domingo, 26 de agosto de 2012

Dom Quixote na biblioteca / Don Quijote at the library


quarta-feira, 22 de agosto de 2012

Poesia com praia / Poetry at the beach

Arno Rafael Minkkinen


"De todos os cantos do mundo
Amo com um amor mais forte e mais profundo
Aquela praia extasiada e nua
Onde me uni ao mar, ao vento e à lua."

Sophia de Mello Breyner Andresen

terça-feira, 21 de agosto de 2012

O que andam eles e elas a ler? / What are men and women reading right now?


Muitas senhoras se têm perdido a ler "As Cinquentas Sombras de Grey" da autora inglesa E. L. James enquanto os homens preferem a saga de George R. R. Martin, "A Guerra dos Tronos". Lá em casa , entre mim e o meu marido, confirmam-se as tendências ! :) 

segunda-feira, 20 de agosto de 2012

Uma espécie de depressão / A kind of depression

You discover that you are not living, that you are hibernating. The symptoms of hibernating are easily detectable: first, restlessness. The second symptom, absence of pleasure. That is all. It appears like an illness- monotony, boredom, and death. Millions live like this, or die like this, without knowing. And then some shock treatment takes place- a person, a book, a song, and then it awakens them and saves them from death.

Anaïs Nin
          

quinta-feira, 16 de agosto de 2012

quarta-feira, 15 de agosto de 2012

Leituras aquáticas / Book swimming

A ouvir Kate Bush, "Running Up That Hill"


Adoro esta música e esta cantora desde a minha adolescência. Tinha o LP, disco de vinil, pois claro. Aqui fica a letra:

It doesn't hurt me.
Do you want to feel how it feels?
Do you want to know, know that it doesn't hurt me?
Do you want to hear about the deal that I'm making?
You, It's you and me.

And if I only could,
I'd make a deal with God,
And I'd get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
Be running up that building.
Say, If I only could, oh...

You don't want to hurt me,
But see how deep the bullet lies.
Unaware, I'm tearing you asunder.
Ooh, There is thunder in our hearts.

Is there so much hate for the ones who love?
Tell me we both matter don't we?

You,
It's you and me,
It's you and me who won't be unhappy.
And if I only could,
I'd make a deal with God,
And I'd get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
Be running up that building.
Say, If I only could, oh...

You,
It's you and me,
It's you and me who won't be unhappy.

Come on baby, come on darling
Let me steal this moment from you now
Oh come on angel, come on come on darlin'
Let's exchange the experience oh...

And if I only could,
I'd make a deal with God,
And I'd get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
With no problems...

Say if I only could,
I'd make a deal with God,
And I'd get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
With no problems...

Say if I only could,
I'd make a deal with God,
And I'd get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
With no problems...

Say, If I only could...
Oh...
Be running up that hill,
With no problems...

If only I could,
Be running up that hill...



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