Estado Disposicional

Dor que se intensifica em angústia que se intensifica em sofrimento atroz que se intensifica em dor até a dor deixar de existir.

Ou, porventura, deixar de existir aquela que a sente.

In Your Room

As she falls down and hurts her head

She's lying still but she's not dead

Awakens slowly, sees a picture of herself

On the wall as she gets up

Straightens her dress and calls me up

She says: 'I know now, I am whole now. Can you come?'

In your room where both of you are talking

Your good side and your bad

Discussing who has better hair

In your space, I hear four feet walking

And there are two more knocking

In case you're wondering

I'm still on your side

As she embraces all of me

I want her only to need me

It doesn't matter what I tell her because she changes

Her mind before she speaks

And tends to talk before she thinks

But how I love her

I know there's truth for you somewhere

If I were wise I'd take you there

But I'm not, at least not yet

So I'll be watching you instead

In your room, in your room

In your room, I can wander around forever

And I recognize the color of the walls that we painted

In your chair that I broke because I was careless

I can sit and watch you dance around

My words are spoken, I am on your side

My words are spoken, I am on your side

In your room, in your room

K'S CHOICE, In your room, Cocoon Crash, 1998.

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Uma das músicas que ouvimos (que me deste a conhecer!) antes do primeiro beijo...

I Don't Want To Miss a Thing

I could stay awake just to hear you breathing

Watch you smile while you are sleeping

While you're far away and dreaming

I could spend my life in this sweet surrender

I could stay lost in this moment forever

Every moment spent with you

Is a moment I treasure

Don't wanna close my eyes

I don't wanna fall asleep

'Cause I'd miss you baby

And I don't wanna miss a thing

'Cause even when I dream of you

The sweetest dream would never do

I'd still miss you baby

And I don't wanna miss a thing

Laying close to you

Feeling your heart beating

And I'm wondering what you're dreaming

Wondering if it's me you're seeing

Then I kiss your eyes and thank God we're together

I just want to stay with you

In this moment forever, forever and ever

Don't wanna close my eyes

I don't wanna fall asleep

'Cause I'd miss you, baby

And I don't wanna miss a thing

'Cause even when I dream of you

The sweetest dream will never do

I'd still miss you, baby

And I don't wanna miss a thing

I don't wanna miss one smile

I don't wanna miss one kiss

I just wanna be with you

Right here with you, just like this

I just wanna hold you close

Feel your heart so close to mine

And just stay here in this moment

For all the rest of time

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!

Don't wanna close my eyes

I don't wanna fall a sleep

'Cause I'd miss you, baby

And I don't wanna miss a thing

'Cause even when I dream of you

The sweetest dream will never do

I'd still miss you, baby

And I don't wanna miss a thing

Don't wanna close my eyes

I don't wanna fall a sleep

'Cause I'd miss you, baby

And I don't wanna miss a thing

'Cause even when I dream of you

The sweetest dream will never do

I'd still miss you, baby

And I don't wanna miss a thing

Don't wanna close my eyes

Don't wanna fall asleep, yeah

I don't want to miss a thing

AEROSMITH, I don't want to miss a thing, Nine Lives, 1997.

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Uma das músicas ouvidas após o primeiro beijo...

Inflatable

Let it slide overhead

When I believe in you my soul can rest

But our love is really love

It never fails but fail it does

When you shine like the sun

You see me only one, my only friend

You're so pretty in white, pretty when you're faithful

I resigned from myself

Took a break for someone else

It's like I come undone

And I've only just become inflatable for you

You're so pretty in white, pretty when you're faithful

I don't mind most of the time

But you push me so far inside

You're so pretty in white, pretty when you're faithful

BUSH, Inflatable, Golden State, 2001

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Algures deitados, bem juntinhos, nos relvados da Gulbenkian...

Les Enfants du Siècle

Esta é a história de amor entre George Sand e Alfred de Musset. Escritores já célebres quando se encontram, nem um nem outro acredita no amor, mas isso não os impede de viver uma ligação intensa que os acompanha até ao final das vidas e ficou para a história.Como Hugo, Balzac e Delacroix, Musset cresceu sobre as ruínas do Império. Como os «filhos do século», ele traz consigo um mau estar que nunca desaparece. Nem o jogo nem o deboche protegem este poeta de 23 anos. Sand é uma jovem mulher livre e independente, que fuma e se veste como um homem. É também uma mulher vulnerável, consumida pela dúvida, desiludida com a vida. Decidiu tornar-se jornalista e escritora. Tudo os opõe e os atrai ao mesmo tempo... Contra todas as expectativas, vão seduzir-se e amar-se, ofuscando-se mutuamente, unindo o seu génio criativo e o seu talento, trocando ideias e projectos.


O primeiro filme juntos...