For you dear, I was born
For you I was raised up
For you I've lived and for you I will die
For you I am dying now
You were my mad little lover
In a world where everybody fucks everybody else over
You who are so far from me
Far from me
So far from me
Way across some cold neurotic sea
Far from me

I would talk to you of all matter of things
With a smile you would reply
Then the sun would leave your pretty face
And you'd retreat from the front of your eyes
I keep hearing that you're doing best
I hope your heart beats happy in your infant breast
You are so far from me
Far from me
Far from me

There is no knowledge but i know it
There's nothing to learn from that vacant voice
That sails to me across the line
From the ridiculous to the sublime
It's good to hear you're doing so well
But really can't you find somebody else that you can ring and tell
Did you ever
Care for me?
Were you ever
There for me?
So far from me

You told me you'd stick by me
Through the thick and through the thin
Those were your very words
My fair-weather friend
You were my brave-hearted lover
At the first taste of trouble went running back to mother
So far from me
Far from me
Suspended in your bleak and fishless sea
Far from me
Far from me

cara-de-sonsa listens to Nick Cave: Far from me

Pablo Neruda

Write for example, 'The night is shattered
and the blue stars shiver in the distance.'

The night wind revolves in the sky and sings.

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.

Through nights like this one I held her in my arms.
I kissed her again and again under the endless sky.

She loved me, sometimes I loved her too.
How could one not have loved her great still eyes.

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her.

To hear immense night, still more immense without her.
And the verse falls to the soul like dew to a pasture.

What does it matter that my love could not keep her.
The night is shattered and she is not with me.

This is all. In the distance someone is singing. In the distance.
My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.

My sight searches for her as though to go to her.
My heart looks for her, and she is not with me.

The same night whitening the same trees.
We, of that time, are no longer the same.

I no longer love her, that's certain, but how I loved her.
My voice tried to find the wind to touch her hearing.

Another's. She will be another's. Like my kisses before.
Her voice. Her bright body. Her infinite eyes.

I no longer love her, that's certain, but maybe I love her.
Love is short, forgetting is so long.

Because through nights like this one I held her in my arms
my soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.

Though this be the last pain that she makes me suffer
and these the last verses that I write for her.

cara-de-sonsa listens to Andy Garcia: Tonight I can write the saddest lines


Como eu gosto de ouvir o Andy Garcia a falar de maneira pousada e com voz rouca como se este poema fosse uma história que ele conta a alguém enquanto fuma um cigarro na esplanada de um café.

I've been thinking about you
So how can you sleep

cara-de-sonsa listens to Radiohead: Thinking about you

cara-de-sonsa listens to Cat Power: Sea of Love

Tenho sonhos todas as noites. Acordo várias vezes durante a noite. Acordo sempre antes do despertador tocar. Sinto-me ansiosa, mas não sei porquê. Ando irritada. Ando preocupada. Ando cansada. Sinto-me desconfortável comigo. A minha cabeça não para nem quando preciso de dormir. Parece que estou a observar tudo á distância, mas a revolução é cá dentro.

cara-de-sonsa listens to Adele: Make you feel my love

Sometimes my mind don't shake and shift
But most of the time, it does
And I get to the place where I'm begging for a lift
Or I'll drown in the wonders and the was
And I'll be your girl, if you say it's a gift
And you give me some more of your drugs
Yeah, I'll be your pet, if you just tell me it's a gift
'cause I'm tired of whys, choking on whys,
Just need a little because, because

cara-de-sonsa listens to Fiona Apple: Fast as you can

Hoje apetecia-me passar a noite sentada na varanda, sozinha e a fumar.

cara-de-sonsa listens to Bjork: All Neon Like

A minha mãe nasceu a uma sexta-feira 13 e hoje sexta-feira 13 faz 50 anos.

cara-de-sonsa listens to Pink Martini: Everywhere

cara-de-sonsa listens to Vicky Cristina Barcelona OST

cara-de-sonsa listens to Kaiser Chiefs

Hoje fui trabalhar. Pelos vistos vou sempre trabalhar. Quando cheguei ao Oriente fiquei a espera da Filipa, para irmos juntas para o trabalho, como faço todas as manhãs.
Enquanto estava a espera uma miúda com ar de betinha com dinheiro, bem vestida e cheia de piercings, veio ter comigo e com ar de choro perguntou-me se eu não tinha 1 Euro para ela poder voltar para Évora. Claro, que eu boazinha olhei nos olhos da miúda acreditei e dei-lhe logo 1 Euro.
Depois quando a Filipa chegou contei-lhe tudo e ainda lhe disse que tava a pensar ir a procura da miúda para perguntar quanto dinheiro é que lhe faltava e dava-lhe o resto. Quando chegamos a estação ainda andava por lá a miúda com um gajo sempre atrás dela. Assim que a miúda me viu foi-se esconder.
Depois a Filipa gozou comigo o resto do dia por ser tão estúpida, o Francisco gozou comigo e a Tânia esboçou um sorriso.
Fiquei-me a sentir um bocadinho mal por acreditar sempre nas pessoas.

cara-de-sonsa listens to Camané: Não posso

I won't be the one to disappoint you anymore,
I know, I've said all this and that you've heard it all before,
The trick is getting you to think that all this was your idea.
And that this was everything you've ever wanted out of here,

Love's not a competition but I'm winning.

I'm not sure what's truly altruistic anymore,
When every good thing that I do is listed and you're keeping score,

Love's not a competition but I'm winning
Love's not a competition but I'm winning

At least I thought I was but there's no way of knowing,
At least I thought I was but there's no way of knowing,
You know what it's like when you're new to the game but I'm not.

I won't be the one to disappoint you,
I won't be the one to disappoint you anymore

cara-de-sonsa listens to Kaiser Chiefs: Love Is Not A Competition(But I'm Winning)

Think happy thoughts!

cara-de-sonsa listens to Santogold: Lights out

cara-de-sonsa listens to Amy Winehouse: Stronger than me