras tomar,

que en tu recuerdo me quieras por siempre llevar,

que mi presencia sea el mundo que quieras sentir,

que un día no puedas sin mi amor vivir.

Esperaré a que sientas nostalgia por mí,

a que me pidas que no me separe de tí.

Tal vez jamás seas tu de mí

mas yo, mi amor, esperaré.

In “Esperaré” – Presuntos Implicados

Pérolas 117

...soberbo...

Morrissey - There Is a Light That Never Goes Out 

(Live from Move Festival, Manchester, 2004)

Take me out tonight

Where there's music and there's people

Who are young and alive

Driving in your car

I never never want to go home

Because I haven't got one anymore

Take me out tonight

Because I want to see people

And I want to see lights

Driving in your car

Oh please don't drop me home

Because it's not my home

It's their home

And I'm welcome no more

And if a double-decker bus

Crashes into us

To die by your side

Is such a heavenly way to die

And if a ten ton truck

Kills the both of us

To die by your side

Well, the pleasure and the privilege is mine

Take me out tonight

Take me anywhere

I don't care, I don't care, I don't care

And in the darkened underpass, I thought

"Oh, God, my chance has come at last"

But then a strange fear gripped me

And I just couldn't ask

Take me out tonight

Oh take me anywhere

I don't care, I don't care, I don't care

Driving in your car

I never never want to go home

Because I haven't got one, no no no

Oh, I haven't got one

And if a double-decker bus

Crashes into us

To die by your side

Is such a heavenly way to die

And if a ten ton truck

Kills the both of us

To die by your side

Well, the pleasure and the privilege is mine

Oh, there is a light that never goes out

There is a light that never goes out

There is a light that never goes out

There is a light that never goes out...

In “There Is A Light That Never Goes Out” – The Smiths

Pérolas 116

U2 - ''Bad'' (from "Rattle and Hum" movie)

(extracts from "Ruby Tuesday" and "Sympathy For The Devil", by The Rolling Stones)

If you twist and turn away

If you tear yourself in two again

If I could, yes I would

If I could, I would let it go

Surrender, dislocate

If I could throw this lifeless lifeline to the wind

Leave this heart of clay, see you walk, walk away

Into the night, and through the rain

Into the half light and through the flame

If I could, through myself, set your spirit free

I'd lead your heart away, see you break, break away

Into the light and to the day

To let it go and so to fade away

To let it go and so fade away

I'm wide awake

I'm wide awake, wide awake

I'm not sleeping

If you should ask, then maybe

They'd tell you what I would say

True colours fly in blue and black

Blue silken sky and burning flag

Colours crash, collide in blood-shot eyes

If I could, you know I would

If I could, I would let it go

This desperation, dislocation

Separation, condemnation

Revelation, in temptation

Isolation, desolation

Let it go and so to fade away

To let it go and so to fade away

To let it go and so to fade away

I'm wide awake, I'm wide awake, wide awake

I'm not sleeping

Oh no, no, no

In “Bad” – U2

Pérolas 115

...ocho de la mañana, en Lisboa, Portugal...

¿Qué horas son mi corazón?

Te lo dije muy clarito

Doce de la noche en la Habana, Cuba

Once de la noche en San Salvador, El Salvador

Once de la noche en Managua, Nicaragua

Me gustan los aviones, me gustas tu

Me gusta viajar, me gustas tu

Me gusta la mañana, me gustas tu

Me gusta el viento, me gustas tu

Me gusta soñar, me gustas tu

Me gusta la mar, me gustas tu

Que voy a hacer, je ne sais pas

Que voy a hacer, je ne sais plus

Que voy a hacer, je suis perdue

Que horas son, mi corazón

Me gusta la moto, me gustas tu

Me gusta correr, me gustas tu

Me gusta la lluvia, me gustas tu

Me gusta volver, me gustas tu

Me gusta marijuana, me gustas tu

Me gusta colombiana, me gustas tu

Me gusta la montaña, me gustas tu

Me gusta la noche, me gustas tu

Que voy a hacer, je ne sais pas

Que voy a hacer, je ne sais plus

Que voy a hacer, je suis perdue

Que horas son, mi corazón

Doce un minuto

Me gusta la cena, me gustas tu

Me gusta la vecina, me gustas tu

Radio

Me gusta su cocina, me gustas tu

Un minuto

Me gusta camelar, me gustas tu

Me gusta la guitarra, me gustas tu

Me gusta el reggae, me gustas tu

Que voy a hacer, je ne sais pas

Que voy a hacer, je ne sais plus

Que voy a hacer, je suis perdue

Que horas son, mi corazón

Me gusta la canela, me gustas tu

Me gusta el fuego, me gustas tu

Me gusta menear, me gustas tu

Me gusta la Coruña, me gustas tu

Me gusta Malasaña, me gustas tu

Me gusta la castaña, me gustas tu

Me gusta Guatemala, me gustas tu

Que voy a hacer, je ne sais pas

Que voy a hacer, je ne sais plus

Que voy a hacer, je suis perdue

Que horas son, mi corazón

(x3)

A la bin, a la ban a la bin bon ba

A la bin, a la ban a la bin bon ba

Obladi Obladá Obladidada

A la bin, a la ban a la bin bon ban

No todo lo que es oro brilla

Remedio chino es infalible

In "Me Gustas Tu" - Manu Chao

Poesia para os olhos 028

...milky way...

