sábado, 20 de novembro de 2010

SÓ DE SACANAGEM




RODA MORTA

"O triste nisso tudo é tudo isso
Quer dizer, tirando nada, só me resta o compromisso
Com os dentes cariados da alegria
Com o desgosto e a agonia da manada dos normais.
O triste em tudo isso é isso tudo
A sordidez do conteúdo desses dias maquinais
E as máquinas cavando um poço fundo entre os braçais,
eu mesmo e o mundo dos salões coloniais.
Colônias de abutres colunáveis
Gaviões bem sociáveis vomitando entre os cristais
E as cristas desses galos de brinquedo
Cuja covardia e medo dão ao sol um tom lilás.
Eu vejo um mofo verde no meu fraque
E as moscas mortas no conhaque que eu herdei dos ancestrais
E as hordas de demônios quando eu durmo
Infestando o horror noturno dos meu sonhos infernais.
Eu sei que quando acordo eu visto a cara falsa e infame
como a tara do mais vil dentre os mortais
E morro quando adentro o gabinete
Onde o sócio o e o alcaguete não me deixam nunca em paz
O triste em tudo isso é que eu sei disso
Eu vivo disso e além disso
Eu quero sempre mais e mais."

mais e mais...
Sérgio Sampaio


sexta-feira, 19 de novembro de 2010

Alô, Alô Alô miséria! Alô, Alô Alô BRASIL!

Solidão acabou chegou ao fim
Felicidade tem hora
Ainda há de ser favela
Peça em museu de história
Oportunidade
Eu preciso de Oportunidade
A casa da comadre Joana Ficava bem aqui
Seus filho Barrigudo brincavam tentando se divertir
Mas a necessidade diária cortava mais que o sol
E a transação da muamba meu velho caiu na mão do menor
Alô, Alô Alô miséria
Alô Alô Brasil
Alô, Alô Alô miséria
Somos filhos do Brasil

MY DEAR WORLD...

I´d love to change you...



quinta-feira, 21 de outubro de 2010

Evolução?!?!?

REVOLUÇÃO: Ato ou efeito de resolver(se).

Última cena do filme O GRANDE DITADOR

"Pensamos demasiadamente
Sentimos muito pouco
Necessitamos mais de humildade
Que de máquinas.
Mais de bondade e ternura
Que de inteligência.
Sem isso,
A vida se tornará violenta e
Tudo se perderá."
Charles Chaplin

segunda-feira, 18 de outubro de 2010

DO THE EVOLUTION

I'm ahead, I'm a man
I'm the first mammal to wear pants, yeah
I'm at peace with my lust
I can kill 'cause in God I trust, yeah
It's evolution, baby


I'm at peace, I'm the man
Buying stocks on the day of the crash
On the loose, I'm a truck
All the rolling hills, I'll flatten 'em out, yeah
It's herd behavior, uh huh
It's evolution, baby


Admire me, admire my home
Admire my son, he's my clone
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
This land is mine, this land is free
I'll do what I want but irresponsibly
It's evolution, baby


I'm a thief, I'm a liar
There's my church, I sing in the choir
(hallelujah, hallelujah)


Admire me, admire my home
Admire my son, admire my clothes
'Cause we know, appetite for a nightly feast
Those ignorant Indians got nothin' on me
Nothin', why?
Because... it's evolution, baby!


I am ahead, I am advanced
I am the first mammal to make plans, yeah
I crawled the earth, but now I'm higher
2010, watch it go to fire
It's evolution, baby
It's evolution, baby
Do the evolution
Come on, come on, come on

Where is my mind?

With your feet on the air and your head on the ground,
Try this trick and spin it, (yeah) yeah,
Your head will collapse but there’s nothing in it,
And you’ll ask yourself:
“Where is my mind?”

Way out in the water,
See it swimming?

I was swimming in the Caribbean,
Animals were hiding behind the rocks,
Except the little fish,
But they told me this is where it’s gonna talk to me honeybunny:
“Where is my mind?”

Way out in the water,
See it swimming?

With your feet on the air and your head on the ground,
Try this trick and spin it, yeah,
Your head will collapse but there’s nothing in it,
And you’ll ask yourself:
“Where is my mind?”

Way out in the water,
See it swimming?

quinta-feira, 14 de outubro de 2010

What´s up?!

