Pronto, só porque a minha mãezinha também gosta...

"You can't manufacture a miracle
The silence was pitiful - that day
And love is getting too cynical
Passion's just physical - these days

You analyse everyone you meet
But get no sign - the loving kind
Every night you admit defeat
And cry yourself blind

If you can't wake up in the morning
'Cause your bed lies vacant at night
If you're lost, hurt, tired or lonely
Can't control it - try as you might
May you find that love that won't leave you
May you find it by the end of the day
You won't be lost, hurt, tired and lonely
Something beautiful will come your way

The DJ said on the radio
Life should be stereo - each day
And the past that cast the unsuitable
Instead of some kind of beautiful
You just couldn't wait

All your friends think you're satisfied
But they can't see your soul, no, no, no
Forgot the time feeling petrified
When they lived alone

If you can't wake up in the morning
'Cause your bed lies vacant at night
If you're lost, hurt, tired or lonely
Can't control it - try as you might
May you find that love that won't leave you
May you find it by the end of the day
You won't be lost, hurt, tired and lonely
Something beautiful will come your way

(It'll come your way) Some kind of beautiful
(It'll come your way) Some kind of beautiful
(It'll come your way) Some kind of beautiful
(It'll come your way)

All your friends think you're satisfied
But they can't see your soul, no, no, no
Forgot the time feeling petrified
When they lived alone

If you can't wake up in the morning
'Cause your bed lies vacant at night
If you're lost, hurt, tired or lonely
Can't control it - try as you might
May you find that love that won't leave you
May you find it by the end of the day
You won't be lost, hurt, tired and lonely
Something beautiful will come your way
You won't be lost, hurt, tired and lonely
Something beautiful will come your way"

A Carla comprou uma mala da Pucca. Ora, dizem vocês o seguinte: "o que fizeste tu Carla Sofia! Tu que nem ligavas a essas coisas! Tu que nem gostavas da boneca! Tu que cada vez que alguém passava com uma coisa dessas dizias que *%$#"#"&%& e que %#"(%$"&! Só podes estar louca!"Ao qual eu respondo: Hipnose. Passeava eu alegremente quando me deparo, assim sem mais nem menos, com uma figurinha, 1m70, cabelo espetado, olhos em bico... bom, eis que a tal personagem se me atravessa à frente e começa como que se me a fitar! Os meus olhos ficam pesados... cada vez mais pesados... a minha cabeça tem um só pensamento: "compra a puta da mala, compra a puta da mala..." e eu comprei.

Agora no conforto do lar, dizia eu que o poder do homem era sol de pouca dura... erro meu! Tão profundo que ponho a hipotese de a usar ao ombro. Portanto, agradeço que acabem com certas e determinadas coisas! É que isto é um perigo para a sociedade! Tou a pensar, claro, no futuro dos nossos jovens...

("Tudo é incerto neste mundo hediondo, mas não o amor de uma mãe.")


Das poucas pessoas com quem eu posso verdadeiramente contar. OBRIGADA MÃE!



"...had i known how to save a life..."

Vai ser do caneco!



Silent Hill


Não resisti...



"Tenho, por vezes, ideias
que mais me parecem teias,
entre um facto e outro facto.
Ficam balançando ao vento,
enquanto o meu pensamento
não encontra o plano exacto.


Vem um sim, vem um talvez,
mais uns quês e uns porquês
que me fazem vacilar,
até que a ideia precária
se faz ponte imaginária
que decido atravessar.
Volto a sentir-me criança
que, pé-ante-pé, avança
e ora tropeça, ora cai.
- ora alcanço o fundamento
e firmo o meu pensamento,
ora a ideia se vai."


Novatos nestas andanças e já conseguem um plágio... é muito bom sinal!! ;)

Mais uma que veio a propósito...


"Over the sea and far away
She's waiting like an iceberg
Waiting to change
But she's cold inside
She wants to be like the water

All the muscles tighten in her face
Buries her soul in one embrace
They're one and the same
Just like water

The fire fades away
Most of everyday
Is full of tired excuses
But it's too hard to say
I wish it were simple
But we give up easily
You're close enough to see that
You're the other side of the world to me

On comes the panic light
Holding on with fingers and feelings alike
But the time has come
To move along

The fire fades away
Most of everyday
Is full of tired excuses
But it's too hard to say
I wish it were simple
But we give up easily
You're close enough to see that
You're the other side of the world

Can you help me
Can you let me go
And can you still love me
When you can't see me anymore

And the fire fades away
Most of everyday
Is full of tired excuses
But it's too hard to say
I wish it were simple
But we give up easily
You're close enough to see that
You're the other side of the world

Oh, the other side of the world
You're the other side of the world to me"

Dia 25...



o cortejo...
"I'm looking at you through the glass...
Don't know how much time has passed
Oh god it feels like forever
But no one ever tells you that forever
Feels like home, sitting all alone inside your head

How do you feel? That is the question
But i forget.. you dont expect and easy answer
When something like a soul becomes
Initialized and folded up like paper dolls and little notes
You cant expect to bitter folks
And while your outside looking in
Describing what you see
Remember what your staring at is me

Cause I'm looking at you through the glass...
Don't know how much time has passed
All i know is that it feels like forever
When no one ever tells you that forever
Feels like home, sitting all alone inside your head

How much is real? So much to question
And never dare make up the mannequins
Contaminating everything
When thought came from the heart
It never did right from the start
Just listen to the noises
(No more sad voices)
Before you tell yourself
Its just a different scene
Remember its just different from what you've seen

