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Lágrimas ocultas

Se me ponho a cismar em outras eras
Em que ri e cantei, em que era querida,
Parece-me que foi noutras esferas,
Parece-me que foi numa outra vida ...

E a minha triste boca dolorida,
Que dantes tinha o rir das primaveras,
Esbate as linhas graves e severas
E cai num abandono de esquecida!

E fico, pensativa, olhando o vago ...
Toma a brandura plácida dum lago
O meu rosto de monja de marfim ...

E as lágrimas que choro, branca e calma,
Ninguém as vê brotar dentro da alma!
Ninguém as vê cair dentro de mim!

Florbela Espanca, in "Livro de Mágoas"

Até que ia um copito

Hoje 'stou triste, 'stou triste (dedicado ao ridículo do dia de hj)

Hoje 'stou triste, 'stou triste.
'Starei alegre amanhã...
O que se sente consiste
Sempre em qualquer coisa vã.

Ou chuva, ou sol, ou preguiça...
Tudo influi, tudo transforma...
A alma não tem justiça,
A sensação não tem forma.

Uma verdade por dia...
Um mundo por sensação...
'Stou triste. A tarde está fria.
Amanhã, sol e razão.

de Fernando Pessoa

Esta é a minha cara quando estou a fazer gráficos...

On Human Life

Everything we think is but a trifle,
Everything we do is but a trifle.
In this world there's no dependable thing,
In vain man cares here about anything.
Esteem, beauty, power, money, greatness,
All this will pass away like the field grass.
We and our arrangements will be laughed at,
And, treated like puppets, tossed in a sack.

De Jan Kochanowski
Translated by Michael J. Mikoś

Don't Cry

Don't Cry (alt)

If we could see tomorrow
What of your plans
No one can live in sorrow
Ask all your friends
Times that you took in stride
They're back in demand
I was the one who's washing
Blood off your hands


Don't you cry tonight
I still love you baby
Don't you cry tonight
Don't you cry tonight
There's a heaven above you baby
And don't you cry tonight


I know the things you wanted
They're not what you have
With all the people talkin' it's drivin' you mad
If I was standin' by you how would you feel
Knowing your love's decided
And all love is real


An don't you cry tonight
Don't you cry tonight
Don't you cry tonight
There's a heaven above you baby
And don't you cry tonight


I thought I could live in your world
As years all went by
With all the voices I've heard
Something has died
And when you're in need of someone
My heart won't deny you
So many seem so lonely
With no one left to cry to baby


An don't you cry tonight
An don't you cry tonight
An don't you cry tonight
There's a heaven above you baby
And don't you cry
Don't you ever cry
Don't you cry tonight
Baby maybe someday
Don't you cry
Don't you ever cry
Don't you cry
Tonight

de Axel Rose e Izzy Stradlin

The way I see myself

Wild Child

All right

Wild child full of grace
Savior of the human race
Your cool face

Natural child, terrible child
Not your mother's or your father's child
Your our child, screamin' wild

An ancient lunitic reigns
In the trees of the night
Ha, ha, ha, ha

With hunger at her heels
Freedom in her eyes
She dances on her knees
Pirate prince at her side
Stirrin' into The hollow idols eyes

Wild child full of grace
Savior of the human race
Your cool face
Your cool face
Your cool face

Do you remember when we were in Africa?

The Doors

Me and Marta

Monkey Business ... só por causa da foto que segue!

Outside my window there´s a
Whole lot of trouble comin´
The cartoon killers and the
Rag cover clones
Stack heels kickin´ rhythm
Of social circumcision
Can´t close the closet on
Shoe box full of bones

Kangaroo lady with her bourbon
in a pouch
Can´t afford the rental on
a bamboo couch
Collecting back her favors ´cause her
well is running dry
I know her act is terminal,
But she ain´t gonna die

Slim intoxicado drinkin´ dime
store hooch
Is always in a circle with his
part-time pooch
Little creepy´s playing dollies in the
New York rain
Thinkin´ Bowie´s just a knife
Ooh the pain

