An international blog about literature and ecocriticism. Here I include my own lyrics, by Rui M. and also the work of others, from 10 to 14 each month 2017: new contributions sent to ruiprcar@gmail.com Periodical Art contests and Critics. Thanks. Arigatou

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published by talesforlove às 16:22

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published by talesforlove às 10:29

12
Ago 17

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FM7MFYoylVs

 

Lyrics:

 



I've been reading books of old

The legends and the myths

Achilles and his gold

Hercules and his gifts

Spiderman's control

And Batman with his fists

And clearly I don't see myself upon that list

But she said, where'd you wanna go?

How much you wanna risk?

I'm not looking for somebody

With some superhuman gifts

Some superhero

Some fairytale bliss

Just something I can turn to

Somebody I can kiss

I want something just like this

Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo

Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo

Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo

Oh, I want something just like this

Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo

Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo

Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo

Oh, I want something just like this

I want something just like this

I've been reading books of old

The legends and the myths

The testaments they told

The moon and its eclipse

And Superman unrolls

A suit before he lifts

But I'm not the kind of person that it fits

She said, where'd you wanna go?

How much you wanna risk?

I'm not looking for somebody

With some superhuman gifts

Some superhero

Some fairytale bliss

Just something I can turn to

Somebody I can miss

I want something just like this

I want something just like this

Oh, I want something just like this

Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo

Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo

Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo

Oh, I want something just like this

Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo

Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo

Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo

Where'd you wanna go?

How much you wanna risk?

I'm not looking for somebody

With some superhuman gifts

Some superhero

Some fairytale bliss

Just something I can turn to

Somebody I can kiss

I want something just like this

Oh, I want something just like this

Oh, I want something just like this

Oh, I want something just like this

published by talesforlove às 15:37

01
Jul 17

 

published by talesforlove às 08:04

Joni Mitchell (1971) -A Case Of You

 

Just before our love got lost you said
I am as constant as a northern star
And I said, constantly in the darkness
Where's that at?
If you want me I'll be in the bar

On the back of a cartoon coaster
In the blue Tv screen light
I drew a map of Canada
Oh Canada
With your face sketched on it twice

Oh you're in my blood like holy wine
You taste so bitter and so sweet
Oh I could drink a case of you darling
And I would still be on my feet
Oh I would still be on my feet

Oh I am a lonely painter
I live in a box of paints
I'm frightened by the devil
And I'm drawn to those ones that ain't afraid
I remember that time that you told me, you said
Love is touching souls
Surely you touched mine
Cause part of you pours out of me
In these lines from time to time

Oh you're in my blood like holy wine
You taste so bitter and so sweet
Oh I could drink a case of you darling
Still I'd be on my feet
I would still be on my feet

I met a woman
She had a mouth like yours
She knew your life
She knew your devils and your deeds
And she said
Go to him, stay with him if you can
But be prepared to bleed

Oh but you are in my blood you're my holy wine
You're so bitter, bitter and so sweet
Oh I could drink a case of you darling
Still I'd be on my feet
I would still be on my feet

published by talesforlove às 07:56

26
Jun 17

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published by talesforlove às 16:56

29
Mai 17

 

 

In the Restaurant "Esquina de Alfama" it was possible to find a group of Fadistas that animate the night with their voices and guitars, to the point that we feel confused between the traditional and the shine of the mobile phones that appear in the hands of the visitors anxious to take with themselves a bit of the atmosphere of the restaurant.
We feel a peace that invades us by the unexpected way Fado takes care of us, there in the middle of the Old Lisbon, surrounded by modernity. Not far away, during the day, you can see huge boats that are full of tourists from all over the world. These boats are adventurers of the seas, of a capacity far superior to the Titanic. Its immense dimension rivals the depth of what we feel in places so small and filled with music but so great in history and quality.
We know that the public often does not understand the lyrics, but that does not matter to anyone. The music imposes itself without further ado and all of us there commune with a state of soul that fills us with dreams, pieces of past that only existed as an approximation between what we imagined and what really was ...
So, packed with melody and the famous trill of guitars, a common place so often remembered, we almost forgot to taste the food on the tables, right there in front of us. It is also of immense quality, it is also full of flavors with millennial stories ... And in the end, nothing better than a visit in a day of peace.

published by talesforlove às 07:54

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Abr 17

 

published by talesforlove às 11:53

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