segunda-feira, 11 de julho de 2011

BEAUTIFUL WORLD - BY UTADA HIKARU




















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Pela saudade que sinto da insólita Shunde,
Pela saudade que sinto da calorosa Kowloon,
Por todos os momentos que me fizeram descobrir uma coisas nas outras,
Como eu descobri o Japão desta música na China movimentada.
Fei chang ga xiè.
:)
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Its only love
Its only love

moshimo negai hitotsu dake kanau nara
kimi no soba de nemurasete donna basho de mo ii yo
Beautiful world
mayowazu kimi dake wo mitsumeteiru
Beautiful boy
jibun no utsukushisa mada shiranai no

Its only love

nete mo samete mo shounen manga
yume mite bakka jibun ga suki janai no

nani ga hoshiika wakaranakute
tada hoshigatte nurui namida ga hou wo tsutau

iitai koto nanka nai
tada mou ichido aitai
iitai koto ienai
konjou nashi ka mo shirenai
sore de ii kedo

moshimo negai hitotsu dake kanau nara
kimi no soba de nemurasete donna basho de mo ii yo
Beautiful world
mayowazu kimi dake wo mitsumeteiru
Beautiful boy
jibun no utsukushisa mada shiranai no

Its only love

donna koto de mo yatte mite
son wo shitatte sukoshi keiken chiagaru

shinbun nanka iranai
kanjin na koto ga nottenai
saikin choushi doudai?
genki ni shiteru nara
betsu ni ii kedo

boku no sekai kieru made aenu nara
kimi no soba de nemurasete donna basho de mo kekkou
Beautiful world
hakanaku sugite yuku hibi no naka de
Beautiful boy
kibun no mura wa shitakanai ne

moshimo negai hitotsu dake kanau nara
kimi no soba de nemurasete

sábado, 9 de outubro de 2010

I'M NOT YOUR TOY - BY LA ROUX





















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Não dá para continuarem brincando assim...
É engraçado como para um, às vezes é um simples encontro e, para o outro, é um Encontro.
Fiquei viciado neste vídeo e nesta música porque é uma revolta alegre ao tratamento mercadológico das emoções do outro.
A estranha dança para mim simboliza a falta de jogo de cintura que ficamos em uma situação assim.
O futuro tecnológico então prevê uma piora na situação geral?
Espero que não.
La Roux foi o boom de 2009 e eu descobri só há pouco tempo. Espero que gostem. ;)
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Love, love is like a stubborn youth
That you'd rather just deny
I'm walking on a broken roof
While I'm looking at the sky

It's all false love and affection
You don't want me
You just like the attention
Yes it's all false love and affection
You don't like me
You just want the attention

I'm not your toy
This isn't another girl meets boy x2

Love, love hides in a smoky light
And I can never find the truth
Boy, your touches leave me mystified
And I wish I could believe in you

Yes it's all false love and affection
You don't want me
You just like the attention
Yes it's all false love and affection
You don't like me
You just want the attention

I'm not your toy
This isn't another girl meets boy x3

It's all false love and affection
You don't want me
You just like the attention
Yes it's all false love and affection
You don't like me
You just want the attention

I'm not your toy
This isn't another girl meets boy x4

terça-feira, 13 de julho de 2010

FAST CAR - BY TRACY CHAPMAN





















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É isso mesmo, às vezes me sinto assim.
Com vontade de largar tudo e agarrar alguém que está longe, ou quer ir para longe.
Sair dirigindo.
Mas não... eu não sou deste tipo. Eu sou do tipo que insiste.
Insiste com os lugares, as pessoas, os afetos, as crenças, os desejos, as vontades.
Esta música eu ouvi enquanto passeava sozinho em um shopping, em outra cidade, outro país.
Que coincidência, não é verdade?
Um viagem cheia, repleta de coincidências, Encontros, re-Encontros, descobertas.
Mas já estou de volta. De volta às minhas insistências cotidianas.
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You've got a fast car
I wanna a ticket to anywhere
Maybe we make a deal
Maybe together we can get somewhere
Any place is better
Starting from zero, got nothing to lose
Maybe we'll make something
Me, myself, I've got nothing to prove

You've got a fast car
I've got a plan to get us out of here
Been working at the convenience store
Managed to save just a little bit of money
Won't have to drive too far
Just cross the border and into the city
You and I can both get jobs
And finally see what it means to be living

See my old man's got a problem
Live with the bottle, that's the way it is
He says his body's too old for working
His body's too young, to look like his
When mama went off and left him
She wanted more from life than he could give
I said somebody's got to take care of him
So I quit school and that's what I did

You've got a fast car
Is it fast enough so we can fly away?
We gotta make a decision
Leave tonight or live and die this way

Say remember when we were driving, driving in your car
Speed so fast it felt like I was drunk
City lights lay out before us
And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder
And I had a feeling that I belonged
I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone

You've got a a fast car
We go cruising entertain ourselves
You still ain't got a job
Now I work in the market as a checkout girl
I know things will get better
You'll find work and I'll get promoted
We'll move out of the shelter
Buy a bigger house and live in the suburbs

Say remember when we were driving, driving in your car
Speeds so fast it felt like I was drunk
City lights lay out before us
And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder
And I had a feeling that I belonged
I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone

You've got a fast car
I've got a job that pays all our bills
You stay out drinking late at the bar
See more of your friends than you do of your kids
I'd always hoped for better
Thought maybe together you and me'd find it
I got no plans and I ain't going nowhere
So take your fast car and keep on driving

Say remember when we were driving, driving in your car
Speeds so fast it felt like I was drunk
City lights lay out before us
And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder
And I had a feeling that I belonged
I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone

