Adeus Terra, adeus família,
Eu entrei em engenharia,
Foi a primeira opção,
Ela está no meu coração
Eu não sei mas ouvi dizer,
Sou da FEUP até morrer,
Seja noite ou seja dia,
Vou marchar por engenharia.
=D
outubro 20, 2008
outubro 01, 2008
Com a chegada de Junho/ Exames para os mais comuns dos mortais/estudantes decidi fazer uma breve e imediata pausa para estudar. Para que? Boa pergunta. Para ter emprego. Para que? Para ter dinheiro. Para que? Para poder comprar coisas. Para que? Ah. Pois. Talvez nada. Principalmente depois de um esforço moderadamente exagerado. Que custou um verao. Os exames nao trazem felicidade. ou talvez tragam. Tive a estudar sistemas binarios. As coisas ja nao fazem muito sentido, principalmente a esta hora.
julho 12, 2008
Baby Blues
Look nowadays
you see it everywhere you go
why are they so much
so stupidly in love?
Why don't you see how dumb it is
to trust your heart to someone else
Is it possible that you can feel it
its all such a crazy unloneliness
First comes the kiss
then comes the love
then comes the heart
then comes the heart break.
That really feels that good?
Sometimes i feel good
thinkn' all me myself and I
Why can I?
Is it so damn hard?
To give my heart to you?
I still breath..
I still breath for not longer
Say no to belive
say no and then I belive
you see it everywhere you go
why are they so much
so stupidly in love?
Why don't you see how dumb it is
to trust your heart to someone else
Is it possible that you can feel it
its all such a crazy unloneliness
First comes the kiss
then comes the love
then comes the heart
then comes the heart break.
That really feels that good?
Sometimes i feel good
thinkn' all me myself and I
Why can I?
Is it so damn hard?
To give my heart to you?
I still breath..
I still breath for not longer
Say no to belive
say no and then I belive
maio 27, 2008
maio 19, 2008
São tempos de seca. Literalmente, mesmo. Faz calor e consigo sentir os segundos e nano segundos do tempo a passar, a vibrar tao lentamente que a vida parece eterna. Eterna até desesperar. E nesses dias, nestes dias que podemos fazer senão olhar?

All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places
Worn out faces
Bright and early for the daily races
Going no where
Going no where
Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression
No expression
Hide my head
I wanna drown my sorrow
No tomorrow
No tomorrow
And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I’m dying are the best I’ve ever had
I find it hard to tell you I find it hard to take
When people run in circles its a very very
Mad world
Mad world

All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places
Worn out faces
Bright and early for the daily races
Going no where
Going no where
Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression
No expression
Hide my head
I wanna drown my sorrow
No tomorrow
No tomorrow
And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I’m dying are the best I’ve ever had
I find it hard to tell you I find it hard to take
When people run in circles its a very very
Mad world
Mad world
Categories
Days
abril 21, 2008
O que é morrer? apartir de que momento podemos considerar alguem morto? Quer dizer, ultrapassando a metafisica. Viver é respirar? Viver é continuar vivo? O fisico? Ou o psiquico? Quem tem mais vida, o dente Quanto tempo nos é necessario para acreditar e interiorizar que alguem desapareceu? O até sempre, que se torna num ate nunca?
março 13, 2008
O grandioso Hino d'"A Birra do Morto", ouvida ultimamente incessantemente ao longo de enormissimos periodos de tempo, especialmente durante os ensaios eheh.
That's life,
that's what all the people say.
You're riding high in April,
Shot down in May
But I know I'm gonna change that tune,
When I'm back on top, back on top in June.
I said that's life,
and as funny as it may seem
Some people get their kicks,
Stompin' on a dream
But I don't let it, let it get me down,
'Cause this fine ol' world it keeps spinning around
I've been a puppet, a pauper, a pirate,
A poet, a pawn and a king.
I've been up and down and over and out
And I know one thing:
Each time I find myself,
flat on my face
,I pick myself up and get back in the race.
That's lifeI tell ya,
I can't deny it,
I thought of quitting baby,
But my heart just ain't gonna buy it.
And if I didn't think it was worth one single try,
I'd jump right on a big bird and then I'd fly
I've been a puppet, a pauper, a pirate,
A poet, a pawn and a king.
I've been up and down and over and out
And I know one thing:Each time I find myself laying flat on my face,I just pick myself up and get back in the race
That's life
That's life and I can't deny it
Many times I thought of cutting out
But my heart won't buy it
But if there's nothing shakin' come this here july
I'm gonna roll myself up in a big ball and die
My, My
~(Frank Sinatra)
That's life,
that's what all the people say.
You're riding high in April,
Shot down in May
But I know I'm gonna change that tune,
When I'm back on top, back on top in June.
I said that's life,
and as funny as it may seem
Some people get their kicks,
Stompin' on a dream
But I don't let it, let it get me down,
'Cause this fine ol' world it keeps spinning around
I've been a puppet, a pauper, a pirate,
A poet, a pawn and a king.
I've been up and down and over and out
And I know one thing:
Each time I find myself,
flat on my face
,I pick myself up and get back in the race.
That's lifeI tell ya,
I can't deny it,
I thought of quitting baby,
But my heart just ain't gonna buy it.
And if I didn't think it was worth one single try,
I'd jump right on a big bird and then I'd fly
I've been a puppet, a pauper, a pirate,
A poet, a pawn and a king.
I've been up and down and over and out
And I know one thing:Each time I find myself laying flat on my face,I just pick myself up and get back in the race
That's life
That's life and I can't deny it
Many times I thought of cutting out
But my heart won't buy it
But if there's nothing shakin' come this here july
I'm gonna roll myself up in a big ball and die
My, My
~(Frank Sinatra)
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