quarta-feira, agosto 04, 2010

The Kingdom



Coldplay

Viva La Vida

I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning and I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own

I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing
"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"

One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand

I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs is singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field

For some reason I can't explain
Once you go there was never
Never an honest word
That was when I ruled the world

It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People couldn't believe what I'd become

Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?

I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field

For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field

For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world...

sábado, julho 31, 2010

I can See Lights



LS Jack
V.I.B.E. (Vibrações Inteligentes Beneficiando A Existência)

O Sol já raiou escuta irmão eu vou partindo
Pro trem da vida eu vou seguindo
Existem vozes que eu preciso escutar V.I.B.E. V.I.B.E.

As diferenças continuam existindo

Eu vou lutar, é to conseguindo
Existem vozes que te ajudam a suportar V.I.B.E., V.I.B.E.

E nos momentos que me sinto mal

A escuridão consome todo o astral
Me deixe então sintonizar V.I.B.E. V.I.B.E.

E nos momentos que te vejo down

Eu me desdobro pra voltar ao normal
Pra tudo enfim ficar tão bem V.I.B.E., V.I.B.E.

Na cidade luz

Levitar, sentir você
Sobre o mar azul
Te levar de vez

Por todo lado a energia manifesta

É se ligar, é mas tenha pressa
Escute as vozes que te mostram o lugar V.I.B.E, V.I.B.E.

Se você acha que tudo isso é coincidência

Que não foi provado pela ciência
Escute as vozes que ninguém pode calar V.I.B.E. V.I.B.E

terça-feira, julho 27, 2010

Discovering You



Kings Of Leon
California Waiting

Little Mona Lisa laying by my side
"Crimson and Clover" pullin' overtime
I Fell too close to be losin' touch
By givin' in, what am I givin' up
Am I losin' way too much

Hey
California waiting
Every little thing's gotta be just right
Say
While you're tryin' to save me
Can't I get back my lonely life

I'm goin' so fast that I can't slow down
It's hard to get up when you're spinnin' round and round
I'd tell you the news but nothin's changed
I'd sing you a song but they blew it away
All wrapped up in this stupid ass game

Hey
California waiting
Every little thing's gotta be just right
Say
While you're tryin' to save me
Can't I get back my lonely life
Can't I get back my lonely life

sábado, julho 24, 2010

Nobody Knows



Pouca Vogal
Pra Quem Gosta de Nós

Formataram a mentira, deram nome, nickname
Sem a senha, só em sonho, impossível acessar
Pra quem gosta de nós é um prato cheio
Lenço no pescoço, laço no rodeio pra quem gosta de nós

Mapearam o genoma, o acaso vai dançar
Sem a senha nem em sonho, impossível disfarçar
Pra quem gosta de nós é um prato cheio
Vela vai veloz vamos sem receio pra quem gosta de nós

Asfaltaram os caminhos que voltam ao mesmo lugar
Sem a senha só em sonho, impossível avançar
Pra quem gosta de nós é um prato cheio
Tudo amarrado, caminho do meio pra quem gosta de nós

Pra quem gosta de nós é um prato cheio
Corda no pescoço, vamos sem rodeio
Pra quem gosta de nós é um prato cheio
Vento vai veloz, vamos sem receio
Tudo amarrado, caminho do meio
Pra quem gosta de nós é um prato cheio...

segunda-feira, julho 19, 2010

One day the Sun will come out



Coldplay

Low

You see the world in black and white
No colour or light
You think you'll never get it right
But you're wrong... you might
The sky could fall, could fall on me
The parting of the seas
But you mean more, mean more to me
Than any colour I can see

All you ever wanted was love
But you never looked hard enough
it's never gonna give itself up
All you ever wanted to be
Living in perfect symmetry
Nothing is as down or old as us
as us

You see the world in black and white
Not painted right
You see no meaning to your life
You should try
You should try

And all you ever wanted was love
but you never looked hard enough
it's never gonna give itself up
All you ever wanted to be
Living in perfect symmetry
Nothing is as down or old as us

And don't you wanna see it come soon
Floating in a big white balloon
Or given on your own silver spoon
Don't you wanna see it come down
There for throwing your arms around
And say "you're not a moment too soon"

'Cause I feel low
'Cause I feel low
Ohhhhhhhhhh
Yeah I feel low
Oh no
Ohhhhhhhhhh
Ohhhhhhhhhh
'Cause I feel low
Ahhhhhhhhhh
'Cause I feel low
Ahhhhhhhhhh
But I feel low
Oh no
Ohhhhhhhhhh

quarta-feira, junho 30, 2010

For Sale



Jon Bon Jovi
Queen of New Orleans

She said baby our love’s just like your songs
The beat ain’t bad but the words are all wrong
It’s time to pack my bags, it’s time to just move on
She sang Johnny I’m gone, gone, gone
And she was gone

