NAPALM LOVE - BY AIR

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Amores.

Uns mais apegados. Outros mais desgarrados.

Uns mais duros. Outros mais suaves.

Secos. Melosos.

Físicos. Mentais.

Carinhosos. Doloridos.

Tristes. Alegres.

Negros. Floridos.

Certo e errado? Melhor e pior? Ah, não. Seria muito simples se fosse só assim...

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I'm falling in love
I'm falling down, falling down
Down on the ground
I'm falling in love
I'm falling down, falling down
Down on the ground

How strange is your love
How strange is your love
How warm is your love
How tough is your love

I'm hitting the ground
It's hurting me, hurting me
It's hurting my love
I'm hitting the ground
It's hurting me, hurting me
It's hurting my love

How strange is your love
How strange is your love
How warm is your love
How tough is your love

I'm burning my love
I'm burning alive, burning alive
Down on the ground
I'm burning my love
I'm burning alive, burning alive
Down on the ground

How strange is your love
How strange is your love
How warm is your love
How tough is your love

How strange is your love
How strange is your love
How warm is your love
How tough is your love

I'm falling in love
I'm falling down, falling down
Down on the ground
I'm falling in love
I'm falling down, falling down
Down on the ground

How strange is your love
How strange is your love
How warm is your love

How tough is your love
How tough is your love
How tough is your love
How tough is your love
How tough is your love

MISS MODULAR - BY STEREOLAB

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Uma ilusão de ótica.
Quantas vezes não temos uma, e nem sempre ela está sobre a caixa de papel cartão.
Quando ela está aí, tudo bem. Como a letra fala, vira um jogo de mistério.
O que será na verdade, além de uma simples ilusão?
Às vezes andando na rua. Às vezes falando com alguém.
Outra ilusão.
Esta é ruim.
O pior é desconfiar que esta ilusão está assinada por você mesmo.
E ai?
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Sur la boîte cartonnée un trompe-l'oeil
avoue volontiers qu'il est trompe-l'oeil
Sur la boîte cartonnée un trompe-l'oeil
avoue volontiers qu'il est trompe-l'oeil

donne l'idée du jeu et du mystère
un spectacle intime donne l'idée du jeu et de l'humour
spectacle qui rime, qui suscite dans les yeux un éclair
une découverte, une idée qui peut jouer des tours
une muse, certes, donne l'idée du jeu et du mystère
un spectacle intime.

Sur la boîte cartonnée un trompe-l'oeil
avoue volontiers qu'il est trompe-l'oeil
Sur la boîte cartonnée un trompe-l'oeil
avoue volontiers qu'il est trompe-l'oeil

ONLY WHEN I SLEEP - BY THE CORRS

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A entrega ao sono... tão rara hoje em dia.

Os braços que me acolhem são exatamente tudo que eu precisava.

Este cuidar e ser cuidado,

Amar e ser amado.

E é tão bom perceber que estes braços são meus próprios braços.

É... este foi o melhor presente.

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k6BU6Nb_vDM

You're only just a dreamboat
Sailing in my head
You swim my secret oceans
Of coral blue and red
Your smell is incense burning
Your touch is silken yet
It reaches through my skin
And moving from within
It clutches at my breast

But it's only when I sleep
See you in my dreams
You got me spinning round and round
Turning upside-down
But I only hear you breathe

Somewhere in my sleep
Got me spinning round and round
Turning upside-down
But its only when I sleep

And when I wake from slumber
Your shadow's disappear
Your breath is just a sea mist
Surrounding my body
I'm workin' through the daytime
But when it's time to rest
I'm lying in my bed
Listening to my breath
Falling from the edge
But it's only when I sleep

See you in my dreams
You got me spinning round and round
Turning upside-down
But I only hear you breathe

Somewhere in my sleep
Got me spinning round and round
Turning upside-down
But its only when I sleep
It's only when I sleep

Sharon instrumental

Up to the sky
Where angels fly
I'll never die
Hawaiian High
In bed I lie
No need to cry
My sleeping cry
Hawaiian High

It's reaching through my skin
Movin' from within
Clutches at my breasts
But it's only when I sleep....

