Matchbox Twenty - Bent ...apanha os meus pedaços...levanta-me

Letra


If I fall along the way
Pick me up and dust me off
And if I get too tired to make it
Be my breath so I can walk


If I need some other love
Give me more than I can stand
And when my smile gets old and faded
Wait around I'll smile again


Shouldn't be so complicated
Just hold me and then
Just hold me again


Can you help me I'm bent
I'm so scared that I'll never
Get put back together


You're breaking me in
And this is how we will end
With you and me bent


If I couldn't sleep could you sleep
Could you paint me better off
Could you sympathize with my needs
I know you think I need a lot


I started out clean but I'm jaded
Just phoning it in
Just breaking the skin


Can you help me I'm bent
I'm so scared that I'll never
Get put back together


You're breaking me in
And this is how we will end
With you and me bent


Start bending me
It's never enough
I feel all your pieces


Start bending me
Keep bending me until I'm completely broken in



Shouldn't be so complicated
Just touch me and then
Just touch me again



Can you help me I'm bent
I'm so scared that I'll never
Get put back together


You're breaking me in
And this is how we will end
With you and me bent


Can you help me I'm bent
I'm so scared that I'll never
Get put back together


You're breaking me in
And this is how we will end
With you and me bent

A canção de Natal mais sexy é de 1953: "Santa Baby"

Eartha Kitt celebrizou esta canção.




Madonna ajudou a apimentar esta provocante melodia de deixar qualquer Pai Natal a ver renas a andar à roda...





A letra:


Santa baby, slip a sable under the tree, for me



I've been an awful good girl


Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight






Santa baby, an out-of-space convertible too, light blue


I'll wait up for you dear


Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight






Think of all the fun I've missed


Think of all the fellas that I haven't kissed


Next year I could be oh so good


If you'd check off my Christmas list


Boo doo bee doo






Santa honey, I wanna yacht and really that's


Not a lot


I've been an angel all year


Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight






Santa cutie, there's one thing I really do need, the deed


To a platinum mine


Santa cutie, and hurry down the chimney tonight






Santa baby, I'm filling my stocking with a duplex, and checks


Sign your 'X' on the line


Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight






Come and trim my Christmas tree


With some decorations bought at Tiffany's


I really do believe in you


Let's see if you believe in me


Boo doo bee doo






Santa baby, forgot to mention one little thing, a ring


I don't mean a phone


Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight






Hurry down the chimney tonight


Hurry down the chimney tonight

"Please ReTweet me let me post": um novo hino às redes sociais :)

Um velho sucesso musical foi ligeiramente modificado para se tornar um hino às redes sociais digitais:

"Release Me", the 43-year old classic sang by Engelbert Humperdinck, has been reworked as a social media anthem performed by a 30-strong Drybrook & District Male Voice Choir.

The"Release Me" lyrics have been re-written to include major social networks, iconic digital brands including Facebook, MySpace, Google and Twitter. "Release Me" was a hit for Engelbert Humperdink in 1967 when it reached number one in the charts and remained there for six weeks. More than 40 years on and the new version has its tongue firmly in its cheek.

Fonte: YouTube

Aqui fica a nova letra deste velho clássico:

Please ReTweet me let me post

For I don’t Digg you anymore

To waste MySpace would be a sin

ReTweet me and let me Blog again

I have found a Facebook dear

and I will want my Foursquare near

iPhone or Android I can’t choose

ReTweet me my darling let me post

Please ReTweet me let me post

For I don’t Bing you anymore

To waste MySpace would be a sin

So, Retweet me and let me Flickr again

Please ReTweet me can’t you see

Yahoo’d be a fool to Google me

To YouTube a lie would bring us pain

So, ReTweet me and let me Bebo again

Facebook me, Facebook me…

Não, não era a minha letra / "...no, it wasn't my writing"

Mais Alanis Morissette.