Im looking at you through the glass...
Don't know how much time has passed
And all i know is that it feels like forever
When no one ever tells you that forever
Feels like home, sitting all alone inside your head

Cause I'm looking at you through the glass...
Don't know how much time has passed
All i know is that it feels like forever
When no one ever tells you that forever
Feels like home, sitting all alone inside your head

And its the staaars
The staaaaaaars
That shine for you
And its the staaaaars
The staaaaaars
That lie to you.. yeah-ah

I'm looking at you through the glass...
Don't know how much time has passed
Oh god it feels like forever
But no one ever tells you that forever
Feels like home, sitting all alone inside your head

Cause I'm looking at you through the glass...
Don't know how much time has passed
All i know is that it feels like forever
But no one ever tells you that forever
feels like home, sitting all alone inside your heaaaaddd

And its the staaaars
The staaaaars
That shine for you.. yeah-ah
And its the staaaaars
The staaaaaaars
That lie to you.. yeah-ah

And its the staaaaars
The staaaaaars
That shine for you.. yeah-ah
And its the staaaars
The staaaaarsss
That lie to you.. yeah-ah yeah

Ohhhoh the staars
Ohhh oh the staaaars that liieee"

Não sei porque é que estou a admitir isto...


Hoje cheguei a ter pena de mim própria, é triste...

Dia 21







"...fácil fácil brincadeira de criança
Eu tava preso e tu pagaste-me a fiança
O toque é certo, equilibra a balança
Lança lança lança a tua dança..."









"...nós não temos que, mas podemos se
Dá-me tempo para que te mostre quem sou
O toque acusou fez-se musica e cantou
Para te mostrar que sou..."

Apanhada no McDonal's

Chamem-me bimba, chamem-me parola... CAGUEIE!!



"Ayer los dos soñábamos con un mundo perfecto
Ayer a nuestros labios les sobraban las palabras
Porque en los ojos nos espiábamos en el alma
Y la verdad no vacilaba a tu mirada

Ayer nos prometimos conquistar el mundo entero
Ayer tu me juraste que este amor seria eterno
Porque una vez equivocarse es suficiente
Para aprender lo que es amar sinceramente

Que hiciste
Hoy destruiste con tu orgullo la esperanza
Hoy empañaste con tu furia mi mirada
Borraste toda nuestra historia con tu rabia
Y confundiste tanto amor que te entregaba
Como permiso para sí romperme el alma

Que hiciste
Nos obligaste a destruir las madrugadas
Y nuestras noches las borraron tus palabras
Mis ilusiones acabaron con tus farsas
Se te olvidó que era el amor lo que importaba
Y con tus manos derrumbaste nuestra casa

Mañana que amanezca un dia nuevo em mi universo
Mañana no veré tu nombre escrito entre mis versos
No escucharé palabras de arrepentimiento
Ignoraré sin pena tu remordimiento

Mañana olvidaré que ayer yo fui tu fiel amante
Mañana ni siquiera habrá razones para odiarte
Yo borraré todos tus sueños de mis sueños
Que el tiempo arraste para siempre tus recuerdos

Que hiciste
Hoy destruiste con tu orgullo la esperanza
Hoy empañaste con tu furia mi mirada
Borraste toda nuestra historia con tu rabia
Y confundiste tanto amor que te entregaba
Como permiso para sí romperme el alma

Que hiciste
Nos obligaste a destruir las madrugadas
Y nuestras noches las borraron tus palabras
Mis ilusiones acabaron con tus farsas
Se te olvidó que era el amor lo que importaba
Y con tus manos derrumbaste nuestra casa

Y confundiste tanto amor que te entregaba
Como permiso para sí romperme el alma

Que hiciste
Nos obligaste a destruir las madrugadas
Y nuestras noches las borraron tus palabras
Mis ilusiones acabaron con tus farsas
Se te olvidó que era el amor lo que importaba
Y con tus manos derrubaste nuestra casa"

Só mais uma...

"Do I attract you?
Do I repulse you with my queasy smile?
Am I too dirty?
Am I too flirty?
Do I like what you like?

I could be wholesome
I could be loathsome
I guess Im a little bit shy
Why dont you like me?
Why dont you like me without making me try?

I try to be like Grace Kelly
But all her looks were too sad
So I try a little Freddie
Ive gone identity mad!

I could be brown
I could be blue
I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful
I could be purple
I could be anything you like
Gotta be green
Gotta be mean
Gotta be everything more
Why dont you like me?
Why dont you like me?
Why dont you walk out the door!

How can I help it
How can I help it
How can I help what you think?
Hello my baby
Hello my baby
Putting my life on the brink
Why dont yo like me
Why dont you like me
Why dont you like yourself?
Should I bend over?
Should I look older just to be put on the shelf?

I try to be like Grace Kelly
But all her looks were too sad
So I try a little Freddie
Ive gone identity mad!

I could be brown
I could be blue
I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful
I could be purple
I could be anything you like
Gotta be green
Gotta be mean
Gotta be everything more
Why dont you like me?
Why dont you like me?
Why dont you walk out the door!

Say what you want to satisfy yourself
But you only want what everybody else says you should want

I could be brown
I could be blue
I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful
I could be purple
I could be anything you like

Gotta be green
Gotta be mean
Gotta be everything more
Why dont you like me?
Why dont you like me?
Why dont you walk out the door!"

Globos de Ouro

Bom, a única coisa que tenho a dizer sobre isto é: O CORRULA SÓ FOI FILMADO 3x!! E UMA DELAS DE PERFIL!! Ele há injustiças...