Nicola Conte - Why do Women survive through time?

Nicola Conte Kind of Sunshine

Dá trabalho ser Eu.

Dá trabalho ser Eu.

A verdade é que eu não sei começar, e nunca dou conta quando acaba.

A expectativa dos outros é sempre maior que nós.

Dou conta da fraqueza enquanto mulher, enquanto mulher que ama.

Dou conta do quanto dói ser as duas ao mesmo tempo.

Tinha esquecido o que é ser as duas ... mas essas sou eu.

A expectativa é o que nos consome. 

Não estar à altura de sermos quem que deviamos.

Para os outros ou para nós?!

Nem sempre gosto do que vejo.

Mas vejo sempre o que gosto.

Formei muitas carapaças que nao me serviram.

Agora sou uma carapaça que serve sempre a alguém.

Tu!

Nouvelle Vague - In a matter of speaking - Tuxedomoon

In a manner of speaking
I don't understand
How love in silence becomes reprimand
But the way that i feel about you
Is beyond words

Para ti ...

Porque a linguagem do amor é universal e por isso também é minha

Linha de chão

Sou uma linha contínua na estrada à espera de intercepções para me fragmentar em bocados e existir de outra forma que não esta. Sou uma linha continua no chão que separa policias e ladrões ou a linha contínua da cabra cega ... do um, dois, três ... Sou uma linha que desenha o caminho enquanto tem chão para pintar. Sou tão infinita quanto o acreditar que me preenche de cor. Sou amarela, branca, azul ou púrpura... só porque é bonita e sou eu. Sou uma linha desenhada a direito sem escolha de existir às curvas ou a tracejado. Sou uma linha que preenche vazios com sinais de mim e do tempo. Sou uma linha porque quis existir assim, para pisar o chão e gritar: - “Vens?”

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Quem és tu an[ONI]mo?
Por onde andas e quem persegues?
Tenho a dizer que ando armada.

Também tenho curso de socorrismo caso te magoes.
Don't walk through the shadows ... and reveal yourself.

Camera Obscura - Tears for Affairs

Shedding tears for affairs
I’m a funny little thing
I can tell you this for nothing
Affairs don’t win
Can you handle one more dirty secret one more dirty night
Is it true what they say
Will it make us go blind

You had to drive
Look me in the eye
Whisper don’t cry

I’ll take an interest in Illustration
It should be a laugh
Your words are with me still
They whisper in the grass

Shedding tears for affairs
I’m a stupid little thing
I can tell you this for nothing
You won’t win

You had to drive
(I didn’t want to)
Look me in the eye
(I found it hard to)
Whisper don’t cry
(I had to whisper don’t cry)
So I cried

Breakfast at Tiffany's

"Paul Varjak:
- You know what's wrong with you, Miss Whoever-you-are? You're chicken, you've got no guts. You're afraid to stick out your chin and say, "Okay, life's a fact, people do fall in love, people do belong to each other, because that's the only chance anybody's got for real happiness." You call yourself a free spirit, a "wild thing," and you're terrified somebody's gonna stick you in a cage. Well baby, you're already in that cage. You built it yourself. And it's not bounded in the west by Tulip, Texas, or in the east by Somali-land. It's wherever you go. Because no matter where you run, you just end up running into yourself."

Some of us are like free birds in a cage until we love the cage builder

skinny is black back

And the Beat goes on...

London, London" by Cibelle feat. Devendra Banhart

Patsy Cline - Crazy

Crazy
Crazy for feeling so lonely
I'm crazy
Crazy for feeling so blue
I knew
You'd love me as long as you wanted
And then someday
You'd leave me for somebody new
Worry
Why do I let myself worry
Wondrin
What in the world did I do
Crazy
For thinking that my love could hold you
I'm crazy for tryin
Crazy for cryin
And Im crazy
For lovin you

Como todos nós ... um dia fomos

The Moldy Peaches - Anyone Else But You

You're a part time lover and a full time friend
The monkey on you're back is the latest trend
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you
I kiss you on the brain in the shadow of a train
I kiss you all starry eyed, my body's swinging from side to side
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you
Here is the church and here is the steeple
We sure are cute for two ugly people
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But youThe pebbles forgive me, the trees forgive me
So why can't, you forgive me?
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you
I will find my nitch in your car
With my mp3 DVD rumple-packed guitar
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you
Du du du du du du dudu
Du du du du du du dudu
Du du du du du du dudu du
Up up down down left right left right B A start
Just because we use cheats doesn't mean we're not smart
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you
You are always trying to keep it real
I'm in love with how you feel
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you
We both have shiny happy fits of rage
You want more fans, I want more stage
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you
Don Quixote was a steel driving man
My name is Adam I'm your biggest fan
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you
Squinched up your face and did a dance
You shook a little turd out of the bottom of your pants
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you
Du du du du du du dudu
Du du du du du du dudu
Du du du du du du dudu du
But you ...