sexta-feira, 27 de novembro de 2009

The Last Dance


The beat stopped
My feet aren’t moving any more
The music is off
And you turn away

My eyes froze as I see you leaving the floor
My arms still carry the shape of your body
Yet you are not in them
I´m like a frame that lost its picture

The floor is still now
There is no movement
There is no life

I still remember that music
That sound, that beat
As if that was the beat of my heart
That I needed desperately to live

I remember the joy, the happiness
That smile, that made me go on
That trust, that still makes me go on

If a wish, could be granted to me...
I wish I could dance with you again.

Dedicado a: A quem poderia ser, se não tu? Que me levas-te a tantos sitios, que me trouxes-t enovas emoções para experimentar. Que me fizes-te subir degraus que nunca pensei vir a subir! Sim tu, de quem eu sempre me lembro quando ouço aquela valsa, aquele tango, aquele quickstep... Desculpa se alguma vez te magoei. O teu sempre amigo e par (nos momentos que queiras que eu o seja, para ti... Raquel.

quinta-feira, 19 de novembro de 2009

Lost Without Knowing

Fallen mirror, shattered glass
Black doubt, uncertain destiny
Left by the shore by unwilling waters
Spoken words, whispered to the void

Nothing seems to fit right
Everything seems so difficult and strange
In vain you struggle
For wanted dreams
Dreams of someone else
Dreams of someone’s life

Hidden in words, hidden in exuberance
You don’t need all of that, but that you don’t know
And it seems that you’ll never learn it

I leave you a blood rose
Blood for the struggle
Rose for the broken dreams
I leave a blood rose.

sexta-feira, 13 de novembro de 2009

Venice



Players: music please

Let the ball begin
Let the music smoothes you all
Let it take you to the lifeless floor
Dance my guests, dance

Hold your masks well fitted into your faces
Hide away your pride, hide away your prejudice
Fall into the deadly net of life
While you dance, dance

Stranger guests in my house
Stanger presence that calls for me
You dance like others and yet so differently
So you think!
Don't be afraid with my gaze
I'm not hiding on prejudice, nor in happiness
Dance stranger, dance

Your mask intrigues me
Your light violet feathers
Your purple vest, swinging as you move
Dance stranger, dance

Lonely are your moves
And such mask so tight, so... hard
People ignore you as you continue to dance
I see you my stranger
Dancing and dancing
But know one thing: your mask will fall
Eventually, surely it will
Although, you may choose how it should fall
And to whom it should

I am your host, my sweet stranger
I will not dance without invitation
I will not let my mask down
Not until everyone has leaving
You want to see what is behind this mask
To see what the world has shaped?
But this mask won’t fall
Not this one.
For that you'll have to wait
Until the end of the ball
Shall I save a dance for us then?


Dedicado a: por muitos nomes que te reconheces José é um deles