sunset

rubem fonseca

Sentir e entender

O amor não é para ser entendido é para ser sentido.
A poesia não é para ser entendida é para ser sentida.
O medo não é para ser entendido é para ser sentido.
A dor não é para ser entendida é para ser sentida.
O ódio não é para ser entendido é para ser sentido.
A morte não é para ser entendida é para ser sentida.

(Amálgama)

winter

herberto helder

Subiu a rapariga para cima da amoreira,

e ao cimo do limoeiro subiu o homem também.

Uma aranha os enlaçou, e tudo aquilo que é belo

não deixa que se separem.

hands of bresson

mazzy star

Before I let you down again,
I just want to see you in your eyes.
I wouldn't have taken everything out on you,
I only thought you could understand.
They say every man goes blind in his heart,
And they say everybody steals somebody's heart away.
And I got nothing more to say about it
Nothing more than you would me.
Send me your flowers of your december,
Send me your dreams of your candied wine.
I've got just one thing I can't give you...
Just one more thing of mine
They say every man goes blind in his heart
And they say everybody steals somebody's heart away
And I've been wondering why you let me down
And I've been taking it all for granted

selfie

tindersticks

Watching the days go by isn't half the fun it used to be
When I could reach out from inside the folds of your skin
Watching the sun rush by isn't as half as good now it's all silent ‘round here
Over the memory - the folds of your skin
And I never wanna spend another day, not a single moment from your side
No, I don't even wanna spend another day, not a single moment from your side
Over the memory - the folds of your skin
Over sweet memory - and I can taste no other
Came running from nowhere fast, came stumbling at me through the dark
Breaking right through my skin - and I can taste no other
Came like lightning in my arms, came tearing through the night
Inside the memory - I can taste no other
And I never wanna spend another day, not a single moment from your side
No, I don't even wanna spend another day, not a single moment from your side
Still running forwards and backwards I'm inside and outside your love
And over the memory - I can taste no other
Over sweet memory - I can see no other
Came like lightning through my heart - folds of your skin
Watching the sun ... by - I can taste no other

clarice lispector

Tive um sonho nítido inexplicável: sonhei que brincava com o meu reflexo. Mas o meu reflexo não

estava num espelho, mas refletia uma outra pessoa que não eu.