I ain´t seen the sun since I don´t
know when
The freaks come out at nine
And it´s twenty to ten
What´s this funk
That you call junk
To me it´s just monkey business

Blind man in the vox that will
probably die
The village kids laugh as they walk by
A psycho is on the edge of this human
garbage dump
And the vultures in the sewers
are telling
Him to jump

Into the fire from the frying pan
Tripping on his tounge
For a cool place to stand
Where´s this shade
That you´ve got it made
To me it´s just monkey business

Monkey business
Slippin´ on the track
Monkey business
Jungle in black
Ain´t your business if I got
No monkey on my back

Monkey business
Slippin´ on the track
Monkey business
Jungle in black
Ain´t your business
If I got
Monkey´s on my back

The vaseline gypsies and silicone souls
Dressed to the society
Hypocrite heartbeat and cheap alibis
Can´t get you by that monkey

Skid Row

Hunters of the Night ... LOL

Night of the Hunter

(La nuit du chasseur)

I was born of the womb of a poisonous man
Beaten and broken and chased from the land
But I rise up above it, high up above it and see
I was hung from a tree made of tongues of the weak
The branches, the bones of the liars and thieves
Rise up above it, high up above and see

Pray to your god, open your heart
Whatever you do, don't be afraid of the dark
Cover your eyes, the devil's inside
One night of the hunter
One day I will get revenge
One night to remember
One day it'll all just end

(Un, deux, trois, cinq)
Blessed by a bitch from a bastard seed
Pleasure to meet you but better to bleed
Rise, I will rise, I will rise
Skinned her alive, ripped her apart
Scattered her ashes, buried her heart
Rise up above it, high up above and see

Pray to your god, open your heart
Whatever you do, don't be afraid of the dark
Cover your eyes, the devil's inside
One night of the hunter
One day I will get revenge
One night to remember
One day it'll all just end

Honest to God I'll break your heart
Tear you to pieces and rip you apart
Honest to God I'll break your heart
Tear you to pieces and rip you apart
Honest to God I'll break your heart
Tear you to pieces and rip you apart
Honest to God I'll break your heart
Tear you to pieces and rip you apart

One night of the hunter
One day I will get revenge
One night to remember
One day it'll all just end

30 Seconds to Mars

Divine

Buddha for Mary

A simple fear to wash you away
An open mind canceled it today
A silent song that's in your words
A different taste that's in your mind

This is the life on mars

Mary was a different girl
Had a thing for astronauts
Mary was the type of girl
She always liked to fall apart
Mary was a holy girl
Finally wet her appetite
Mary was the type of girl
She always liked to fall apart

Tell me did you see her face
Tell me did you smell her taste
Tell me what’s the difference
Don’t they all just look the same inside?
See her face, smell her taste
What’s the difference?
Don’t they all just look the same inside?

Mary was an acrobat
But still she couldn’t seem to breathe
Mary was becoming everything she didn’t want to be
Mary would hallucinate
And see the sky upon the wall
Mary was the type of girl
She always liked to fly

Tell me did you see her face
Tell me did you smell her taste
Tell me what’s the difference
Don’t they all just look the same inside?
See her face, smell her taste
What’s the difference?
Don’t they all just look the same inside?

This is the life on mars

He said, "Can you here me, are you sleeping"
She said, "Will you rape me now?"
He said, "Leave the politics to mad men"
She said, "I believe your lies"
He said, "There’s a paradise beneath me"
She said, "Am I supposed to bleed?"
He said, "You better pray to Jesus"
She said, "I don’t believe in god"

Mary was a different girl
Had a thing for astronauts
Mary was the type of girl
She always liked to play god
Mary was a holy girl
Finally wet her appetite
Mary was the type of girl
She always liked to fall apart

Tell me did you see her face
Tell me did you smell her taste
Tell me what’s the difference
Don’t they all just look the same inside?
See her face, smell her taste
What’s the difference?
Don’t they all just look the same inside?