You've got a fast car
Is it fast enough so you can fly away?
You gotta make a decision
Leave tonight or live and die this way

segunda-feira, 14 de junho de 2010

SHE WORKS HARD FOR THE MONEY - BY DONNA SUMMER




















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Acho que esta é a música com a qual mais me identifico no momento.
Um amigo diz: I work hard for the money, so hard for it honey (Gu).
E outro diz: Você deveria ir ouvindo esta música logo quando o dia amanhece para dar mais ânimo (Dan).
Bom, além disto tudo, hoje este amigo (Dan) me contou que esta pessoa que trabalha muito duro por dinheiro [sic] existiu de verdade, se chama Onetta, e tinha 3 empregos além de criar 2 filhos que eram pestes. Resultado: Donna Summer a viu trabalhando um dia e dormindo de tanto cansaço. Teve a idéia da música na hora, escreveu alí mesmo e foi o maior hit. Onetta saiu na contra-capa do disco e deve ter continuado working hard for the money.
Hoje saí às 6h de casa, cheguei às 22h30.
You'd better treat me right, alright?
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She works hard for the money
so hard for it honey
she works hard for the money
so you better treat her right

She works hard for the money
so hard for it honey
she works hard for the money
so you better treat her right

Onetta there in the corner stand
and wonders where she is and
it's strange to her
some people seem to have everything

Nine a.m. on the hour hand
and she's waiting for the bell
and she's looking real pretty
just wait for her clientele

She works hard for the money
so hard for it honey
she works hard for the money
so you better treat her right

She works hard for the money
so hard for it honey
she works hard for the money
so you better treat her right

Twenty five years have
come and gone
and she' seen a lot of tears
of the ones who come in
they really seem to need her there

It's a sacrifice working day to day
for little money just tips for pay
But it's worth it all
just to hear them say that they care

She works hard for the money
so hard for it honey
she works hard for the money
so you better treat her right

She already knows
she's seen her bad times
she already knows
these are the good times

She'll never sell out
she never will
not for a dollar bill
she works hard

She works hard for the money
so hard for it honey
she works hard for the money
so you better treat her right

She works hard for the money
so hard for it honey
she works hard for the money
so you better treat her right

She works hard for the money
so hard for it honey
she works hard for the money
so you better treat her right

sábado, 15 de maio de 2010

DANCEFLOOR - BY THE APPLES IN STEREO





















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É isto mesmo...
Apesar da pista nem estar mais lá, nossos corpos continuam dançando.
Apesar de algumas pessoas não estarem mais por aqui, nosso coração continua batendo.
O mundo é muito confuso.
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I wanna feel that,
I wanna feel that, that my future's still comin'.
I walk into the night, and from the city lights,
But my mind is still runnin'.
I could see your face again,
I could see my old friends, in my sweet imagination. (sweet imagination)
I walk into the street, and from the city beat,
But my mind is still racin'.

The dance floor isn't there no more,
But my body's still movin'.
Tell me, do you know,
Where are we to go, when our world is so confusing?

Ooh, I wanna go there,
Temptations fill the air in my sweet recollection. (sweet recollection)
Ooh, I see a "For Sale" sign,
Where we made up our minds to be more than just good friends.

The dance floor isn't there no more,
But my body's still movin'. (my body's still movin')
Tell me, do you know,
Where are we to go, when our world is so confusing? (my world is so confusing)

You know the dance floor isn't there no more,
But my body's still movin'. (my body's still movin')
Tell me, do you know,
Where are we to go, when our world is so confusing? (my world is so confusing)

You know the dance floor (dance floor, dance floor)
Isn't there no more. (there no more, there no more)
You know the dance floor (dance floor, dance floor)
Isn't there no more. (there no more, there no more)

When our world is so confusing... [8x]

I walk into the night, and from the city lights,
But my mind is still runnin'. (mind is still runnin')
I wanna feel that,
I wanna feel that, that my future's still comin'.

The dance floor isn't there no more,
But my body's still movin'. (my body's still movin')
Tell me, do you know,
Where are we to go, when our world is so confusing? (my world is so confusing)

You know, the dance floor (dance floor) isn't there no more, (there no more)
But my body's still movin'. (my body's still movin')
Tell me, do you know,
Where are we to go, when our world is so confusing? (my world is so confusing)

You know, the dance floor (dance floor, dance floor)
Isn't there no more. (there no more, there no more)
You know, the dance floor (dance floor, dance floor)
Isn't there no more. (there no more, there no more)

You know, the dance floor,
'Cause they're in trouble,
Isn't there no more. (there no more, there no more)

You know, the dance floor,
They're in trouble,
Isn't there no more.

segunda-feira, 3 de maio de 2010

BAD ROMANCE - BY ON THE ROCKS






















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Após muitos e muitos meses sem passar por aqui, estou voltando aos poucos.
Após muitos e muitos meses áridos, tristes e sem perspectivas de melhora, está tudo voltando quase ao normal.
Quem nunca teve um Bad Romance? Mas sempre há tempo para procurar o Good Romance... ou quem sabe, um Good (and Bad) Romance?
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sexta-feira, 26 de junho de 2009

ALONE IN KYOTO - BY AIR



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Algumas músicas trazem os sentimentos à tona.
Entretanto, raramente acontece como nesta.
O retiro. O isolamento. A solidão. Tudo tão latente nesta música.
Sozinho em Kyoto.
É quase uma hipérbole: além de sozinho, em Kyoto.
Em Kyoto.
Eu sempre achei que a solidão tivesse seu encanto, sua beleza.
Jamais pude comprovar tão de perto;
Porque, além de estar sozinho, é realmente como se eu estivesse em Kyoto.
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