''...maresia, sente a meresia...''

(oooooohhhhh, filhos da puta... hipócritas de merda... todos aqueles que sentam o cú no parlamento ou nos governam e snifam coca desalmadamente...que decidem a vida dos outros na saúde e na justiça e vivem entupidos de speeds e drunfos...que advogam e defendem a proibição das drogas leves e emborcam meia litrada de whisky marado antes de criar "coragem" (cobardia) para dar porrada na mulher... são 5 e meia da matina...e acabei de fumar ''um da paz'' para relaxar...sentindo muito a "maresia", até porque ´tá a chover, com vento batido de sul... ;)

***

A criminalidade toma conta da cidade

A sociedade põe a culpa nas autoridades

Um cacique oficial viajou pro Pantanal

Porque aqui a violência tá demais

E lá encontrou um velho índio que usava um fio dental

E fumava um cachimbo da paz

O presidente deu um tapa no cachimbo

E na hora de voltar pra capital, ficou com preguiça

Trocou seu paletó pelo fio dental

E nomeou o velho índio pra ministro da justiça

E o novo ministro, chegando na cidade

Achou aquela tribo violenta demais

Viu que todo cara-pálida vivia atrás das grades

E chamou a TV e os jornais

E disse: "Índio chegou trazendo novidade

Índio trouxe o cachimbo da paz"

Maresia, sente a maresia

Maresia, uh

Maresia, sente a maresia

Maresia, uh

Apaga a fumaça do revólver, da pistola

Manda a fumaça do cachimbo pra cachola

Acende, puxa, prende, passa

Índio quer cachimbo, índio quer fazer fumaça

Todo mundo experimenta o cachimbo da floresta

Dizem que é do bom, dizem que não presta

Querem proibir, querem liberar

E a polêmica chegou até o congresso

Tudo isso deve ser pra evitar a concorrência

Porque não é Hollywood, mas é o sucesso

O cachimbo da paz deixou o povo mais tranquilo

Mas o fumo acabou porque só tinha oitenta quilos

E o povo aplaudiu quando o índio partiu pra selva

E prometeu voltar com uma tonelada

Só que quando ele voltou, "sujou"

A polícia federal preparou uma cilada

"O cachimbo da paz foi proibido

Entra na caçamba, vagabundo, vamo pra DP

Êêê, índio tá fodido porque lá o pau vai comer"

Maresia, sente a maresia

Maresia, uh

Maresia, sente a maresia

Maresia, uh

Apaga a fumaça do revólver, da pistola

Manda a fumaça do cachimbo pra cachola

Acende, puxa, prende, passa

Índio quer cachimbo, índio quer fazer fumaça

Na delegacia só tinha viciado e delinquente

Cada um com um vício e um caso diferente

Um cachaceiro esfaqueou o dono do bar

Porque ele não vendia pinga fiado

E um senhor bebeu uísque demais

Acordou com um travesti e assassinou o coitado

Um viciado no jogo apostou a mulher

Perdeu a aposta e ela foi sequestrada

Era tanta ocorrência, tanta violência

Que o índio não tava entendendo nada

Ele viu que o delegado fumava um charuto fedorento

E acendeu um da paz pra relaxar

Mas quando foi dar um tapinha

Levou um tapão violento e um chute naquele lugar

Foi mandado pro presídio e no caminho

Assistiu um acidente provocado por excesso de cerveja

Uma jovem que bebeu demais

Atropelou um padre e os noivos na porta da igreja

E pro índio nada mais faz sentido

Com tantas drogas por que só o seu cachimbo é proibido?

Maresia, sente a maresia

Maresia, uh

Maresia, sente a maresia

Maresia, uh

Apaga a fumaça do revólver, da pistola

Manda a fumaça do cachimbo pra cachola

Acende, puxa, prende, passa

Índio quer cachimbo, índio quer fazer fumaça

Na penitenciária o índio fora da lei

Conheceu os criminosos de verdade

Entrando, saindo e voltando

Cada vez mais perigosos pra sociedade

"Aí, cumpádi, tá rolando um sorteio na prisão pra reduzir a superlotação"

Todo mês alguns presos tem que ser executados

E o índio, dessa vez, foi um dos sorteados

E tentou acalmar os outros presos

"Peraí, vamo fumar um cachimbinho da paz"

Eles começaram a rir e espancaram o velho índio

Até não poder mais e antes de morrer ele pensou

"Essa tribo é atrasada demais

Eles querem acabar com a violência

Mas a paz é contra a lei e a lei é contra a paz"

E o cachimbo do índio continua proibido

Mas se você quer comprar é mais fácil que pão

Hoje em dia ele é vendido pelos mesmos bandidos

Que mataram o velho índio na prisão

Maresia, sente a maresia

Maresia, uh

Maresia, sente a maresia

Maresia, uh

Apaga a fumaça do revólver, da pistola

Manda a fumaça do cachimbo pra cachola

Acende, puxa, prende, passa

Índio quer cachimbo, índio quer fazer fumaça

In “Cachimbo da Paz” – Gabriel, O Pensador & Lulu Santos

“Cachimbo da Paz” – Gabriel, O Pensador & Lulu Santos