Um Sofá no Chiado
Não sei se vos acontece isto que me ocorre.
O que me ocorre, venha de onde vier,é isto que me acontece.
Da mesma família
Do mesmo sangue
a camara escuraAmigos
a coluna vertebral quem és tu de novo do alto da penha escola de lavores ficções e fixações o insubmisso um bigo meu virtualmente irrealTinta Recente
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03 janeiro, 2007
A corda
Creatures kissing in the rain, Shapeless in the dark again. In the hanging garden, Please don't speak. In the hanging garden, No one sleeps. Casting haloes on the moon, Gives my hands the shapes of angels. In the heat of the night,The animals scream. In the heat of the night, Walking into a dream... Fall fall fall fall, Into the walls. Jump jump out of time. Fall fall fall fall, Out of the sky. Cover my face as the animals cry, In the hanging garden. Creatures kissing in the rain, Shapeless in the dark again. In a hanging garden , Change the past. In a hanging garden, Wearing furs and masks... Fall fall fall fall, Into the walls. Jump jump out of time, Fall fall fall fall. Out of the sky, Cover my face as the animals die. In the hanging garden, In the hanging garden.
(the hanging garden, the cure, 1982, Fiction Records)
José Pedro Frazão at 19:48