Twenty seven years and my life is still
I'm trying to get up that great big hill of hope
For a destination
I realized quickly when I knew I should
That the world was made up for this
Brotherhood of man
For whatever that means

And so I cry sometimes when I'm lying in bed
Just to get it all out what's in my head
And I, I am feeling a little peculiar

And so I wake in the morning and I step outside
And I take deep breath
And I get real high
And I scream from the top of my lungs
What's going on?

And I sing hey-yeah-yea-eah, eah hey yea yea
I said hey! what's goin' on?
And I sing hey-yeah-yea-eah, eah hey yea yea
I said hey! what's going on?

And I try, oh my God do I try
I try all the time
In this institution
And I pray, oh my God do I pray
I pray every single day
For a revolution

And so I cry sometimes when I'm lying in bed
Just to get it all out what's in my head
And I, I am feeling a little peculiar

And so I wake in the morning and I step outside
And I take deep breath
And I get real high
And I scream from the top of my lungs
What's going on?

And I sing hey-yeah-yea-eah, eah hey yea yea
I said hey! what's goin' on?
And I sing hey-yeah-yea-eah, eah hey yea yea
I said hey! what's going on?

Twenty-seven years of my life is still
I'm trying to get up that great big hill of hope
For a destination

sexta-feira, 17 de setembro de 2010

IMAGINE

 

Imagine there's no heaven
It's easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people
Living for today


Imagine there's no countries
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace


You may say
I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope some day
You'll join us
And the world will be as one


Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world


You may say,
I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope some day
You'll join us
And the world will be as one

quinta-feira, 16 de setembro de 2010

HERÓI DE GUERRA

He said "Son, have you seen the world?
Well, what would you say if I said that you could?
Just carry this gun and you'll even get paid."
I said "That sounds pretty good."

Black leather boots
Spit-shined so bright
They cut off my hair but it looked alright
We marched and we sang
We all became friends
As we learned how to fight

A hero of war
Yeah that's what I'll be
And when I come home
They'll be damn proud of me
I'll carry this flag
To the grave if I must
'Cause it's flag that I love
And a flag that I trust

I kicked in the door
I yelled my commands
The children, they cried
But I got my man
We took him away
A bag over his face
From his family and his friends

They took off his clothes
They pissed in his hands
I told them to stop
But then I joined in
We beat him with guns
And batons not just once
But again and again

A hero of war
Yeah that's what I'll be
And when I come home
They'll be damn proud of me
I'll carry this flag
To the grave if I must
'Cause it's flag that I love
And a flag that I trust

She walked through bullets and haze
I asked her to stop
I begged her to stay
But she pressed on
So I lifted my gun
And I fired away

And the shells jumped through the smoke
And into the sand
That the blood now had soaked
She collapsed with a flag in her hand
A flag white as snow

A hero of war
Is that what they see
Just medals and scars
So damn proud of me
And I brought home that flag
Now it gathers dust
But it's a flag that I love
It's the only flag I trust

He said, "Son, have you seen the world?
Well what would you say, if I said that you could?"

segunda-feira, 13 de setembro de 2010

domingo, 12 de setembro de 2010

AFASIA

"As palavras

Os discursos

A nova ordem mundial.

Todas as verdades incontestáveis do radical.

Parecem sons,

Parecem ondas que nunca poderemos ver

O ranço de verdade do que é o ideal.

Os loucos riem do presidente na TV,

Pois podem achar o que está velado sob o verbo e o poder e a língua escondem...

A retitude

O orgulho

As boas em más intenções

E toda violência aplicada para o bem.

Sorrir quando se quer chorar

Sorrir parar viver

Parecem homens mortos pra quem pode perceber.

Os loucos riem de você a discursar

Pois podem ouvir...

Seu coração prefere não amar

Ele quer ser Deus.

Vou sorrir! Vou chorar! Vou saber! Entender!"

IndigNAÇÃO

sexta-feira, 10 de setembro de 2010

Ao poeta Hardcoriano Cannibal


"Já faz um tempo, eu sinto



A terra tá me comendo


Mas é a terra que você não está vendo


Ela acaba minha vida


Um dedo na ferida


Eu não aguento


Grito, grita, só grita


Viver, sofrer sem dor


Se acostumar com a dor


Eu vou, eu não vou, eu vou


Mas eu pertencia, mas não pertencer


O que fazer? O quê? "

Blogger in My Life!

I'm tired of this city
All this toil and strife.

trying to cross the boulevard
playing Blogger with my life.
Blogger with my life!!!