sexta-feira, 15 de fevereiro de 2013






Paramore - NOW 


Don't try to take this from me
Don't try to take this from me no-o-o-oo-o-o-ow
Don't try to take this from me
Don't try to take this from me no-o-o-oo-o-o-ow

Feels like I'm waking from the dead
And everyone's been waitin' on me
It's not I never have to wonder
What it's like to sleep a year away
But we were indestructible
I thought that we could brave it all
I never thought that what could take me out
Was hiding down below

Lost the battle, win the war
Bringing my sinking ship back to the shore
Starting over with head back in
There's a time and place to die, but this ain't it

If there's a future, we want it no-o-o-oo-o-o-ow
If there's a future, we want it no-o-o-oo-o-o-ow
If there's a future, we want it no-o-o-oo-o-o-ow
If there's a future, we want it no-o-o-oo-o-o-ow

Don't try to take this from me
Don't try to take this from me no-o-o-oo-o-o-ow
Don't try to take this from me
Don't try to take this from me no-o-o-oo-o-o-ow

Wish I could find a crystal ball
For the days I feel completely worthless
You know I'd use it all for good
I would not take it for granted
Inside a house of memories
For the days I don't feel anything
At least they'll remember
Not to make the same mistakes again

Lost the battle, win the war
Bringing my sinking ship back to the shore
Starting over with head back in
There's a time and place to die, but this ain't it

If there's a future, we want it no-o-o-oo-o-o-ow
If there's a future, we want it no-o-o-oo-o-o-ow
If there's a future, we want it no-o-o-oo-o-o-ow
If there's a future, we want it no-o-o-oo-o-o-ow

There's a time and place to die
There's a time and place to die and this ain't it
There's a time and place to die and this ain't it
And this ain't it, this ain't it
There's a time and place to die
There's a time and place to die, but this ain't it, yeah

If there's a future, we want it no-o-o-oo-o-o-ow
If there's a future, we want it no-o-o-oo-o-o-ow
If there's a future, we want it now (no-o-o-oo-o-o-ow)
If there's a future, we want it no-o-o-oo-o-o-ow
No-o-o-oo-o-o-ow
No-o-o-oo-o-o-ow











Vozes de um túmulo



Morri! E a Terra — a mãe comum — o brilho
Destes meus olhos apagou!... Assim
Tântalo, aos reais convivas, num festim,
Serviu as carnes do seu próprio filho!


Por que para este cemitério vim?!
Por quê?! Antes da vida o angusto trilho
Palmilhasse, do que este que palmilho
E que me assombra, porque não tem fim!


No ardor do sonho que o fronema exalta
Construí de orgulho ênea pirâmide alta,
Hoje, porém, que se desmoronou


A pirâmide real do meu orgulho,
Hoje que apenas sou matéria e entulho
Tenho consciência de que nada sou!





Augusto dos Anjos



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