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quarta-feira, 18 de fevereiro de 2009

on the road again...




tchau, fui viajar...já carreguei minha mala, minhas pilhas da câmera, minha carteira e meu ipod.
vou ouvindo a kimya.

Rollercoaster (by Kimya Dawson)

you were on my mind at least nine tenths of yesterday
it seemed as if perhaps I'd gone insane
what is it about you that has commandeered my brain?
maybe it's your awesome songs or maybe it's the way
when I look at your face I can tell that you're not going to be stopping soon or even slowing down
and if we keep up this pace pretty soon we'll know the name of every kid and every grown up booking house shows in their town
and if home is really where the heart is
then we're the smartest kids I know
because wherever we are in this great big world
we'll never be more than a few hours from home
and that's important because I need to travel
I've had this itchin in my shoes since I was just a little kid
and before I had a mini van I road the Greyhound bus
my mom would say "I hope some day you get paid for being Kimya Dawson"
and now I do and it's not much
but it's enough
I've got my Scrabble game, food on my plate, good friends and family
and now there's you understanding why I do the things I do
knowin that you do them too makes me really happy
on the road again
just can't wait to get on the road again
the life I love is makin' music with my friends
and I can't wait to get on the road again
on the road again
just can't wait to get on the road again
the life I love is makin' music with my friends
and I can't wait to get on the road again
from a distance, the world looks blue and green
and the snow capped mountains white
from a distance, the ocean meets the stream
and the eagle takes to flight

**(darkness imprisoning me
all that I see
absolute horror
I cannot live
I cannot die
trapped in myself
body my holding cell)**

do do do do do do do
do do do do do do do
do do do do do do do
do do do do do do do
I'll be your cryin' shoulder
I'll be love's suicide
I'll be do do do do do do
I'll be the greatest man of your life
'cause I like going for hikes and riding bikes
and playing video games in the middle of the night
and I'll stay up late and I wont even care
that we're getting up early to go to the state fair
I'm gonna ride the biggest ride it'll be out of sight
then I'll share an elephant ear with you if you'd like
because we are alive so we've gotta live life
to the fullest you spin the bottle and I'll dim the lights
four five six seven minutes in the closet
you were on my mind at least nine tenths of yesterday
it seemed as if perhaps I'd gone insane
what is it about you that has commandeered my brain?
maybe it's your awesome songs or maybe it's the way
you go straight to the top you're not scared of getting squashed
you know just when to jump off
you're so brave
and then you run to the right it seems there's no hope in sight
and you drop down to the tube that takes you right to level eight
life is a highway and I'm gonna ride it
every day's a winding road yeah
my rollercoaster's got the biggest ups and downs
as long as it keeps goin' round its unbelievable
life is a highway and I'm gonna ride it
every day's a winding road yeah
my rollercoaster's got the biggest ups and downs
as long as it keeps goin' round its unbelievable

no meu caso, ao contrário


Só saio de casa quando lá fora estiver tão fresquinho quanto aqui no meu quarto, na temperatura 18 do super electrolux.


terça-feira, 17 de fevereiro de 2009

sexta-feira, 13 de fevereiro de 2009

quarta-feira, 4 de fevereiro de 2009

MARIA DO BAIRRO 2009


Todo ano DESDE 2007 a Maria faz carnaval de rua mais excêntrico de Porto Alegre!
To preparando a minha fantasia.

Animação garantida.

Esse ano gravamos o samba-enredo com a Gogó Produtora e ficou excepcional, pode ser conferido no BLOG MARIA DO BAIRRO., onde também tem fotos dos anos anteriores.

QUANDO SAI O BLOCO
Domingo, dia 08, a partir das 15h

O QUE VAI TER
- Areal da Baroneza
- Charanga do Iran
- Batucada coletiva independente do Tucurutá

e ainda
- bar do Beco
- distribuição de leques reciclados com a letra do samba-enredo e brindes especiais
- muita gente interessante fantasias buscadoras

PRA CANTAR JUNTO:

Obama Lá
Compositor: Zeca Brito

Vozes d´África
Canta o teu valor
Obá, Obá, Obama lá
A Casa Branca agora é negra amor

No batuque da cozinha
Canto pro meu Orixá
Pedindo para abrir os meus caminhos
E a verdade abençoar

Brasileiro, filho deste chão
Sou negro, branco, mulato, miscigenação
Samba, carnaval, plasticidade
Iluminam a cidade
Com seus sonhos, sua cor

Espero…
O fim da guerra no Iraque
Boto fé no seu Barack
Para a vida melhorar

Maria do Bairro
Faz minha gente cantar
E diz pro mundo inteiro
Que a paz é negra
Só um negro pode dar