"Cresce atrás das coisas como incêndio de verdade". (Rilke - trad. MariaT.Furtado)
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segunda-feira, 16 de junho de 2014
Preto - XXXVII
Scott Matthew
Black Bird
(2011)
I'm a little black bird
nestled in the dark
you tell me there's and outside
world
hurricanes and sparks
I'm a little black bird
Nestled In your palm
You tell me there's an outside
World
I'm sure it can't be as warm.
I don't want to learn to fly
If I want the answers to thousands of questions
Tell me to
Throw them to the wind
I think we've found the one solution
To a thousand questions
Help me clip my wings
I don't want to learn to fly
That would mean I'd say goodbye
Scott Matthew
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sábado, 14 de junho de 2014
Verde - XL
Scott Matthew
Little Bird
(2008)
Little bird on the high wire
Wish you would content to offend
Peck a kiss upon my shoulder
Leave a mark and make me better
If you take half your most
I swear to you
I will cut my past habits
And the end I'd never start
And I am absolutely shocked
How are you?
Happy songs, they've work for some
If I'm not wrong, this is my first one
Now that I have stopped my crying
Peck a kiss upon this smile
I am absolutely true
I love you, I love you
Scott Matthew
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