Descobrimos, ó má sorte, a sabedoria
Tivemos o sonho da caverna ideal
Contámos histórias de sangue e de sal
Abraçámos a noite e fugimos ao dia

E, ao longo dos anos desta eternidade fria
Tornámo-nos seres de pedra e de cal
Planaltos fechados, sem monte nem vale
E lavámos do corpo a melancolia

Mas na fatia de mundo por mim achada
Canteiro calmo à beira da estrada
Há gente, vida, o que faltava, a peça

O ponteiro avança, falamos de nada
Cantamos e rimos até de madrugada
Que importa a Terra e a sua liça perversa?

I'm not dead...

...just sleeping in bliss. Sleeping at all is reason enough to say thak you.

Is this for real?

Did you really transformed yourself and became attached to me? Did you really changed the way and saw me in the end? Is it true that I understand you and that you'd like nothing better to share hours of nothingness with me?

I'm going for you tomorrow. Kiss me luck.

On the way

She standed tall, she stood quite free
Who's this girl looking at me?
I offer her a drink, the talk becomes weird
"I can have her if you can't steer"
The echos ring, friends die young
The blur comes back, and "how come
Did you let her get away like that?
You realise she ain't coming back?"
I know, with your screams in stereo sound
That she never thought about turning around
Another night and she's different, and above all else
She likes the way I talk about myself
But she still thinks about what could have been
If my friend told her "We'll always be green"
Yet, she will twist me every chance she gets
I never know whether or what she regrets
This night won't go to waste, I promise you that
And this girl, she sees below my hat
And who she thinks about is none of my concern
If only she's around when the sun starts to burn...

Como descansar em paz

Quero que saibas
Que a última página dá sempre direito a uma sequela
Quero que saibas
Que não aprendi nenhuma lição das que me quiseste ensinar
E que volto ao início, desarmado e ignorante
Quero que saibas
Que nada, nada, nada, será como dantes
E, no entanto
Tudo será como dantes
As ideias que tenho na cabeça
O peso que tenho no coração
Todas as coisas que devia ter feito há já muito tempo
Faço-as agora
E talvez não as faça
Porque eu continuo a ser eu
Porque nada disto faz sentido
E, no entanto
É a maneira como a terra tem girado
É a última luz que apagamos antes de dormirmos
É tudo e não é nada
Quero que saibas
Que te transmutaste em milhares de corpos
Que me aparecem por entre as brumas da noite
E os sorrisos que apontam para o quarto
Quero que saibas
Que há um fragmento de ti em cada uma dessas viagens sensoriais
Em cada manhã em que acordo com o corpo dormente
Em cada tarde em que me pergunto quem sou eu
Quero que saibas
Que à noite as brumas voltam e que também eu me desintegro
Entre a sombra e a escuridão, entre a Terra e o Inferno
E que todos os dias são mais um em que perco um pouco de mim mesmo
Quero que saibas
Que respirar é impossível
E que nada mais pode haver de real

Slow modulation

There's nothing to see here
People keep moving on
Slowly, their necks turn and then they're gone
No one cares when the show is done
Standing in line and it's cold and you want to go
Remember a joke so you turn around
There's no one to listen so you laugh by yourself

I hear it's cold out, but her popsicle melts
She's in the bathroom, she pleasures herself
Says I'm a bad man, she's locking me out
It's because of these things
It's because of these things
Let's make a fast plan, watch it burn to the ground
I try to whisper, so no one figures it out
I'm not a bad man, I'm just overwhelmed
It's because of these things
It's because of these things

The crowd walks slowly, don't mind the rain
Lovers hold hands to numb the pain
Gripping tightly to something that they'll never own
And those by themselves, by choice or by some reward
No mistakes, only now you're bored
This is the time of your life, but you just can't tell

I hear it's cold out, but her popsicle melts
She's in the bathroom, she pleasures herself
Says I'm a bad man, she's locking me out
It's because of these things
It's because of these things
Let's make a fast plan, watch it burn to the ground
I try to whisper, so no one figures it out
I'm not a bad man, I'm just overwhelmed
It's because of these things
It's because of these things

I hear it's cold out, but her popsicle melts
She's in the bathroom, she pleasures herself
Says I'm a bad man, she's locking me out
It's because of these things
It's because of these things
Let's make a fast plan, watch it burn to the ground
I try to whisper, so no one figures it out
I'm not a bad man, I'm just overwhelmed
It's because of these things
It's because of these things

- These Things, She Wants Revenge

Another way to tremble

I'm bringing you this
You're bringing me that
I know there's a way to turn red skin blue
I know I heard your whisper in technicolor
Why did you ever make me true?
Why did we ever met?
Because we did, and that's all there is to it
Your psychotic sweetness is too much
Your game of shadows and splendor is a sight to behold
I want to see you near
(And you never ruined the night for me)
When the sun strikes the rock
And cars begin to roar
I want to see you near
When the water ripples and the watchmen run loose
I want to see you near
As we begin to break the day
And mellow bitterness finds its way

When I wasn't shallow

When I was an alien
Cultures weren't opinions

Gotta find a way to find a way to when I'm there
Gotta find a way, a better way, I had better wait

Never met a wise man
If so it's a woman

Gotta find a way to find a way to when I'm there
Gotta find a way, a better way, I had better wait

Just because you're paranoid
Don't mean they're not after you

Gotta find a way to find a way to when I'm there
Gotta find a way, a better way, I had better wait

- Nirvana, Territorial Pissings

Chamar-te, errar-te

Se perguntasses o meu nome, eu talvez to dissesse
Ou talvez não
Há demasiadas maneiras de esfolar o mesmo gato
Se te perturbasse, então voltaríamos à tona de água
E erraríamos novamente
Tu és mesmo tu?
Eu já não sou eu...
Se as ideias se auto-destruíssem depois de as termos
Seriam muito mais úteis
Ando demasiado errático
Ando demasiado perdido
Talvez me chames
Quando souberes o meu nome