A simple fear to wash you away
An open mind cancelled it today

30 Seconds to Mars

The Garden

The Garden

You know you're all alone
Your friends they aren't at home
Everybody's gone to the garden
As you look into the trees
You can look but you don't see
The flowers seem to tease you at the garden
Everybody's there, but you don't seem to care
What's it with you man, and this garden

Turned into my worst phobia,
A crazy man's utopia
If you're lost no one can show ya,
But it sure was glad to know ya
Only poor boys take a chance,
On the garden's song and dance,
Feel her flowers as they wrap around,
But only smart boys do without

You can find it all inside
No need to wrestle with your pride
No you ain't losin' your mind
You're just in the garden
They can lead you to yourself
Or you can throw it on the shelf
But you know you can look inside
For the garden

I wasn't really scared
Lost my virginity there,
To a gypsy with blond hair
But now no one seems to care
Like a mouse inside a maze
Wandering round 4 daze
With a smile upon my face,
I never wanna leave this place
Only poor boys take a chance,
On the garden's song and dance,
Feel her flowers as they wrap around,
But only smart boys do without
Turned into my worst phobia,
A crazy man's utopia
If you're lost no one can show ya,
But it sure was glad to know ya
Bye bye
So long, bye bye
It's glad to know ya
Bye bye
Bye bye
Aw...so long

Guns n' Roses

Holland's countryside

A Lament

O well for him who lives at ease
With garnered gold in wide domain,
Nor heeds the splashing of the rain,
The crashing down of forest trees. -
O well for him who ne'er hath known
The travail of the hungry years,
A father grey with grief and tears,
A mother weeping all alone. -
But well for him whose feet hath trod
The weary road of toil and strife,
Yet from the sorrows of his life
Builds ladders to be nearer God.

De Oscar Wilde

Um ano atrás em Lagos

Going Overboard

You could be wrong
You could be right
The fire´s strong
It deserves the fight
It doesn't matter to me
How deep can you see
In your world I wear a crown
Just a tear so I can drown

Man overboard
Pick up all your felling, take them back to shore
Man overboard
Strip of all your concepts and leave them at the door

You can fall down
You can invert the tide
This heart is yours to drown
I hope you choke in your own pride
Yo no lo quiero saber
Que tu puedes hacer
Solo te quiero mirar
En el momento que as quedar

Man overboard
Pick up all your felling, take them back to shore
Man overboard
Strip of all your concepts and leave them at the door

De Civic

Num bairro em Lisboa

Lisboa

Do teu ombro vejo o mundo
É Lisboa em todo o lado
Soltam os cães atrás de mim
Amanhã de madrugada
Usa a roupa que escolhi
Como adorno não um fardo
Levo o peito cheio de ti
Deixo o resto à tua guarda

de Men Eater

Girls having fun

Girls just wanna have fun ... Now

I come home in the morning light
My mother says when you gonna live your life right
Oh mother dear we're not the fortunate ones
And girls they want to have fun
Oh girls just want to have fun

The phone rings in the middle of the night
My father yells what you gonna do with your life
Oh daddy dear you know you're still number one
But girls they want to have fun
Oh girls just want to have--

That's all they really want
Some fun
When the working day is done
Girls-- they want to have fun
Oh girls just want to have fun

Some boys take a beautiful girl
And hide her away from the rest of the world
I want to be the one to walk in the sun
Oh girls they want to have fun
Oh girls just want to have

That's all they really want
Some fun
When the working day is done
Girls--they want to have fun
Oh girls just want to have fun,
They want to have fun,
They want to have fun...

De Cyndi Lauper

Não é wisky, é SAKE!!!!!