See you in my dreams
You got me spinning round and round
Turning upside-down
But I only hear you breathe

Somewhere in my sleep
Got me spinning round and round
Turning upside-down
But its only when I sleep

Up to the sky
Where angels fly
I'll never die
Hawaiian High
In bed I lie
No need to cry
My sleeping cry
Hawaiian High

TWILIGHT WORLD - BY SWING OUT SISTER

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Anos 80? Não... impressão sua.
Vivemos num mundo obscuro mesmo. Tudo é muito relativo. E desde muito antes dos 80.
O meu jeito de pensar é um absurdo para meu melhor amigo.
O meu melhor amigo é um absurdo para o meu jeito de pensar.
Eu sou o jeito de pensar do meu melhor amigo absurdo.
Não é tudo relativo? Então. Por que tanta intolerância?
Por que não conseguir dormir à noite?
Há mais entre o céu e a terra do que o dinheiro da conta corrente.
Mundo nosso muito relativo, é mesmo.
E quando você se toca, o que acabou de ler aqui não faz sentido nenhum.
Ou faz, né?
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KNIvm_73GbY

It's twilight world

It's twilight world

Time out
World in a hurry
There's more love than money changing hands

Lights out
Thinking out loud
Turn your back on the world outside

Night thoughts
No one can share
As darkness breaks through another day

Secrets
Talking out loud
Silence waits just a dream away

Forget lonely crowds, unfriendly faces
They'll soon became familliar places
Before too long, before too long

Don't be fooled by love songs and lonely hearts
You're living in a twilight world
Don't be fooled by love songs and lonely hearts
Don't give in to the twilight world

Time out
World in a hurry
There's more love than money changing hands

Lights out
Thinking out loud
Turn your back on the world outside

Forget lonely crowds, unfriendly faces
They'll soon became familliar places
Before too long, before too long

Don't be fooled by love songs and lonely hearts
You're living in a twilight world
Don't be fooled by love songs and lonely hearts
Don't give in to the twilight world

(Instrumental Break)

Don't be fooled by love songs and lonely hearts
You're living in a twilight world
Don't be fooled by love songs and lonely hearts
Don't give in to the twilight world

MAKE YOUR OWN KIND OF MUSIC - BY THE MAMAS AND THE PAPAS

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Acima, The Mamas and The Papas e Desmond, personagem da série Lost.
Só quem ouve e assiste (respectivamente) entende realmente o que se passa.
Os vídeos abaixo são os melhores mesmo quanto ao som, à qualidade.
Eu sei. A música não combina, exatamente, com o que é mostrado.
Mas às vezes, em algumas situações, o que ouvimos não combina nada mesmo com o que vemos. É incrível, é isto mesmo. A gente ouve uma coisa e vê outra.
E pode? Claro que pode. O que é que não pode?
Agora, se os interlocutores vão gostar, aí é outra coisa.
O melhor mesmo é fazermos do nosso jeito, nossa própria música.
Nem que seja para cantarmos sozinhos.
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Lost Video 1: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UNmFYwqJrHA

Lost Video 2: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=huh88dA22CA

Nobody can tell ya
There's only one song worth singing
They may try and sell ya
Cause it hangs them up
To see someone like you

But you gotta make your own kind of music
Sing your own special song
Make your own kind music
Even if nobody else sings along

You're gonna be nowhere
The loneliest kind of lonely
It may be rough going
Just to do your thing is the hardest things to do

But you gotta make your own kind of music
Sing your own special song
Make your own kind music
Even if nobody else sings along

So if you cannot take my hand
And if you must be going, I will understand

You gotta make your own kind of music
Sing your own special song
Make your own kind music
Even if nobody else sings along

You gotta make your own kind of music
Sing your own special song
Make your own kind music
Even if nobody else sings along

You gotta make your own kind of music
Sing your own special song
Make your own kind music ...

