28.8.14
Riding on the trade winds of age
don't move an inch
listen for a singing
hitting in your bones like they were forts
if you hear what I hear
don't just sit there
we are only strumming water
on this most unlikely court
you got blown shore to shore
not quite sailing
riding on the trade winds of age
things blow in
don't just cast them
say it now, what you want to stay
I was once on a long boat
star mapping the night roots
lightening the load
just in case
but things float in to be taken
if you don't know by now what will stay
so don't move an inch
don't move a single second
until the shade behind your thoughts is not confused
because I felt your inch
I know the scent as well as any
clot in your guard
and all paints or pollen
brick in your mortar
petals to soaking
on the cracks
thicker or finer
milk in your water
black in your primer
wood in your brush
now I am your cloth
whatever you want
the best is upon us
its a finicky muse
with only potential
to choose
to choose
Link: http://www.vagalume.com.br/blind-pilot/paint-or-pollen.html#ixzz3Bhf3uzh8
21.8.14
Para que teu coração não se amargue :)
Quiroga
Data estelar:Mercúrio e Plutão em trígono; Lua míngua em Câncer
O grande perigo de perderes a capacidade de te indignar diante da ignomínia consiste em que também perderias a capacidade de te maravilhar diante dos espetáculos, objetivos e subjetivos, que a Vida te oferece. A sequência tão frequente de infâmias, pequenas e grandes, que o mundo anda produzindo acabou te anestesiando, pois existir em constante mal humor faz mal à saúde. O mal-estar é geral e ainda por cima há também as tuas questões particulares, que te fazem ficar de frente com verdades duras, reconhecimentos que não podem ser protelados. Cuida, então, para que teu coração não se amargue, renova a confiança, recupera a capacidade de te maravilhar com pequenos assuntos, pois o dia em que teu coração se render à amargura terás dado o passo definitivo para te converteres naquilo que hoje desprezas.
14.8.14
10 coisas
"I hate the way you talk to me,
and the way you cut your hair
I hate the way you drive my car,
I hate it when you stare.
I hate your big dumb combat boats,
and the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much, that it makes me sick,
And even makes me rhyme.
I hate the way you're always right.
I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh,
even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it when you not around,
and the fact that you didn't call...
But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you,
Not even close,
Not even a little bit,
Not even at all."
13.8.14
Just Like a Woman
Link: http://www.vagalume.com.br/bob-dylan/just-like-a-woman-traducao-2.html#ixzz3AHb2PPWO