"Your House"


I went to your house
Walked up the stairs
I opened your door without ringing the bell
I walked down the hall
Into your room
Where I could smell you
And I shouldn't be here, without permission
I shouldn't be here


Would you forgive me love
If I danced in your shower
Would you forgive me love
If I laid in your bed
Would you forgive me love
If I stay all afternoon


I took off my clothes
Put on your robe
I went through your drawers
And found your cologne
Went down to the den
Found your CD's
And I played your Joni
And I shouldn't stay long, you might be home soon
I shouldn't stay long


Would you forgive me love
If I danced in your shower
Would you forgive me love
If I laid in your bed
Would you forgive me love
If I stay all afternoon


I burned your incense
I ran a bath
I noticed a letter that sat on your desk
It said "Hello love, I love you so love, meet me at midnight"
And no, it wasn't my writing
I'd better go soon
It wasn't my writing


So forgive me love
If I cry in your shower
So forgive me love
For the salt in your bed
So forgive me love
If I cry all afternoon

Quero que saibas... / "You Oughta Know"

Recordando Alanis Morissete.




"You Oughta Know"


I want you to know, that I'm happy for you
I wish nothing but the best for you both
An older version of me
Is she perverted like me
Would she go down on you in a theatre
Does she speak eloquently
And would she have your baby
I'm sure she'd make a really excellent mother


'cause the love that you gave that we made wasn't able
To make it enough for you to be open wide, no
And every time you speak her name
Does she know how you told me you'd hold me
Until you died, till you died
But you're still alive


And I'm here to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It's not fair to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know


You seem very well, things look peaceful
I'm not quite as well, I thought you should know
Did you forget about me Mr. Duplicity
I hate to bug you in the middle of dinner
It was a slap in the face how quickly I was replaced
Are you thinking of me when you fuck her?


'cause the love that you gave that we made wasn't able
To make it enough for you to be open wide, no
And every time you speak her name
Does she know how you told me you'd hold me
Until you died, til you died
But you're still alive


And I'm here to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It's not fair to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know


'cause the joke that you laid on the bed that was me
And I'm not gonna fade
As soon as you close your eyes and you know it
And every time I scratch my nails down someone else's back
I hope you feel it...well can you feel it


Well, I'm here to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It's not fair to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know

Ainda consigo LER o que estás a pensar / I can still READ what you're thinking

Annie Lennox é uma das minhas vozes que mais me toca!

Porquê? "Why"?

"I may be mad

I may be blind

I may be viciously unkind

But I can still read what you're thinking...

(...)

This is the book I never read

These are the words I never said

This is the path I'll never tread

These are the dreams I'll dream instead

This is the joy that's seldom spread

These are the tears...

The tears we shed

This is the fear

This is the dread

These are the contents of my head

And these are the years that we have spent

And this is what they represent

And this is how I feel

Do you know how I feel ?

'cause i don't think you know how I feel

I don't think you know what I feel..."

É lindo!!!







"Why" (letra na íntegra)



How many times do I have to try to tell you
That I'm sorry for the things I've done
But when I start to try to tell you
That's when you have to tell me
Hey... this kind of trouble's only just begun
I tell myself too many times
Why don't you ever learn to keep your big mouth shut
That's why it hurts so bad to hear the words
That keep on falling from your mouth
Falling from your mouth
Falling from your mouth
Tell me...
Why
Why


I may be mad
I may be blind
I may be viciously unkind
But I can still read what you're thinking
And I've heard is said too many times
That you'd be better off
Besides...
Why can't you see this boat is sinking
(this boat is sinking this boat is sinking)
Let's go down to the water's edge
And we can cast away those doubts
Some things are better left unsaid
But they still turn me inside out
Turning inside out turning inside out
Tell me...
Why
Tell me...
Why



This is the book I never read
These are the words I never said
This is the path I'll never tread
These are the dreams I'll dream instead
This is the joy that's seldom spread
These are the tears...
The tears we shed
This is the fear
This is the dread
These are the contents of my head
And these are the years that we have spent
And this is what they represent
And this is how I feel
Do you know how I feel ?
'cause i don't think you know how I feel
I don't think you know what I feel
I don't think you know what I feel
You don't know what I feel

Ela é sempre uma mulher

A música é muito bonita, a letra ainda mais... Billy Joel canta She's Always a Woman





