domingo, 19 de maio de 2013

Christina Perri - A Thousand Years


The day we met, 
Frozen I held my breath 
Right from the start 
I knew that I'd found a home for my heart... 
Beats fast 
Colors and promises 
How to be brave? 
How can I love when I'm afraid to fall 
But watching you stand alone? 
All of my doubt suddenly goes away somehow 

One step closer 

I have died everyday waiting for you 
Darling don't be afraid I have loved you 
For a thousand years 
I'll love you for a thousand more 

Time stands still 
Beauty in all she is 
I will be brave 
I will not let anything take away 
What's standing in front of me 
Every breath 
Every hour has come to this 

One step closer 

I have died everyday waiting for you 
Darling don't be afraid I have loved you 
For a thousand years 
I'll love you for a thousand more 

And all along I believed I would find you 
Time has brought your heart to me 
I have loved you for a thousand years 
I'll love you for a thousand more 

One step closer 

I have died everyday waiting for you 
Darling don't be afraid I have loved you 
For a thousand years 
I'll love you for a thousand more 

And all along I believed I would find you 
Time has brought your heart to me 
I have loved you for a thousand years 
I'll love you for a thousand more...

XOXO S.

Adios, adieu, auf wiedersehen, goodbye!

Eu juro que o meu grande amigo A. tem razão e eu devia escrever um livro, porque há coisas que só me acontecem a mim, eu sou um íman para gente maluca, lembram-se do meu vizinho avariado da cabeça que falei aqui?


Hoje cheguei a casa depois de uma caminhada e tinha um bilhete colado na porta que dizia o seguinte, e passo a transcrever na integra...

"You didn't give me any option other than move, you ruined all my dreams here, I hope you will fell happy now that I will not be here anymore"

Claro que a minha primeira reacção foi WTF??????? Mas agora pensando bem no assunto e reparando que o tapete já não se encontra na porta ele deve mesmo ter-se mudado e sendo assim só me dá vontade de lhe dizer "Já vais tarde maluco!".

Acho que posso passar a dormir sem uma faca debaixo da almofada! (e para as mentes mais sensíveis obviamente estou a brincar e não tenho por hábito dormir com nenhuma faca debaixo da almofada) mas pelo sim pelo não vou deixar o revolver.

XOXO S.

A minha ignorância!

Ainda estou em choque com alguns dos comentários que andam por esta blogoesfera fora relativamente à adopção de crianças por casais do mesmo sexo mas, talvez seja eu que sou muito liberal, talvez eu que esteja errada quando acho que os direitos são iguais para todos e que a discriminação é sempre um acto de ignorância seja de que tipo for...


Se eu que sou a ignorante, então espero continuar a viver na minha ignorância em que as pessoas são todas iguais e onde não há espaço para ódios doentios por pessoas que são simplesmente diferentes de mim.

E deixo aqui uma das minhas músicas favoritas sobre este tema que ouvi esta semana...

MACKLEMORE & RYAN LEWIS - SAME LOVE


When I was in the third grade I thought that I was gay
'Cause I could draw, my uncle was, and I kept my room straight
I told my mom tears rushing down my face
She's like "Ben you've loved girls since before pre-k tripping, "
Yeah, I guess she had a point, didn't she?
Bunch of stereotypes all in my head.
I remember doing the math like, "Yeah, I'm good at little league"
A preconceived idea of what it all meant
For those that liked the same sex
Had the characteristics
The right wing conservatives think it's a decision
And you can be cured with some treatment and religion
Man-made rewiring of a predisposition
Playing God, aw nah here we go
America the brave still fears what we don't know
And God loves all his children, is somehow forgotten
But we paraphrase a book written thirty-five-hundred years ago
I don't know

And I can't change
Even if I tried
Even if I wanted to
I can't change
Even if I try
Even if I wanted to
My love
My love
My love
She keeps me warm
She keeps me warm
She keeps me warm
She keeps me warm

If I was gay, I would think hip-hop hates me
Have you read the YouTube comments lately?
"Man, that's gay" gets dropped on the daily
We become so numb to what we're saying
A culture founded from oppression
Yet we don't have acceptance for 'em
Call each other faggots behind the keys of a message board
A word rooted in hate, yet our genre still ignores it
Gay is synonymous with the lesser
It's the same hate that's caused wars from religion
Gender to skin color, the complexion of your pigment
The same fight that led people to walk outs and sit ins
It's human rights for everybody, there is no difference!
Live on and be yourself
When I was at church they taught me something else
If you preach hate at the service those words aren't anointed
That holy water that you soak in has been poisoned
When everyone else is more comfortable remaining voiceless
Rather than fighting for humans that have had their rights stolen
I might not be the same, but that's not important
No freedom till we're equal, damn right I support it

(I don't know)

And I can't change
Even if I tried
Even if I wanted to
My love
My love
My love
She keeps me warm
She keeps me warm
She keeps me warm
She keeps me warm