CHANGES - BY 3 DOORS DOWN

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Será que realmente alguém é capaz de expressar o que sente?
Qual o motivo?
E será que paramos de nos transformar em algum momento?
As mudanças são necessárias e nem sempre notadas.
Nem sempre levadas em conta, mas cruciais de uma ou outra forma.
Minha opinião é a mesma de Guimarães Rosa:
"... o mais importante e bonito, do mundo, é isto: que as pessoas não estão sempre iguais, ainda não foram terminadas – mas que elas vão sempre mudando. Afinam ou desafinam."
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Som médio, mas ao vivo: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NerQSdNj1xc

Melhor som, mas a música não está inteira: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HfRoIJ-Wx40


I'm not suposed to be scared of anything, but I don't know where I am
I wish that I could move but I'm exhausted and nobody understands (how I feel)
I'm trying hard to breathe now but there's no air in my lungs
There's no one here to talk to and the pain inside is making me numb

I try to hold this, under control
They can't help me 'cause no one knows

Now I'm going through changes, changes
God, I feel so frustrated lately
When I get suffocated, save me
Now I'm going through changes, changes

I'm feeling weak and weary walking through this world alone
Everything you say, every word of it, cuts me to the bone [and I bleed]
I've got something to say, but now I've got no where to turn
It feels like I've been buried underneath all the weight of the world

I try to hold this Under control
They can't help me 'cause no one knows

Now I'm going through changes, changes
God, I feel so feel so frustrated lately
When I get suffocated, save me
Now I'm going through changes, changes

I'm running, shaking
Bound and breaking
I hope I make it through all these changes

Now I'm going through changes, changes
God, I feel so frustrated lately
When I get suffocated, save me
Now I'm falling apart, now I feel it

But I'm going through changes, changes
God, I feel so feel so frustrated lately
When I get suffocated, I hate this
But I'm going through changes, changes

دايم دوم - DAYEM DOUM - BY ASSI AL HILLANI

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Não é mesmo um problema quando colocamos nossa felicidade nas mãos do outro?
Tem gente que não acha.
Uns que ainda não abriam seus olhos ou outros que ainda não encontraram seu grande amor?
Esta é para quem ama de todo o coração, incondicionalmente, sem parar para pensar
E que passam mal com isso.
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FxRY0ehxpeo

دايم دوم
لالالالا تبعد عني يوم لالالالا... لالالالا تز عل مني يوم لالالالا... أنا اللي روحي تحبك دايم دوم... قابي عاشق قابك دايب مغروم... دوب روحي، سهر عيني يوم بيوم... لالالالا تبعد عني يوم لالالالا... شوق أنا ليك ما يهدا ثواني... ماقدر على جفاك ما دوق الهنا... أنت بغكر ي يوم يامالك حناني... و الله ما بعيش من غيرك أنا... حنك أجمل لون بلون حياتي
عاجب الحياة يجمعنا سوا... أنت ضي العين، أفراحي و آهاتي... يسعدني هواك يا أحلى هوا

A letra acima traduz-se da seguinte forma:

Sempre
Não me deixe e não fique triste comigo, aconteça o que acontecer. Sou o único que sempre te amará. Meu coração te ama tanto. Encante minha alma e me deixe acordado todas as noite. Minha vontade por ti nunca se acalma, nem por um segundo. Jamais aguentaria sua ida. Você está sempre em meus pensamentos. Eu não seria capaz de viver sem você nem por alguns instantes. Seu amor é a cor mais bonita em minha vida. A paixão da vida nos une. Você é o brilho dos meus olhos. Você é minha felicidade e meus suspiros e seu amor é minha felicidade.

