Hugo Gameiro – Archive

Author: Hugo Gameiro

  • Would you love me for my money

    I never felt magic crazy as this
    I never saw moons knew the meaning of the sea
    I never held emotion in the palm of my hand
    Or felt sweet breezes in the top of a tree
    But now you’re here
    Brighten my northern sky.

    I’ve been a long time that I’m waiting
    Been a long that I’m blown
    I’ve been a long time that I’ve wandered
    Through the people I have known
    Oh, if you would and you could
    Straighten my new mind’s eye.

    Would you love me for my money
    Would you love me for my head
    Would you love me through the winter
    Would you love me ’til I’m dead
    Oh, if you would and you could
    Come blow your horn on high.

    I never felt magic crazy as this
    I never saw moons knew the meaning of the sea
    I never held emotion in the palm of my hand
    Or felt sweet breezes in the top of a tree
    But now you’re here
    Brighten my northern sky.

    Nick Drake – Northern Sky

  • Plof

    Fez plof e sumiu-se. Há onomatopeias providenciais. Imagine-se que tinhamos de descrever o processo de sumição do sujeito com todos os pormenores. Seriam precisas, pelo menos, dez páginas. Plof.

    José Saramago, “A viagem do Elefante”

  • Márcia – Vem

    Não fujas de mim
    Que eu cá não faço mal

    Tenho este olhar assim
    Que me diz que um beijo pode ser fatal

    Eu não sei se o nosso eu
    Prefiro achar que não

    Não me interessa a solução
    De estar longe… Tu e eu

    O pai disse-me um dia em pleno bate papo
    Que o dom desta família é virar príncipes em sapos
    Tu queres ser um também

    Dizia a minha mãe que o melhor da melodia
    É virar o disco e vem logo uma nova companhia
    Mas eu não quero assim.

    Vem para mim…

  • Did You See Him Cry – Pavlov’s Dog

    How many times has he waited here
    Beneath the boughs of angel hair
    Woolen coat pulled tight against the wind
    That whipped and chaffed his face
    And left him that much more apart
    From his old dreams that new lovers
    Cannot own or hope to ever know
    What’s behind an old man’s lonely eyes

    When he’s alone and the sun is high
    Children laugh and he’d like to hide
    Days like these seem to hang on
    For so long
    They seem to drag him down
    And leave him that much more apart
    And he wishes someone would invite him home
    To pass the time
    Or maybe find some time
    Or maybe

    Did you see him cry

    Did you ever watch him pace
    And all the ways he tries to hide his face
    Misplaced in a world not like his own
    And did you ever stop to speak
    Or hear him try to tell about
    How she and he were lovers
    Just like you
    And they were just like you

  • This Is The Sea – The Waterboys

    These things you keep
    you better throw them away
    you want to turn your back
    on your souless days
    once you were tethered
    now you are free
    once you were tethered
    now you are free
    that was the river
    this is the sea

    now if you are feeling weary
    if you’ve been alone too long
    or maybe you been suffering from
    a few too many plans that have gone wrong
    and you’re tryin’ to remember
    how fine your life used to be
    running around banging your drum
    like it’s ninteeen seventy three
    well that was the river
    this is the sea

    now you say you got trouble
    you say you got pain
    you say you got nothin’ left to believe in
    nothin’ to hold on to
    nothin’ to trust
    nothin’ but chains
    you’ve been scouring your conscience
    raking through your memory
    scouring your conscience
    raking through your memory
    that was the river
    this is the sea

    now i can see you’re waverin’
    as you try to decide
    you’ve got a war in your head
    and it’s tearing you up inside
    you’re tryin’ to make sense
    of something that you just don’t see
    tryin’ to make sense now
    and you know that you once held the key
    but that was the river
    and this is the sea

    now here is a train
    it’s comin’ on down the line
    you realise if you hurry
    you got still enough time
    and you don’t need no tiket
    and you dont pay no fee
    and you don’t need no ticket
    and you dont pay no fee
    because that was the river
    and this is the sea
    that was the river
    this is the sea
    that was the river
    this is the sea
    the river, the river, the river, the river
    the river, the river, the river
    and this is the sea

    sea mmmmmm sea
    Behold The Sea