Festival da Eurovisão 2008 - Parte II

Como portuguesa que sou...aqui deixo a prestação de Portugal.

Acho que Portugal estava bem representado, sem dúvida, do que os nosso vizinhos espanhóis...No entanto, o sistema de votação dificilmente fará de Portugal alguma vez vencedor enquanto durar este sistema de a própria população residente em Portugal não pouder votar no seu próprio país. Por mais pequenos que sejam, comparativamente a outros países, nos últimos tempos tenho notado alguma união...vejamos o caso do futebol. Depois temos apenas como países fronteiriços apenas a Espanha...

De qualquer forma...fica o orgulho português pela boa prestação. Mas ganhar, isso não sei se alguma vez acontecerá.

Festival da Eurovisão 2008

Sem dúvida....

gostei da prestação da Ani Lorak.

MySpace de Ani Lorak

Apologize

Vinha a caminho de casa e vinha a pensar na minha situação...acabei um curso vai fazer quase um ano e até agora não consegui um estágio. A verdade é que luto por algo que me poderia fazer-me sentir concretizada e com orgulho em mim mesma. 

TU, em quem muitas vezez penso, algumas vezes mudaste a tua opinião acerca da minha pessoa...nem faço a mínima ideia o que pensas actualmente acerca da minha pessoa. Mas quem me dera que aquilo que pensavas sobre mim, jamais mudasse. Só preciso um pouco mais de confiança em mim mesma e naquilo que consigo. Algumas vezes, não dou valor ao que sou...

Mas que saudades....

Birds

She was waiting at the station
He was getting off the train
He didn't have a ticket
So he had to bum through the barriers again

Well the ticket inspector saw him rushing through
He said "girl you don't know how much I missed you but
We'd better run 'cause I haven't got the funds to pay this fine."
She said "fine"

Well so they ran out of the station and jumped onto a bus
With two of yesterdays travel cards and two bottles of bud
And he said "you look well nice"

Well she was wearing a skirt
And he thought she looked nice
And yes, she didn't really care about anything else
'Cause she only wanted him to think that she looked nice
And he did

But he was looking at her, yeah all funny in the eye
She said "come on boy tell me what you're thinking
Now don't be shy."
He said alright, "I'll try

All the stars up in the sky
And the leaves in the trees
All the broken bits that make you jump up
And grassy bits in between
All the matter in the world is how much I like you."

She said "what?"
He said "let me try and explain again

"Right, birds can fly so high
And they can shit on your head
And they can almost fly into your eye
And make you feel so scared.
But when you look at them
And you see that they're beautiful
That's how I feel about you

Right birds can fly so high
And they can shit on your head,
And they can almost fly into your eye
And make you feel well scared
But when you look at them
And you see that they're beautiful
That's how I feel about you
Yeah that's how I feel about you."

She said "what?"
He said "you"
She said "what are you talking about?"
He said "you"

Right birds can fly so high
And they can shit on your head
And they can almost fly into your eye
And make you feel so scared.
But when you look at them
And you see that they're beautiful
That's how I feel about you

Right birds can fly so high
And they can shit on your head
And they can almost fly into your eye
And make you feel well scared.
But when you look at them
And you see that they're beautiful
That's how I feel about you
Right, that's how I feel about you

She said "thanks, I like you too"
He said "cool"

Ontem estava a ver fotografias...
da pessoa em que mais penso, quando me permito pensar em outras coisas, só para viver em sonhos o que já vivi, pensar que essa pessoa até podia ter gostado de mim no passado, que no presente poderia também gostar...Mas isso não sei
Tenho muitas saudades, gostava de poder partilhar mais as minhas coisas com essa pessoa mas, às vezes, por medo ou por bloqueio...deixo-me estar no meu canto e passo dias e dias sem dizer nada.

Une belle histoire

Sweet about me - English

Ooh watching me, hanging by a string this time.
Don’t easily, the climax of the perfect lie.
Oh watching me, hanging by a string this time.
Don’t easily, smile worth a hundred lies.

If theres lessons to be learned.
I’d rather get my jamming words in first so.
Tell you something that I’ve found.
That the worlds a better place when its upside down, boy.

If theres lessons to be learned.
I’d rather get my jamming words in first so,
When your playing with desire.
Don’t come running to my place when it burns like fire.

Chorus
Sweet about me, nothing sweet about me .. yeah
Sweet about me, nothing sweet about me .. yeah
Sweet about me, nothing sweet about me .. yeah
Sweet about me, nothing sweet about me .. yeah

Blue, blue, blue, waves they crash.
As time goes by, so hard to catch.
Too, too smooth, ain’t all that.
Why don’t you ride, my side of the tracks.

If theres lessons to be learned.
I’d rather get my jamming words in first so.
Tell you something that I’ve found.
That the worlds a better place when its upside down, boy.

If theres lessons to be learned.
I’d rather get my jamming words in first so,
When your playing with desire.
Don’t come running to my place when it burns like fire, boy.

Chorus
Sweet about me, nothing sweet about me .. yeah
Sweet about me, nothing sweet about me .. yeah
Sweet about me, nothing sweet about me .. yeah
Sweet about me, nothing sweet about me .. yeah

Sweet about me, nothing sweet about me .. yeah
Sweet about me, nothing sweet about me .. yeah
Sweet about me, nothing sweet about me .. yeah
Sweet about me, nothing sweet about me .. yeah

Sweet about me

Logo que ouvi esta música, fez-me lembrar aqueles anúncios a café feitos em dias de muito frio. Na minha mente, imagino alguém a colocar o café dentro da chávena e, ao mesmo tempo, sair fumo por ser um dia de muito frio. Depois imagino também alguém a beber o café e ficar com uma pequena espuma ligeiramente acima do lábio superior...

Viva a nossa mente tão criativa ;)