Saturday, September 30, 2006

Ruínas

Se é sempre Outono o rir das primaveras,
Castelos, um a um, deixa-os cair...
Que a vida é um constante derruir
De palácios do Reino das Quimeras!


E deixa sobre as ruínas crescer heras.
Deixa-as beijar as pedras e florir!
Que a vida é um contínuo destruir
De palácios do Reino das Quimeras!


Deixa tombar meus rútilos castelos!
Tenho ainda mais sonhos para erguê-los
Mais altos do que as águias pelo ar!


Sonhos que tombam!Derrocada louca!
São como os beijos duma linda boca!
Sonhos!...Deixa-os tombar...deixa-os tombar...

Florbela Espanca

Wish you were here

So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell,
blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have you found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.
Pink Floyd