She can kill with a smile

She can wound with her eyes
She can ruin your faith with her casual lies
And she only reveals what she wants you to see
She hides like a child,
But she's always a woman to me


She can lead you to love
She can take you or leave you
She can ask for the truth
But she'll never believe you
And she'll take what you give her, as long as it's free
Yeah, she steals like a thief
But she's always a woman to me

CHORUS:


Oh--she takes care of herself
She can wait if she wants
She's ahead of her time
Oh--and she never gives out
And she never gives in
She just changes her mind

And she'll promise you more
Than the Garden of Eden
Then she'll carelessly cut you
And laugh while you're bleedin'
But she'll bring out the best
And the worst you can be
Blame it all on yourself
Cause she's always a woman to me
--Mhmm--



CHORUS:


Oh--she takes care of herself
She can wait if she wants
She's ahead of her time
Oh--and she never gives out
And she never gives in
She just changes her mind

She is frequently kind
And she's suddenly cruel
She can do as she pleases
She's nobody's fool
And she can't be convicted
She's earned her degree
And the most she will do
Is throw shadows at you
But she's always a woman to me
--Mhmm--

"Não me deixes no livro que eu não li..."

É Intervalo, pelos Perfume com participação de Rui Veloso: belíssima música!






Vida em câmara lenta,
Oito ou oitenta,
Sinto que vou emergir,
Já sei de cor todas as canções de amor,
Para a conquista partir.
Diz que tenho sal,
Não me deixes mal,
Não me deixes

No livro que eu não li,
No filme que eu não vi,
Na foto onde eu não entrei,
Notícia do jornal
O quadro minimal
Sou eu

Vida a média rés,
Levanta os pés
Não vás em futebóis, apesar
Do intervalo, que é quando eu falo,
Para não incomodar.
Diz que tenho sal,
Não me deixes mal,
Não me deixes

No livro que eu não li,
No filme que eu não vi,
Na foto onde eu não entrei,
Notícia do jornal
O quadro minimal
Sou eu


Não me deixes na
história que não terminou
Não me deixes

No livro que eu não li,
No filme que eu não vi,
Na foto onde eu não entrei,
Notícia do jornal
O quadro minimal
Sou eu

No livro que eu não li,
No filme que eu não vi,
Na foto onde eu não entrei,
Notícia do jornal
O quadro minimal
Sou eu

Estas palavras são minhas, são tudo o que tenho para dizer...Bastam? / These Words are my own...

Por Natasha Bedingfield. Gosto da letra desta canção, a alusão aos clássicos literários, às figuras de estilo, à procura da inspiração para as palavras:

These words are my own



Threw some chords together, the combination D-E-F
Its who I am, its what I do, and I was gonna lay it down for you
I tried to focus my attention, but I feel so A-D-D
I need some help, some inspiration, but its not coming easily


Tryin to find the magic,
Tryin to write a classic,
Dontcha know, dontcha know, dontcha know?
Wastebin full of paper,
clever rhymes- see ya later


These words are my own, from my heart flow,
I love you, i love you, i love you, i love you,
There's no other way to better say
I love you, i love you


Read some Byron Shelley and Keates,
recited it over a hip-hop beat
I'm havin trouble sayin what i mean,
with dead poets and a drum machine


You know i had some studio time booked,
but i couldnt find the killer hook,
now you're gonna raise the bar right up,
nothin i write is ever good enough


These words are my own, from my heart flow,
I love you, i love you, i love you, i love you,
There's no other way to better say
I love you, i love you

These words are my own, from my heart flow,
I love you, i love you, i love you, i love you,
There's no other way to better say
I love you, i love you


I'm gettin off my stage
the curtains pull away
No hyperboles to hide behind
My naked soul exposes


woaaaaah



Tryin to find the magic,
Tryin to write a classic,
Wastebin full of paper,
clever rhymes- see ya later


These words are my own, from my heart flow,
I love you, i love you, i love you, i love you,
There's no other way to better say
I love you, i love you


These words are my own, from my heart flow,
I love you, i love you, i love you, i love you,
There's no other way to better say
I love you, i love you


These words are my own, from my heart
I love you I love you, thats all i got to say
cant think of a better way, and thats all i got to say
I love you, is that ok?

