quinta-feira, dezembro 29, 2005

De tanto bater meu coração parou...

...não sei se acredito...
...se assim fosse, quantas vezes não teria já o meu coração parado...
...pode um coração parar de tanto bater por uma pessoa, por um sonho...
...não sei se acredito...

Meto a mão ao peito e por entre os seus suspiros ouço o meu coração bater incansável por aquilo que me recuso a deixar de acreditar...embora saiba ser difícil e inútil...

Abrações Grandões

terça-feira, dezembro 27, 2005

Big Love...

Looking out for love
In the night so still
Oh I'll build you a kingdom
In that house on the hill
Looking out for love
Big, big love
You said that you love me
And that you always will
Oh you begged me to keep you
In that house on the hill
Looking out for love
Big, big loveI wake up alone
With it allI wake up
But only to fall
Looking out for love
Big, big love
Just looking out for love
Big, big love
(Fleetwood Mac - Lindsey Buckhingham)

I am and always will be...looking out for love...a big BIG love

Abraços Grandes

Espero que tenham tido um Feliz Natal, com tudo o que vos faça feliz...

domingo, dezembro 11, 2005

The eternal roamer...

I am the eternal roamer
The eternal dreamer with the broken heart
Ill-fated, misplaced, apart from the world
I am the one who hides darkness with light,
Who during the day, carries shadows of the night
Who never lets emotions sleep, for they dwell in my eyes
Fill my dreams, my visions, my senses, expelled in unheard sighs
I am the one with the melted heart
Whose pieces are far apart
With little or no hope to ever be patched
For each piece I take I fail in finding a match
I am the one who burns inside, helplessly consumed by the flames
Whose screams are mute to avoid shame
Behind a smile may lie a frown, a bitter drop of salty tears
Behind a second's look of pain, may lie a hollow of lasting fears

I am the one who dreams away, and sails in his own sea
Yet is, and has always been, beaten by the tide
Tired of trying to roam at my will, though unsuccessfully
I finds that not even in myself can I confide

Abraços Grandes

domingo, dezembro 04, 2005

The purpose of life...

(inspirado em "Niceland")
What is the purpose of life?
"Is it going to the cinema with someone, and not sleeping the night before because of the butterflies in your stomach?"
Isn't it in the smallest of things, something worthy of a whisper, able to settle the wildest of hearts, and bend the strongest of wills? Isn't it just a few words you can blow on someone's ear, and then smile, assured that everything is alright then?
Is it what you put in when you're with others, in your relationships, in your ties to the world? In your ties to life? Is it in understanding that life ends, and whatever follows isn't meant to be discovered before it, and there's nothing you can do about that?
I think the purpose of life is in us, and each one of us has many purposes which we should share. If a simple word, a simple smile can make a difference in our life, why shoudn't we make a difference on someone else's?
Live simple, Live Life...and Live Forever in each moment you are granted, and share that eternity with your loved ones so they get a taste of it ;o) and get addicted too!
Grandes Abraços deste maluco :o)