30 abril 2013

Can I bury a passion? Of course…




Can I bury a passion? Of course…

His doll has a broken leg
And in days of sorrow
Our atmosphere is bigger
The clouds are screaming in love with the earth
My dark desires are so cold
I know…Isn’t the end
For the reveries within my soul
I’ll give you more regrets
I’ll not set you free
On the fields of eternal solitude
The bugs are inside my mouth
And in my eyes
A crystal teardrop is falling
I called so much for you
To leave the day
And hold me in your arms
I gave you more I should
Now…Who will stop the shivers at night?
I plant flowers in my grave
To forget that the time doesn’t pass
I’m going to cut you down
I’m going to abandon you in your tower
Am I in love? God, no! I must die before…

Tiago Quingosta

Painting from the great Kevin Llewellyn

16 abril 2013

Love, little ugly love




Amor, feinho amor

Eu quero um amor feinho
Que venha bem de mansinho
E que goste de abraçar

Eu quero um amor feinho
Que não seja mesquinho
Que não precise que eu ensine como me tratar

Eu quero um amor feinho
Que também seja burrinho
Só assim ninguém irá lhe cobiçar

Eu quero um amor feinho
Que seja bem calminho
Senão os dois vão se estressar!