YOU KEEP ME HANGIN' ON - BY SUPREMES

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É assim mesmo. Tem gente que não desgruda, mas não gruda.
Não cuida e nem descuida.
Liga, mas não aparece.
Aparece, mas não liga.
Sem considerar razões, isto faz parte da vida de todos.
Inclusive delas acima.
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8r0jLHwWrQM

Set me free, why don't cha babe
Get out my life, why don't cha babe
Cause you don't really love me
You just keep me hangin' on
You don't really need me
But you keep me hangin' on

Why do you keep coming around
Playing with my heart?
Why don't you get out of my life
And let me make a new start?
Let me get over you
The way you've gotten over me

Set me free, why don't cha babe
Let me be, why don't cha babe '
Cause you don't really love me
You just keep me hangin' on
Now you don't really want me
You just keep me hangin' on

You say although we broke up
You still wanna be just friends
But how can we still be friends
When seeing you only breaks my heart again
And there ain't nothing I can do about it

Woo, set me free, why don't cha babe
Woo, get out my life, why don't cha babe
Set me free, why don't cha babe
Get out my life, why don't cha babe

You claim you still care for me
But your heart and soul needs to be free
Now that you've got your freedom
You wanna still hold on to me
You don't want me for yourself
So let me find somebody else Hey!

Why don't you be a man about it
And set me free
Now you don't care a thing about me
You're just using me
Go on, get out, get out of my life
And let me sleep at night '
Cause you don't really love me
You just keep me hangin' on...

WE USED TO BE FRIENDS - BY THE DANDY WARHOLS

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A distância se faz presente.

Bom em alguns casos, ruim em outros.

Algumas pessoas, alguns momentos.

Há aqueles que não merecem, há outros que merecem.

De qualquer forma, o retorno, geralmente agradável, acontece.

Porque o mundo gira.

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A3FXQViwGlk

A long time ago, we used to be friends
But I haven't thought of you lately at all
If ever again, a greeting I send to you,
Short and sweet to the soul is all I intend.

A, ah-ahh-ahh-ahh
A, ah-ahh-ahh-ahh
A, ah-ahh-ahh-ahh
A, ah-ahh-ahh-ahh

Come on now, honey,
Bring it on, bring it on, yeah.
Just remember me when you're good to go
Come on now, sugar,
Bring it on, bring it on, yeah.
Just remember me when.

It's something I said, or someone I know.
Or you called me up, maybe I wasn't home.
Now everybody needs some time,
And everybody know
The rest of it's fine
And everybody knows that.

Come on now, sugar,
Bring it on, bring it on, yeah.
Just remember me when you're good to go
Come on now, honey,
Bring it on, bring it on, yeah.
Just remember me when.

We used to be friends a long time ago.
We used to be friends a long time ago.
We used to be friends a long time ago.
We used to be friends, hey hey

A, ah-ahh-ahh-ahh
A, ah-ahh-ahh-ahh
A, ah-ahh-ahh-ahh
A, ah-ahh-ahh-ahh

A long time ago, we used to be friends
But I haven't thought of you lately at all
If ever again, a greeting I send to you,
Short and sweet to the soul is all I intend.

We used to be friends a long time ago.
We used to be friends a long time ago.
We used to be friends a long time ago.
We used to be friends,
A, ah-ahh-ahh-ahh
A, ah-ahh-ahh-ahh
A, ah-ahh-ahh-ahh
A, ah-ahh-ahh-ahh

EYES - BY ROGUE WAVE

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Da trilha sonora de Heroes (Ep.01 e 17).

Demorei para encontrar esta música.

E demorei para entender que, apesar de tudo,

Os pássaros que passam e cantam não me deixam esquecer que o mundo existe.

Apesar de tudo e qualquer coisa, o mundo existe.

E entender que, se eu sentia falta de um olhar, este olhar era o meu mesmo.

