Quinta-feira, 28 de Fevereiro de 2008
Lost Soul
Somebody forgot their soul here
I found it quite by accident.
So I sat down and gently, softly
Tried to coax it out of its shell.
Well, let me tell you
This is no ordinary soul here.
Despite all my greatest efforts
All my bribing and sweet talking,
It wouldn’t budge, not an inch!
So, and it being as it is
That I’m not one to be defeated,
I took stronger, tougher steps.
I grabbed myself some tools
And I pried that stubborn soul
Right out of its cocoon.
Indeed I did, and let me tell you
It put up quite a fight at first.
Turned on me, then turned its back on me,
So, I tried some more gentle coaxing
(Let it be said that I have a way with words).
Finally, it shrugged its shoulders
Let out a deep sigh and turned to me
This soul has sad eyes, a shy smile,
I noticed it tends to cower a bit.
I’m guessing this soul hurts
I’m judging this soul has been mistreated.
Well, perhaps it wasn’t forgotten here
I’m sure that it was left here, abandoned.
So, I’ve decided to take it under my wing
Nurture it, care for it and heal it.
So help me, I’ll be damned, I swear
I’m going to make it my life’s goal
To turn this sad, lost, lonely soul
Into a frightfully happy human being.
música: Clocks - coldplay
Quinta-feira, 7 de Fevereiro de 2008
XY x XX
O teu ego passa cheques que o corpo não pode pagar.
Sublimas o extracto, subestimas o substrato
Iludes-te com o ilusório, desiludes-te com o transitório.
E depois ficas só, com os teus pontos de vista.
O teu orgulho paga as contas, com o IVA à taxa maior
Debruças-te no indecifrável, recais no erro ao somar
Dás voltas e multiplicas o que tens a ganhar com o que perdes
E depois ficas só, com a tua mordaz teimosia.
O teu centralismo abismal liquida toda a hipoteca dos sonhos
Divides quem te toca singelo pelo grosso de quem te tocou
E erras ao calcular que o todo é a soma das partes,
E depois ficas só, com a tua arrogância infeliz.
