Para ti, de quem só tenho milagres, sonhos, e esperança. BEFORE I GET OLD(Sullivan) 1990 I’m going to kiss the girls, make them cryLive too fast, still not die – before I get oldI’m going to see you raised above this placeWatch the moments shine upon your faceBefore I get oldI’ll watch the sun set […]

Thanx ao Alberto 🙂

Rafael Leonidas Trujillo Molina (October 24, 1891–May 30, 1961) was the head of state of the Dominican Republic from 1930 until 1961, occupying the office of President of the Republic in 1930–38 and 1942–52. At the end of his final term, he engineered his continued rule of the country as de facto head of state, […]

When you pray in silenceAnd see our Jesus staggerAwake! Take a perfumed candleAnd use life like a daggerI’m your accidental protegeThe gift, the bloodThe thrownawayThe silver chain has broken?Goals and dreams fulfillWith emptiness with instinctWith impurity and willI’m your accidental protegeThe grave, the loveThe yesterdayIn this, my year of three wintersWhere orchards fade, fadeAnd fallLike […]

Capa e álbum do ano. I’ve been watching you up in the cornerWatching you from down belowI’ve watching you dance in the shadowsWatching you I’m falling to pieces And when everything that you do loses beautyWhen everything’s taboo and unkindAnd the only thing you ever dream of is sharpening knivesSharpening knives I’ve been watching you […]

Ana, sim, tu, Gwen, a rodar Death in June, discografia completa, ouve com afinco.

andre says:ou decimus brutus Lord of Morning says:so dois nao, pa Lord of Morning says:decimus brutus medianoctis Lord of Morning says:quincunx sulla noxandre says:decimus brutus medianoctis regicidius Lord of Morning says:brutus regicidius cum tempus compensta Lord of Morning says:compensata Lord of Morning says:et mons perennius proscritae traversa Lord of Morning says:laudate laudate diminutum rex!andre says:filis […]

BALLAD(Sullivan) 1986 When they look back at us and they write down their historyWhat will they say about our generation?We’re the ones who knew everything and still we did nothingHarvested everything, planted nothing.Well we live pretty well in the wake of the goldrushFloating in comfort on waves of our apathyQuietly gnawing away at Her bodyUntil […]