Me and Leigh met summer of ’95
In a burgundy dress lookin’ finer than a French wine
A Cajun queen with another side
She was a schoolboy’s dream, I was out of my mind
She was lookin’ fine
She said: ”You want to drive me home”
But what I didn’t know…

Ooh, ooh - I was dancing with the Queen of New Orleans
Ooh, ooh - dancing in the street of New Orleans
Ooh, ooh – dancing cheek to cheek in New Orleans
Ooh, ooh – it was almost like a dream

That night I made a move, man I fell hard
When I put my hands in her cookie jar
She was more than a girl, she was a cabaret star
I was a deer in the light of speeding car
Nothing’s what it seems
She was a Venus de Milo in her sister’s jeans

Ooh, ooh - I was dancing with the Queen of New Orleans
Ooh, ooh - dancing in the street of New Orleans
Ooh, ooh – dancing cheek to cheek in New Orleans
Ooh, ooh – dancing with the Queen down Bourbon Street

Ooh, ooh - I was dancing with the Queen of New Orleans
Ooh, ooh - dancing in the street of New Orleans
Ooh, ooh – nothing’s what it seems in New Orleans
Ooh, ooh – dancing with the Queen down Bourbon Street

segunda-feira, junho 28, 2010

Se o Homem já pisou na Lua...



Detonautas Roque Clube

Tênis Roque

Peguei meu tênis e fui atras do meu melhor
Hoje é um dia quente tudo vai mudar
É que esta estrada vive sempre cheia assim
Se eu não seguir em frente quem vai me levar ?

Tento olhar o sol
Quero me encontrar, sem medo de talvez errar então
E sempre fico assim
vou pro meu lugar
Não quero mais ficar parado em vão

E seja como for
E deixa acontecer
Seja como for

Se você não vem tudo bem vice e versa
O que é que tem vivo zen, eu não fico sem
Um bom motivo que me leve a um bom lugar
E quando chega a hora não demora ou ela vai passar

Eu não espero sempre faço acontecer

Sem desespero vejo o dia amanhecer
Sei que quem luta nunca vai ficar pra trás
Vem preparado que agora eu quero mais então
E que agora eu quero mais então...

domingo, junho 27, 2010

I've still got sand in my shoes



Fragma

Move On

You gotta move on
Don't let anybody spoil your day
You gotta move on
On and on it's just a game we play

You gotta move on
Move on
Move on

You gotta move on
Move on
Move on

Move on
Move on
Move on

You gotta move on
Don't go chasing things you'll never have
You gotta move on
And live a better life instead

You gotta move on
Move on
Move on

sexta-feira, maio 28, 2010

Aquela Paz



Carlos Maltz
Depois De Nós

Hoje os ventos do destino
começaram a soprar
nosso tempo de menino
foi ficando prá trás

Com a força de um moinho
que trabalha devagar
vai buscar o teu caminho
nunca olha para trás

Hoje o tempo voa
nas asas de um avião
sobrevoa os campos da destruição
é um mensageiro das almas
dos que virão
ao mundo
depois de nós

Hoje o céu está pesado
vem chegando o temporal
nuvens negras do passado
delirante flor do mal

Cometemos o pecado
de não saber perdoar
sempre olhando para o mesmo lado
feito estátuas de sal

Hoje o tempo escorre
dos dedos de nossa mão
e ele não devolve
o tempo perdido em vão
é um mensageiros das almas
dos que virão ao mundo
depois de nós

Meninos na beira da estrada
escrevem mensagens
com lápis de luz
serão mensageiros divinos
com suas espadas douradas azuis

Na terra, no alto dos montes
florestas do Norte
cidades do Sul
meninos avistam ao longe
a estrela do menino Jesus

sexta-feira, maio 14, 2010

The Crash



Coldplay
High Speed

Can anybody fly this thing?
Before my head explodes,
Before my head starts to ring

We've been living life inside a bubble,
We've been living life inside a bubble

Confidence in you,
Is confidence in me,
Is confidence in high speed

Can anybody stop this thing?
Before my head explodes,
Before my head starts to ring

We've been living life inside a bubble,
We've been living life inside a bubble

Confidence in you,
Is confidence in me,
Is confidence in high speed
In high speed

In high speed, you want,
High speed, you want,
High speed, you want...