segunda-feira, 27 de abril de 2015

Hoje viajo ao som de...


Lover Killer
 
Billet spied, bolt sped
Across the field, crows fled
I left and wounded
Left one dead
Billet spied, bolt sped
Across the field, crows fled
I left and wounded
Left one dead
Left one

Lover killer
At the wall in the mirror

Billet spied, bolt sped
Across the field, crows fled
I left and wounded
Left one dead
Billet spied, bolt sped
Across the field, crows fled
I left and wounded
Left one dead
Left one
Lover killer
At the wall in the mirror

On the one side I can dream my future, dream my future
On the other, I can feel my nature, feel my nature

Inside myself I have a moment to choose
To hold or to refuse,
To shoot or to let loose
The cawing crow the pulsing throat

Lover killer (lover killer)
At the wall in the mirror!

On the one side I can dream my future, dream my future
On the other, I can feel my nature, feel my nature
(x2)

I AM A LOVER AND A KILLER
LOVER/KILLER
LOVER/KILLER
I AM A LOVER AND A KILLER
LOVER/KILLER

sábado, 25 de abril de 2015

Doces Delírios


Doce o toque
De um deslizar de dedos
Abrindo caminhos,
Desvendando segredos.

Atento ao reagir da pele
Que se arrepia perante quente
De um beijo sedutor
Que nos faz ir adiante.

Delírios assolam a mente
Provocam vontades
Que se mostram sem receio
Num desfilar de palavras
Insanas, ardentes.

Dedos que se tornam prementes,
Beijos que se trocam molhados e quentes,
Línguas que percorrem recantos
Até agora inexistentes.

E os corpos,
Ansiosos de toque,
De desejo,
Apertam-se e entrelaçam-se,
Encaixam os sexos
Numa dança que descontrola,
Num vai-e-vem que assola,
Contorcem-se,
Vibram em espasmos,
Loucos e intensos,
De um
Inexplicável
Prazer.
 
 
25.Abr.2015

quinta-feira, 23 de abril de 2015

Hoje viajo ao som de...



It's rippin' me apart
In a dark room ,in cold sheets
I can't feel a damn thing
I lost myself between your legs
Your medicine is in my head

You know I'd better be alone
But then you pow me on the phone

Oh,the habits of my heart
I can't say no
It's rippin' me apart
You get too close
You make it hard to let you go

I tell myself I like that
When you tie my hands behind my back
You're confident
I give you that
But if you love yourself you can hit the sofa

Cause I'd rather be alone
But you ..to leave my room
Oh,the habits of my heart
I can't say no
It's rippin' me apart
You get too close
You make it hard to let you go

Oh,the habits of my heart
I can't say no
It's rippin' me apart
You get too close
You make it hard to let you go

I can't say no
It's rippin' me apart
You get too close
You make it hard to let you go

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