Fiona Apple canta... Porque não mudar agora para ser mais como os outros?

Porque não, não e não! (como os miúdos respondem).


Acabei de descobrir e adorei tudo: a voz, a música, a letra... Aqui fica:




E a letra:

I'm sentimental

So I walk in the rain

I've got some habits

Even I can't explain

I go to the the corner

and I end up in Spain

Why try to change me now

I sit and daydream

I've got daydreams galore

Cigarette ashes

There they go on the floor

I go away weekends

leave my key in the door

why try to change me now

Why can't I be more conventional

People talk

and they stare

So I try

But that can't be

Because I can't see

My strange little world

Just go passing me by

So let people wonder

Let 'em laugh

Let 'em frown

You know I'll love you

Till the moon's upside down
Don't you remember

I was always your clown

so Why try to change me now

Why can't I be more conventional

People talk

and they stare

So I try

But that can't be

Because I can't see

My strange little world

Just go passing me by

So let people wonder

Let 'em laugh

Let 'em frown

You know I'll love you

Till the moon's upside down

Just you remember

I was always your clown

so why try to change me

why would you want to change me

Why try to change me now

Muito bonito!

Pronto, basta um sorriso e não se pensa mais nisso / Just Smile

Nat King Cole - Smile



Smile though your heart is aching
Smile even though its breaking
When there are clouds in the sky, youll get by
If you smile through your fear and sorrow
Smile and maybe tomorrow
Youll see the sun come shining through for you
Light up your face with gladness
Hide every trace of sadness
Although a tear may be ever so near
Thats the time you must keep on trying
Smile, whats the use of crying?
Youll find that life is still worthwhile
If you just smile.
Thats the time you must keep on trying
Smile, whats the use of crying?
Youll find that life is still worthwhile
If you just smile


Nem sempre é fácil, eu sei. :) 

Por isso aqui fica mais uma doce versão, desta vez pela voz de Michael Jackson e imagens de Charlie Chaplin:

O filme, as músicas, os diálogos, as cenas, os actores...tudo se conjuga de forma deliciosa em...

Notting Hill. 


Um dos meus filmes preferidos. E a banda sonora é linda.

Esta cena deliciosa tinha de se passar num ambiente repleto de livros, numa livraria:




"I'm also just a girl, standing in front of a boy, asking him to love her"






SHE - lyrics



She may be the face I can`t forget,
A trace of pleasure or regret,
May be my treasure or
The price I have to pay.


She may be the song that summer sings,
May be the chill that autumn brings,
May be a hundred different things
Within the measure of a day.


She may be the beauty or the beast,
May be the famine or the feast,
May turn each day into a
Heaven or a hell.


She may be the mirror of my dream,
A smile reflected in a stream,
She may not be what she may seem
Inside her shell.


She who always seems so happy in a crowd,
Whose eyes can be so private and so proud,
No one`s allowed to see them
When they cry.


She may be the love that cannot hope to last,
May come to me from shadows of the past,
That I remember till the day I die.


She may be the reason I survive,
The why and wherefore I`m alive,
The one I`ll care for through the
Rough and rainy years.


Me, I`ll take her laughter and her tears
And make them all my souvenirs
For where she goes I`ve got to be.
The meaning of my life is she, she, she--.

Can't read my p-p-p-poker face

I wanna hold em' like they do in Texas please

Fold em' let em' hit me raise it baby stay with me
Love the game intuition play the cards with Spades to start
And after he's been hooked I'll play the one that's on his heart



Oh, oh, oh, oh..oh,oh,oh,oh
I'll get him hot & show him what I've got
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh....oh, oh
I'll get him hot & show him what I've got




Can't read my,
Can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
(she's got to love nobody)
Can't read my
Can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
(she's got to love nobody)




P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face


I wanna roll with him a hard pair we will be
A little gambling is fun when you're with me
Russian Roulette is not the same without a gun
And baby when it's love if its not rough it isn't fun...