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RkvJ80z8WZY

Missed the last train home
Birds pass by to tell me that I’m not alone
Well i’m pushing myself
To finish this part
I can handle a lot
But one thing i’m missing
Is in your eyes
In your eyes
In your eyes
In your eyes
In your eyes
In your eyes
In your eyes

Have you seen this film
It reminds me of walking down the avenues
Well I’m washing my hands of attachments, yeah
I will land on the ground
But one thing I’m missing
Is in your eyes
In your eyes
In your eyes
In your eyes
In your eyes
In your eyes

In your eyes

ZEN - BY ZAZIE

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Às vezes, um pouco de sangue frio nas veias é bom.
Encarar os problemas e surpresas com um pouco de distância e indiferença faz bem.
É um jeito de não se misturar tanto, tanto, a ponto de não saber o que é você e o que é o problema.
Seja ZEN. Pelo menos às vezes, um pouco...
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bdKF3VKw0dk

Un canard dans le café.
J'ai du mal à digérer, parfois,
Tous les papiers mâchés
Qui se prennent à mon filet
De voix. Pauvre pêcheur,
Fallait lire entre mes lignes,
Pas mordre à mes sautes d'humeur
Même si je n'en suis pas digne.
Fallait rester Zen. Soyons Zen,
Du sang froid dans les veines, soyons Zen
Plus de choc à la chaîne.
Zen, restons Zen,
Du calme à la vie comme à la scène,
Sans amour et sans haine.

J'suis pas dans l'vent des guignols,
De ces joueurs en fond de court,
De ceux qui, pour un p'tit bout d'atoll,
Sont prêts à larguer les amours,
Tous ces maîtres-chanteurs
Qui manquent de coffre et de hauteur.
C'est facile de compter les erreurs
Quand on ne joue pas la scène.

L'erreur est humaine. Soyons Zen.
Du sang froid dans les veines. Soyons Zen
Plus de choc à la chaîne.
Zen, restons Zen.
Du calme à la vie comme à la scène,
Sans amour et sans haine.
Zen, Zen,
Zen, Zen.

Zen, restons Zen.
Du sang froid dans les veines, Zen
Plus de choc à la chaîne, Zen.
Du calme à la vie comme à la scène,
Sans amour et sans haine,
Zen,
Sans amour et sans haine,
Zen,
Sans amour et sans haine,
Soyons Zen,
Zen.

DOWNTOWN - BY PETULA CLARK

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Algumas músicas... pensamentos, desejos.
No rítmo, na letra.
Assim como Juliet (Elizabeth Mitchell) de Lost, antes de deixar os muffins ficarem torrados no forno, ouvir Downtown me leva a minha casa. A que adoro.
De onde não quero me mudar nunca. Só se for para uma maior e por um tempo.
O passado e o presente se misturam com os projetos de um futuro surpreendente.
How can you lose?
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8GVE7lRZuFM

When you're alone and life is making you lonely
You can always go - downtown
When you've got worries, all the noise and the hurry
Seems to help, I know - downtown
Just listen to the music of the traffic in the city
Linger on the sidewalk where the neon signs are pretty
How can you lose?

The lights are much brighter there
You can forget all your troubles, forget all your cares
So go downtown, things'll be great when you're
Downtown - no finer place, for sure
Downtown - everything's waiting for you

Don't hang around and let your problems surround you
There are movie shows - downtown
Maybe you know some little places to go to
Where they never close - downtown
Just listen to the rhythm of a gentle bossa nova
You'll be dancing with him too before the night is over
Happy again

The lights are much brighter there
You can forget all your troubles, forget all your cares
So go downtown, where all the lights are bright
Downtown - waiting for you tonight
Downtown - you're gonna be all right now

[Instrumental break]

And you may find somebody kind to help and understand you
Someone who is just like you and needs a gentle hand to
Guide them along

So maybe I'll see you there
We can forget all our troubles, forget all our cares
So go downtown, things'll be great when you're
Downtown - don't wait a minute for
Downtown - everything's waiting for you

Downtown, downtown, downtown, downtown ...

