Marteladas...

Hoje, meu Ipod morreu. Tentei várias vezes reanimá-lo e nada adiantava. Estava com ele desde 2007, era meu grande companheiro nos aviões, rodoviárias, academias da vida. Como tudo, teve um fim. Um fim trágico, triste, agressivo. Como não funcionava de jeito nenhum, peguei um martelo e acabei com ele de vez.
Essas marteladas agressivas, foram também marteladas simbólicas. Acabei de vez com um mal que assolava a minha vida desde 2006 e que ainda tentava se fazer presente.
Meu ódio e raiva ainda estão dentro de mim, mas tenho certeza de que irão passar. Assim como eu espero que todas as recordações, da menor até a maior possível, desapareçam de vez da minha mente.
Ah, se arrependimento matasse...

Rolling In The Deep - Adele

There's a fire starting in my heart

Reaching a fever pitch and it's bringing me out the dark

Finally, I can see you crystal clear

Go head and sell me out and I'll lay your ship bare

See how I'll leave with every piece of you

Don't underestimate the things that I will do

There's a fire starting in my heart

Reaching a fever pitch and its bringing me out the dark

The scars of your love remind me of us

They keep me thinking that we almost had it all

The scars of your love, they leave me breathless

I can't help feeling

We could have had it all

(You're gonna wish you never had met me)

Rolling in the deep

(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)

You had my heart inside of your hand

(You're gonna wish you never had met me)

And you played it to the beat

(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)

Baby, I have no story to be told

But I've heard one of you and I'm gonna make your head burn

Think of me in the depths of your despair

Making a home down there, as mine sure won't be shared

(You're gonna wish you never had met me)

The scars of your love remind me of us

(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)

They keep me thinking that we almost had it all

(You're gonna wish you never had met me)

The scars of your love, they leave me breathless

(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)

I can't help feeling

We could have had it all

(You're gonna wish you never had met me)

Rolling in the deep

(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)

You had my heart inside of your hand

(You're gonna wish you never had met me)

And you played it to the beat

(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)

Could have had it all

Rolling in the deep

You had my heart inside of your hand

But you played it with a beating

Throw your soul through every open door

Count your blessings to find what you look for

Turn my sorrow into treasured gold

You pay me back in kind and reap just what you sow

(You're gonna wish you never had met me)

We could have had it all

(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)

We could have had it all

(You're gonna wish you never had met me)

It all, it all, it all

(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)

We could have had it all

(You're gonna wish you never had met me)

Rolling in the deep

(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)

You had my heart inside of your hand

(You're gonna wish you never had met me)

And you played it to the beat

(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)

Could have had it all

(You're gonna wish you never had met me)

Rolling in the deep

(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)

You had my heart inside of your hand

But you played it

You played it

You played it

You played it to the beat

 

 

Amor

O amor é uma mistura de deslumbre e estranhamento. Se faltar qualquer um dos dois, desanda.

Perda

É melhor ter amado e perdido do que nunca ter perdido nada.
Samuel Butler

Viva São Francisco de Assis

São Francisco - Vinícius de Moraes

Lá vai São Francisco
Pelo caminho
De pé descalço
Tão pobrezinho
Dormindo à noite
Junto ao moinho
Bebendo a água
Do ribeirinho.

Lá vai São Francisco
De pé no chão
Levando nada
No seu surrão
Dizendo ao vento
Bom-dia, amigo
Dizendo ao fogo
Saúde, irmão.

Lá vai São Francisco
Pelo caminho
Levando ao colo
Jesuscristinho
Fazendo festa
No menininho
Contando histórias
Pros passarinhos.