Para ser grande, sê inteiro: nada
Teu exagera ou exclui.
Sê todo em cada coisa. Põe quanto és
No mínimo que fazes.
Assim em cada lago a lua toda
Brilha, porque alta vive
Ricardo Reis
domingo, 27 de abril de 2008
sábado, 26 de abril de 2008
terça-feira, 22 de abril de 2008
segunda-feira, 21 de abril de 2008
sábado, 19 de abril de 2008
One Art
The art of losing isn't hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster,
Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.
Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.
I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three beloved houses went.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.
I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.
-- Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident
the art of losing's not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) a disaster.
One Art by Elizabeth Bishop
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster,
Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.
Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.
I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three beloved houses went.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.
I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.
-- Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident
the art of losing's not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) a disaster.
One Art by Elizabeth Bishop
quarta-feira, 16 de abril de 2008
sexta-feira, 11 de abril de 2008
Esteve por um fio...
Confesso, hoje estava para aqui feito totó, a escrever um texto cheio de sentido e sentimento, daqueles que se escrevem quando estamos em baixo, cansados e abatidos. Cheguei quase, mas mesmo quase ao final e pensei "Mas que raio de mariquice é esta?", e achei que quando estamos mal, por qualquer motivo, temos é que tomar a atitude que nos faça sair da espiral que pode ser sentirmo-nos a vacilar, e que por vezes nos leva a desistir...
Por isso aqui fica uma grande lição (mais uma) de Frank Sinatra, para todos os que, muito (mas mesmo muito) pontualmente, nos sentimos com o peso do mundo nas costas!
I'm gonna live till I die
I'm gonna laugh stead of cry
I'm gonna take the town turn it upside down
I'm gonna live, live, live until I die
They're gonna say what a guy
I'm gonna play for the sky
Ain't gonna miss a thing,gonna have my fling
I'm gonna live live live until I die
Those blues I lay low, I'll make them stay low
They'll never trail over my head
I'll be a devil till I'm an angel
But until then hallelujah
Gonna dance gonna fly
I'll take my chance riding high
Before my numbers up I'm gonna fill my cup
I'm gonna live, live, live until I die
Those blues I lay low,I'll make them stay low
They'll never trail over my head
I'll be a devil till I'm an angel
But until then hallelujah
Gonna dance, gonna fly
I'll take my chance riding high
Before my numbers up I'm gonna fill my cup
I'm gonna live, live, live, live until I die
Por isso aqui fica uma grande lição (mais uma) de Frank Sinatra, para todos os que, muito (mas mesmo muito) pontualmente, nos sentimos com o peso do mundo nas costas!
I'm gonna live till I die
I'm gonna laugh stead of cry
I'm gonna take the town turn it upside down
I'm gonna live, live, live until I die
They're gonna say what a guy
I'm gonna play for the sky
Ain't gonna miss a thing,gonna have my fling
I'm gonna live live live until I die
Those blues I lay low, I'll make them stay low
They'll never trail over my head
I'll be a devil till I'm an angel
But until then hallelujah
Gonna dance gonna fly
I'll take my chance riding high
Before my numbers up I'm gonna fill my cup
I'm gonna live, live, live until I die
Those blues I lay low,I'll make them stay low
They'll never trail over my head
I'll be a devil till I'm an angel
But until then hallelujah
Gonna dance, gonna fly
I'll take my chance riding high
Before my numbers up I'm gonna fill my cup
I'm gonna live, live, live, live until I die
quarta-feira, 9 de abril de 2008
"My Life" Original Sound Track
Mais uma faixa, esta de 1998. Nesta altura jogava Final Fantasy VII (melhor jogo de sempre para a playstation!eu acabei-o!) e curtia dos melhores Verões de sempre...
segunda-feira, 7 de abril de 2008
quarta-feira, 2 de abril de 2008
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