Corrente de ar

[#66] | Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds | Into My Arms | The Boatman's Call | 1997

O meu império

[#65] | The National | Fake Empire | Boxer | 2007


stay out super late tonight / picking apples, making pies / put a little something in our lemonade and take it with us / we’re half-awake in a fake empire / we’re half-awake in a fake empire
tiptoe through our shiny city / with our diamond slippers on / do our gay ballet on ice / bluebirds on our shoulders / we’re half-awake in a fake empire / we’re half-awake in a fake empire
turn the light out say goodnight / no thinking for a little while / lets not try to figure out everything at once / it’s hard to keep track of you falling through the sky / we’re half-awake in a fake empire / we’re half-awake in a fake empire

Quando tu entrasses por aquela porta

[#64] | Sérgio Godinho | Às vezes o amor | Ligação Directa | 2006


que hei-de eu fazer / Eu tão nova e desamparada / quando o amor / me entra de repente / p'la porta da frente / e fica a porta escancarada?
vou-te dizer / a luz começou em frestas / se fores a ver / enquanto assim durares / se fores amada e amares / dirás sempre palavras destas
p'ra te ter / p'ra que de mim não te zangues / eu vou-te dar / a pele, o meu cetim / coração carmesim / as carnes e com elas sangues
às vezes o amor / no calendário, noutro mês, é dor, / é cego e surdo e mudo / e o dia tão diário disso tudo
e se um dia a razão / fria e negra do destino / deitar mão / à porta, à luz aberta / que te deixe liberta / e do pássaro se ouça o trino?
por te querer / vou abrir em mim dois espaços / p'ra te dar / enredo ao folhetim / a flor ao teu jardim / as pernas e com elas braços
às vezes o amor / no calendário, noutro mês, é dor, / é cego e surdo e mudo / e o dia tão diário disso tudo
mas se tudo tem fim / porquê dar a um amor guarida / mesmo assim / dá princípio ao começo / se morreres só te peço / da morte volta sempre em vida
às vezes o amor / no calendário, noutro mês, é dor, / é cego e surdo e mudo / e o dia tão diário disso tudo
e o dia tão diário disso tudo / da morte volta sempre em vida

De um azul tão bonito de que eu gosto tanto

[#63] | Kings of Convenience | The Build-Up | Riot On An Empty Street | 2004


the build up lasted for days / lasted for weeks, lasted too long
our hero withdrew, when there was two / he could not choose one, so there was none
worn into the vaguely announced / worn into the vaguely announced
the spinning top made a sound like a train across the valley / fading, oh so quiet but constant 'til it passed / over the ridge into the distances / written on your ticket to remind you where to stop / and when to get off

Sinto o sol por dentro

[#62] | Tindersticks | Feel the sun | The Hungry Saw | 2008


why don't you come out / the guards have gone / they forgot their purpose and shuffled / their lungs have come feel the sun
why don't you come out / the dogs lie sleeping / their lips they twitch with the chills in their dreams / they come feel the sun
why don't you come out / and exact your revenge / and the liers and wasters / that call themselves friends / for to forgive is overrated / as they need but your affiance / so come feel the sun
why don't you come out / we are missing / your wife and babies / that just want to hold you / so come feel the sun / touch your fears / make everything the same as it was

Tudo é possível

[#61] | Madredeus | Os dias são à noite | O Paraíso | 1997


os dias são à noite / e as noites são de dia. / Se acordo contigo / a mim abraçado / o sono perdido / não deixa cuidado.
os dias são à noite / e as noites são de dia. / Se acordo contigo, / se estou a teu lado, / é doce o caminho / deste meu fado.
os dias são à noite / e as noites são de dia.

O amor que eu te tenho

[#60] | David Fonseca | Kiss Me Oh Kiss Me | Dreams In Colour | 2007


so when the fight is over / and the storm is through / now will you pick another? / what will you get into?
so you stand in the corner / with those boxing gloves on you / you’re old, scared and lonely / yeah we've all been there too... / we've been all there too...
kiss me, oh kiss me / if that can make it right / try me, find me, / just throw them on me... / those failed expectations / floods and afflictions you're through / 'cause I just might, take them home with me.
and the cracks in the pavement / yeah we've all fell there before / and bones built into skeleton / we've all been through that door.
kiss me, oh kiss me / if that can make it right / try me, find me, / just throw them on me... / those failed expectations / floods and afflictions you're through / 'cause I just might...
kiss me, oh kiss me / will that make things right? / try me, find me / just throw them on me... / those failed expectations / floods and afflictions you're through / 'cause I just might... / I just might, take you home.
kiss me, kiss me, / we've all been there too / kiss me, kiss me / we have all been there too. / kiss me, kiss me / we've all been there too / kiss me, kiss me / so kiss me...

A tua partida nunca [me] é [demasiado] fácil.

[#59] | Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds | Into My Arms | The Boatman's Call | 1997


I don't believe in an interventionist God / but I know, darling, that you do / but if I did I would kneel down and ask Him / not to intervene when it came to you / not to touch a hair on your head / to leave you as you are / and if He felt He had to direct you / then direct you into my arms
into my arms, oh Lord / into my arms, oh Lord / into my arms, oh Lord / into my arms
and I don't believe in the existence of angels / but looking at you I wonder if that's true / but if I did I would summon them together / and ask them to watch over you / to each burn a candle for you / to make bright and clear your path / and to walk, like Christ, in grace and love / and guide you into my arms
into my arms, oh Lord / into my arms, oh Lord / into my arms, oh Lord / into my arms
and I believe in love / and I know that you do too / and I believe in some kind of path / that we can walk down, me and you / so keep your candlew burning / and make her journey bright and pure / that she will keep returning / always and evermore
into my arms, oh Lord / into my arms, oh Lord / into my arms, oh Lord / into my arms

Slow motion

[#58] | Rufus Wainwright | Foolish Love | Rufus Wainwright | 1998


I don't want to hold you and feel so helpless / I don't want to smell you and lose my senses / and smile in slow motion / with eyes in love
I twist like a corkscrew / the sweetness rising / I drink from the bottle, weeping / why won't you last? / Why can't you last?
so I will walk without care / beat my snare / look like a man who means business / go to all the poshest places / with their familiar faces / terminate all signs of weakness
oh, all for the sake of a foolish love / I will take my coffee black / never snack / hang with the wolves who are sheepish / flow through the veins of town / always frown / me and my mistress, the princess / oh, all for the sake of a foolish love
So the day noah's ark floats down park / my eyes will be simply glazed over / or better yet / I'll wear shades on sunless days / and when the sun's out, i'll stay in and slumber / oh, all for the sake of a foolish love / all for the sake of a foolish love
'cause I don't want to hold you and feel so helpless / I don't want to smell you and lose my senses / and smile in slow motion / with eyes in love

Sem título

[#57] | Devics | If We Cannot See Now | Push The Heart | 2006


you were born with a heart that can never be filled / and a head like snow that can never be still / there are streets paved in gold that shine so bright / that you force yourself to look away
if we can't see now, we might never see / we only kill ourselves more slowly / if you can't find love, then you will finally see / how we kill ourselves slowly
the words that fall from your mouth / they crystalize and break on the ground / and everything you want, you can't have / but you force yourself to look away
if we can't see now / we might never see / we only kill ourselves more slowly / if you can't find love, then you will finally see / how we kill ourselves more slowly
if you can't find me then you can't find love / if you close your eyes then will finally see / that you're already here with me