MAD WORLD - BY TEARS FOR FEARS

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Trilha sonora do filme Donnie Darko. Um dos melhores que já vi.
Você sabe se está são ou louco?
Sabe se está no presente, passado ou futuro?
Se está dormindo ou acordado?
Está percebendo ou ignorando?
Avançando ou retrocedendo?
Está?
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nXuXikfIYHY

All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places
Worn out faces

Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere
Going nowhere

Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression
No expression

Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
No tomorrow
No tomorrow

And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I´m dying
Are the best I´ve ever had
I find it hard to tell you
´cause I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It´s a very very
Mad world
Mad world
Mad world
Mad world

Children waiting for the day they feel good
Happy birthday
Happy birthday

Made to feel the way that every child should
Sit and listen
Sit and listen

Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me
No one knew me

Now the teacher tells me what´s my lesson
Look right through me
Look right through me

And I find it kind of funny...

HAPPY SAD - BY PIZZICATO 5

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Nunca se sentiu feliz e triste ao mesmo tempo?
Segundos de diferença?
A criança que ri chorando, ou chora sorrindo.
É ser bipolar, sem ser.
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=79vbjBudqXo

I'm so mad about you going out of my mind
Say you want me baby,
Baby could you send me a sign?
Cuz' every time we're together
You keep me guessing
Thinking about the mood in your eyes
Smile as I see you walking on the runway
Love you and it's no surprise

Happy Sad, honto ni okashi na adana ne!
Fukigen na 'pose' kidotteru

And every time that I see you walking away
You know I don't know what to do
Just like living on a rollercoaster
My heart just belongs to you
My moody blues could stay or go away
Boy you just call my name
My heart can make brand new kind
Of sweet soul music
Don't care if I'm mad or glad
Make me feel so Happy Sad

Ooh, anata to futari nara itsudatte,
'Happy Sad, Happy Sad, ooh ooh'
ooh anata o aishitara itsudatte,
'Happy Sad, Happy Sad'
Naiteruno? Uso yo, waratteru
Tenki ame mitaina, sonna koibito,
Anata wa
Sonna yuutsu na kao shitetara mou nani
Mo Hanasenaku naru
Ana ni fuzaketeta kuse ni,
Fusagi konderu
Mayonaka no 'turntable'
Tada mawari tsuzukeru
Odoritaku nainara hitoride odoru,
Itsudate 'Happy Sad'

Ooh, anata to futari nara itsudatte,
'Happy Sad, Happy Sad, ooh ooh'
ooh anata o aishitara itsudatte,
'Happy Sad, Happy Sad'

Sad, happy sad
Sad, happy sad (keep on saying, keep on saying)
Sad, happy sad
Sad, happy sad (keep on saying, keep on saying)

My moody blues could stay or go away
Boy you just call my name
My heart can make brand new kind
Of sweet soul music
Don't care if I'm mad or glad
Make me feel so Happy Sad

FRENCH DISKO - BY STEREOLAB

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Realmente, é um mundo absurdo.
Mas tampouco vejo razão para se retirar.
O bizarro, proibido me atrai. E muito.
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IH3aQJj119Y

Though this world's essentially an absurd place to be living in
It doesn't call for total withdrawal
I've been told it's a fact of life
Men have to kill one another
Well I say there are still things worth fighting for

La Resistance!

Though this world's essentially an absurd place to be living in
It doesn't call for (bubble withdrawal)
It said human existence is pointless
As acts of rebellious solidarity
Can bring sense in this world

La Resistance!

EXCURSIONS INTO "OH, A-OH" - BY STEREOLAB

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Na música, primeiro o prazer. Depois, o desespero.

O desespero de quem é escravo do prazer, só que quando o prazer acaba.

Incrível, realmente.

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4swua3JF-Nk

Riding after recognition
Instant gratification
Silky cradle of illusion
Immediate satisfaction (pleasure...)
I want to build a castle (pleasure...)
It's too much of a hassle.


Desperate polemic
To feel more happy.


It's a funny dictatorship
The one by which one must have
Pleasure, pleasure, pleasure all of the time.


In "love" before this angry life/life (pleasure...)
Try to make it work in disguise (pleasure...)
Doesn't exist, I realize.


His false and artificial means (pleasure...)
Isn't my reality (pleasure...)
Enforces a state of...

Desperate polemic
To feel more happy.


Their hole" is...
Our freedom is endless.