Oh, oh, oh, oh...oh,oh,oh,oh
I'll get him hot, show him what I've got
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh..oh, oh
I'll get him hot, show him what I've got




Can't read my,
Can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
She's got to love nobody
Can't read my
Can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
She's got to love nobody




I won't tell you that I love you
Kiss or hug you
Cause I'm bluffin' with my muffin
I'm not lying I'm just stunnin' with my love-glue-gunning




Just like a chick in the casino
Take your bank before I pay you out
I promise this, I promise this
Check this hand cause I am marvelous



I'm marvelous
I'm marvelous
I'm marvelous
So marvelous...
She's got to love nobody




Can't read my,
Can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
She's got to love nobody...

O palpite de Adriana Calcanhoto

Se alguém por mim perguntar...

...vou por aí a procurar...estou por aqui a procurar...

Marisa Monte canta esta canção linda, linda!




Deixe-me ir preciso andar

Vou por aí a procurar
Rir para não chorar


Deixe-me ir preciso andar
Vou por aí a procurar
Rir para não chorar


Quero assistir ao sol nascer
Ver as águas dos rios correr
Ouvir os passaros cantar
Eu quero nascer, quero viver




Deixe-me ir preciso andar
Vou por aí a procurar
Rir para não chorar




Se alguém por mim perguntar
Diga que eu só vou voltar
Quando eu me encontrar


Quero assistir ao sol nascer
Ver as águas dos rios correr
Ouvir os pássaros cantar


Eu quero nascer, quero viver
Deixe-me ir preciso andar
Vou por aí a procurar
Rir para não chorar


Se alguém por mim perguntar
Diga que eu só vou voltar
Quando eu me encontrar


Depois que eu me encontrar ...

Vincent

O tributo de Don McLean a Vincent Van Gogh: Starry Starry Night. Lindo!!!




Starry, starry night

Paint your palette blue and gray
Look out on a summer's day
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul
Shadows on the hills
Sketch the trees and the daffodils
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
In colors on the snowy linen land




Now I understand
What you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free
They would not listen they did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now




Starry, starry night
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze
Swirling clouds in violet haze
Reflecting Vincent's eyes of China blue
Colors changing hue
Morning fields of amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand




Now I understand
What you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free
They would not listen they did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now




For they could not love you
But still your love was true
And when no hope was left in sight
On that starry, starry night
You took your life as lovers often do
But I could have told you Vincent
This world was never meant for one as
beautiful as you




Starry, starry night
Portraits hung in empty halls
Frameless heads on nameless walls
With eyes that watch the world and can't forget
Like the strangers that you've met
The ragged men in ragged clothes
A silver thorn on a bloody rose
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow




Now I think I know
What you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free
They would not listen they're not listening still
Perhaps they never will

Arrependimento / "Hurt"

Christina Aguilera canta Hurt.





Seems like it was yesterday when i saw your face
You told me how proud you were, but i walked away
If only i knew what i know today
Ooh ooh




I would hold you in my arms
I would take the pain away
Thank you for all you've done
Forgive all your mistakes
There's nothing i wouldn't do
To hear your voice again
Sometimes i wanna call you
But i know you won't be there




Ooh, i'm sorry for blaming you
For everything i just couldn't do
And i've hurt myself by hurting you




Some days i feel broke inside, but i wouldn't admit
Sometimes i just wanna hide, cuz it's you i miss
And it's so hard to say goodbye
When comes to this, ooh




Would you tell me i was wrong?
Would you help me understand?
Aree you looking down upon me?
Are you proud of who i am?
There's nothing i wouldn't do
To have just one more chance
To look into your eyes
And see you are looking back




yeah




Ooh, i'm sorry for blaming you
For everything i just couldn't do
And i've hurt myself
Oo-ooh



If i had just one more day
I would tell you how much that
I missed you since you went away



Oo-ooh
It's dangerous
It's so out of line
To try and turn back time




I'm sorry for blaming you
For everything i just couldn't do
And i've hurt myself...


...by hurting you