We press play, don't press pause
Progress, march on
With the veil over our eyes
We turn our back on the cause
Till the day that my uncles can be united by law
When kids are walking 'round the hallway plagued by pain in their heart
A world so hateful some would rather die than be who they are
And a certificate on paper isn't gonna solve it all
But it's a damn good place to start
No law is gonna change us
We have to change us
Whatever God you believe in
We come from the same one
Strip away the fear
Underneath it's all the same love
About time that we raised up

And I can't change
Even if I tried
Even if I wanted to
I can't change
Even if I try
Even if I wanted to
My love
My love
My love
She keeps me warm
She keeps me warm
She keeps me warm
She keeps me warm
Love is patient
Love is kind
Love is patient
Love is kind
(I'm not crying on Sundays)
Love is patient
(I'm not crying on Sundays)
Love is kind
(I'm not crying on Sundays)
Love is patient
(I'm not crying on Sundays)
Love is kind
(I'm not crying on Sundays)
Love is patient
(I'm not crying on Sundays)
Love is kind
(I'm not crying on Sundays)
Love is patient
Love is kind

XOXO S.

Eu e o espelho...

É engraçado ver como algumas pessoas acham que eu não tenho inseguranças nenhumas e blá blá blá e eu quando as oiço debitar estas teorias de que eu sou super confiante e tal e coiso a única coisa que me ocorre é "Se vocês soubessem... ai se vocês soubessem os monstros que habitam no meu espelho...".


Claro que com o tempo aprendi a aceitar algumas coisas que não posso mudar (como os meus joelhos horríveis) e a tirar partido das coisas boas e também é verdade que não fico em casa deprimida por culpa das coisas que gostava que fossem diferentes mas, há ainda coisas que me deixam insegura... talvez um dia chegue ao modo da minha prima I. que diz que gosta de tudo nela mas, não me parece.

XOXO S.

sábado, 18 de maio de 2013

Mister Armani...

Eu prometo fazer uma publicidade justa a todas as suas marcas...

* Giorgio Armani...


* Emporio Armani...


* Armani Collezioni...


* Armani Jeans...

XOXO S.

Sábado, meu adorado Sábado...


XOXO S.

Ai que moleza!

E longe vão os tempos em que tinha a capacidade de dormir até tarde (e que saudades que eu tenho), no entanto para compensar hoje saltei da cama às 8h, tomei o pequeno almoço e voltei a enfiar-me entre os lençóis a "preguiçar" e a ler...


E que bem que me sabe!

XOXO S.

Natalie Maines - Without You

E isto é o que acontece quando dois* dos meus cantores favoritos se juntam...


I'll grow when you grow
Let me loosen up the blindfold
I'll fly when you cry
Lift us out of this landslide
Wherever you are
Whenever we part

I'll keep on healing all the scars
That we've collected from the start
I'd rather this than live without you
For every wish upon a star
That goes unanswered in the dark
There is a dream, I've dreamt about you

And from afar, I lie awake
Close my eyes to find I'd never be the same

I'll shine when you shine
Painted pictures on my mind
Sun sets on this ocean
Never once on my devotion
However you are
Or far that you fall

I'll keep on healing all the scars
That we've collected from the start
I'd rather this than live without you
For every wish upon a star
That goes unanswered in the dark
There is a dream, I've dreamt about you

And from afar, I lie awake
Close my eyes to find I'd never be the same
Without you, without you

XOXO S.

* Talvez devesse dizer 3 porque a letra desta música (e a versão original) é do meu adorado Eddie Vedder, por isso temos a Natalie Maines, o Ben Harper e o Eddie Vedder, todos em uma só música.

sexta-feira, 17 de maio de 2013

Ai, Ui, Ai!

E há dois dias que tenho uma dor de estômago do tamanho do Universo...


E se isto não melhorar acho que vou ter de ir dizer olá ao sistema de saúde alemão!

XOXO S.

Miranda Lambert - Over You


Weatherman said it's gonna snow 
By now I should be used to the cold 
Mid-Februray shouldn't be so scary 
It was only December, I still remember 
The presents, the trees, you and me 

But you went away 
How dare you 
I miss you 
They say I'll be ok 
But I'm not going to ever get over you 

Living alone here in this place 
I think of you and I'm not afraid 
Your favorite records make me feel better 
Cause you sing along with every song 
I know you didn't mean to give them to me 

But you went away 
How dare you 
I miss you 
They say I'll be ok 
But I'm not going to ever get over you 

It really sinks in, you know, when I see it in stone 

Cause you went away 
How dare you 
I miss you 
They say I'll be ok 
But I'm not going to ever get over you

XOXO S.

P.S. Esta música fala sobre a morte e confesso que me deixa sempre triste...

Olá cortiça!

Acho estas sandalocas tão giras...

(Stuart Weitzman)

XOXO S.

P.S. E já agora que a cortiça virou moda gostava tanto de ver o meu Portugal falado por este mundo fora à conta disso.

quinta-feira, 16 de maio de 2013

Ai que estes dias são lixados!

E há dias em que as saudades daqueles amigos de sempre apertam...


Nem sempre é fácil estar longe, e como diria o mister Bublé...

"Another aeroplane 
Another sunny place
I’m lucky, I know
But I wanna go home"


O que vale é que isto passa!

XOXO S.