sábado, fevereiro 25, 2006
segunda-feira, fevereiro 20, 2006
WRECK
Tema por Diego Sanches, baseada na música "WRECK", da banda Gentle Giant. A letra da música se encontra depois das imagens.
por Fernanda Fonseca
por Diogo Nogueira
por Diego Sanches
por Eduardo Arruda
por MMiller
por Cesar Nunes
WRECK - Gentle Giant
The ship's rising up from the sea to the sky heyeheh Hold on
Just one sorry scream and a desperate cry heyeheh Hold on
Their lives pass before them before they die heyeheh --
The sea yawns around like a boiling hell heyeheh hold on
And souls disappear with the toll of that bell heyeheh hold on
The arms of the sea they are dragging them down heyeheh hold on
And sorrows and sins they are lost as they drown heyeheh --
How strange when you think that the sea was their way;
And a meaningless death is the price they pay
For their living was made from the deep
To their people in comfort and keep
Keep all their people and places there
Never to be seen again, never to be loved and their last embrace--
And the kiss has a salt bitter taste
Now all that remains is the deep cruel sea heyeheh hold on
And wreckage of things that used to be heyeheh hold on
No stone marks the place of that watery grave heyeheh hold on
Together they die both the weak and the brave heyeheh hold on
por Fernanda Fonseca
por Diogo Nogueira
por Diego Sanches
por Eduardo Arruda
por MMiller
por Cesar Nunes
WRECK - Gentle Giant
The ship's rising up from the sea to the sky heyeheh Hold on
Just one sorry scream and a desperate cry heyeheh Hold on
Their lives pass before them before they die heyeheh --
The sea yawns around like a boiling hell heyeheh hold on
And souls disappear with the toll of that bell heyeheh hold on
The arms of the sea they are dragging them down heyeheh hold on
And sorrows and sins they are lost as they drown heyeheh --
How strange when you think that the sea was their way;
And a meaningless death is the price they pay
For their living was made from the deep
To their people in comfort and keep
Keep all their people and places there
Never to be seen again, never to be loved and their last embrace--
And the kiss has a salt bitter taste
Now all that remains is the deep cruel sea heyeheh hold on
And wreckage of things that used to be heyeheh hold on
No stone marks the place of that watery grave heyeheh hold on
Together they die both the weak and the brave heyeheh hold on
segunda-feira, fevereiro 13, 2006
A IDÉIA
Tema por Marcio de Castro.
De onde ela vem?! De que matéria bruta
Vem essa luz sobre as nebulosas
Cai de incógnitas criptas misteriosas
Como estalactites de uma gruta?!
Vem da psicogenética e alta luta
Do feixe de moléculas nervosas,
Que, em desintegrações maravilhosas,
Delibera, e depois, quer e executa!
Vem do encéfalo absconso que a constringe,
Chega em seguida às cordas da laringe,
Tísica, tênue, mínima, raquítica ...
Quebra a força centrípeta que a amarra,
Mas, de repente, e quase morta, esbarra
No molambo da língua paralítica!
Augusto dos Anjos
por Fernanda Fonseca
por MMiller
por Eduardo Arruda
por Tiago Lacerda
por Diego Sanches
por LuCas
De onde ela vem?! De que matéria bruta
Vem essa luz sobre as nebulosas
Cai de incógnitas criptas misteriosas
Como estalactites de uma gruta?!
Vem da psicogenética e alta luta
Do feixe de moléculas nervosas,
Que, em desintegrações maravilhosas,
Delibera, e depois, quer e executa!
Vem do encéfalo absconso que a constringe,
Chega em seguida às cordas da laringe,
Tísica, tênue, mínima, raquítica ...
Quebra a força centrípeta que a amarra,
Mas, de repente, e quase morta, esbarra
No molambo da língua paralítica!
Augusto dos Anjos
por Fernanda Fonseca
por MMiller
por Eduardo Arruda
por Tiago Lacerda
por Diego Sanches
por LuCas