terça-feira, 26 de março de 2013


O que me dá raiva
São as flores
E os dias de sol
São os seus beijos
E o que eu tinha
Sonhado pra nós

São seus olhos e mãos
E seu abraço protetor

sexta-feira, 1 de março de 2013

Você, você


Me sopre novamente as canções
Com que você me engana
Que blusa você, com o seu cheiro
Deixou na minha cama?
Você, quando não dorme
Quem é que você chama?


Pra quem você tem olhos azuis
E com as manhãs remoça
E à noite, pra quem
Você é uma luz
Debaixo da porta?
No sonho de quem
Você vai e vem
Com os cabelos
Que você solta?
Que horas, me diga que horas, me diga
Que horas você volta?



Chico Buarque

sexta-feira, 22 de fevereiro de 2013

When I see you, you see me

I never wanted to love you, but that's ok
I always knew that you'd leave me anyway
But darling when I see you, I see me

I asked the boys if they'd let me go out and play
They always said that you'd hurt me anyway
But darling when I see you, I see me

Its alright I never thought I'd fall in love again
Its alright I look to you as my only friend
Its alright I never thought that I could feel this something
Rising, rising in my veins
Looks like it's happened again

I never thought that you wanted for me to stay
So I left you with the girls that came your way
But darling when I see you, I see me
I often thought that you'd be better off left alone
Why throw a circle round a man with broken bones?
But darling when I see you, I see me

You always looked like you had something else on your mind
But when I try to tell you, you'd tell me never mind
But darling when I see you, you see me

I wanna tell you that I'll never love anyone else
You wanna tell me that you're better off by yourself
But darling when I see you, you see me

This is not what I'm like
This is not what I do
This is not what I'm like
I think I'm falling for you

I never thought
I never thought
That I could feel this something
Rising, rising in my veins

And it looks like
I feel this something
Rising, rising in my veins
Looks like it's happened again

quinta-feira, 31 de janeiro de 2013

A estante

É triste por ser longe de você
É triste por a gente não sabe voltar pra casa

Ter você é o que eu mais queria
E o que eu mais faço é tentar fugir

domingo, 27 de janeiro de 2013


Run, run, run away, so lost, lost,
Never coming home rollin', rollin' down a track,
No, no, I'm never coming back,
Hot love pumpin' in my veins,
Our love I hope it's not too late,
That's the road, that's the load, that's the role,
I've been down, I've been down, I've been down...
What part of forever don't you understand?

I could stay, stay, stay,
If that's what you want, want, want

quinta-feira, 17 de janeiro de 2013

O que se demora é o que o tempo leva. O tempo não tem paladar, por isso devora tudo e todos.

quarta-feira, 16 de janeiro de 2013


There was a time I used to look into my father's eyes
In a happy home I was a king I had a gold throne
Those days are gone, now the memories are on the wall
I hear the songs from the places where I was born

There was a time I met a girl of a different kind
We ruled the world,
Thought I'll never lose her out of sight, we were so young
I think of her now and then
Still hear the song reminding me of a friend


Up on the hill across the blue lake,
Thats where I had my first heart break
I still remember how it all changed
My father said
Don't you worry, don't you worry child
See heaven's got a plan for you