Alabama Song

Well, show me the way
To the next whisky bar
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why

Show me the way
To the next whisky bar
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why

For if we don't find
The next whisky bar
I tell you we must die
I tell you we must die
I tell you, I tell you
I tell you we must die

Oh, moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have whisky, oh, you know why

Oh, moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have whisky, oh, you know why

Well, show me the way
To the next little girl
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why

Show me the way
To the next little girl
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why

For if we don't find
The next little girl
I tell you we must die
I tell you we must die
I tell you, I tell you
I tell you we must die

Oh, moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have whisky, oh, you know why

The Doors

Disparates

The Northern

he comes, he comes
judge so severe
seven trumpets speak
oh, they speak him near

he comes, he comes
judge so severe
seven trumpets speak
oh, they speak him near

he comes, he comes
judge so severe
seven trumpets speak
speak the sound of fear

he comes, he comes
judge so severe
seven trumpets speak
speak the sound of fear

oh mother, you oughta be there
i'm gonna go to heaven when i die
(i want to go to heaven)
roll jordan, roll jordan
oh father, you oughta be there
i'm gonna go to heaven when i die
(i want to go to heaven)
roll jordan, roll jordan

he comes, he comes
judge so severe
seven trumpets speak
oh, they speak him near
hallelujah, we'll praise the lord
hallelujah, hallelujah

he comes, he comes
the judge so severe
you know the seven trumpets speak
well, they speak him near
hallelujah, we'll praise the lord
hallelujah
hallelujah, we'll praise the lord
hallelujah


oh mother, you oughta be there
i'm gonna go to heaven when i die
(i want to go to heaven)
roll jordan, roll jordan
oh father, you oughta be there
i'm gonna go to heaven when i die
(i want to go to heaven)
roll jordan, roll jordan
oh sister, you oughta be there
i'm gonna go to heaven when i die
(i want to go to heaven)
roll jordan, roll jordan
oh brother, my sweet brother
i'm gonna go to heaven when i die
(i want to go to heaven)

Alexisonfire

Garden ...

The Garden

You know you're all alone
Your friends they aren't at home
Everybody's gone to the garden
As you look into the trees
You can look but you don't see
The flowers seem to tease you at the garden
Everybody's there, but you don't seem to care
What's it with you man, and this garden


Turned into my worst phobia,
A crazy man's utopia
If you're lost no one can show ya,
But it sure was glad to know ya
Only poor boys take a chance,
On the garden's song and dance,
Feel her flowers as they wrap around,
But only smart boys do without


You can find it all inside
No need to wrestle with your pride
No you ain't losin' your mind
You're just in the garden
They can lead you to yourself
Or you can throw it on the shelf
But you know you can look inside
For the garden


I wasn't really scared
Lost my virginity there,
To a gypsy with blond hair
But now no one seems to care
Like a mouse inside a maze
Wandering round 4 daze
With a smile upon my face,
I never wanna leave this place
Only poor boys take a chance,
On the garden's song and dance,
Feel her flowers as they wrap around,
But only smart boys do without
Turned into my worst phobia,
A crazy man's utopia
If you're lost no one can show ya,
But it sure was glad to know ya
Bye bye
So long, bye bye
It's glad to know ya
Bye bye
Bye bye
Aw...so long

Guns n' Roses

Almost Erased

Erased

I don't owe anything
I don't owe anyone
shoot pride for all its worth
I don't belong

in a situation now
that i could not repair
I assert myself to sleep
show others that i've cared
how cold is this poor life
lay ashes at my grave

if it takes me away from you
a subtle gesture

I don't know anyone (cherish my religion)
I don't know anyone (faith is only fiction)
I don't know anyone (cherish my religion)
I don't know anyone (faith is only fiction)

this is erased i promise not a trace
this is erased i promise no delay not a trace

Paradise Lost

Lembrei-me das minhas aulas sobre os Lusíadas e ...

At Verona

How steep the stairs within King's houses are
For exile-wearied feet as mine to tread,
And O how salt and bitter is the bread
Which falls from this Hound's table, - better far
That I had died in the red ways of war,
Or that the gate of Florence bare my head,
Than to live thus, by all things comraded
Which seek the essence of my soul to mar.

'Curse God and die: what better hope than this?
He hath forgotten thee in all the bliss
Of his gold city, and eternal day' -
Nay peace: behind my prison's blinded bars
I do possess what none can take away,
My love and all the glory of the stars.

De Oscar Wilde

Rindo sozinha ,,,

Desperdício

Solidão, não te mereço, pois que te consumo em vão. Sabendo-te embora o preço, calco teu ouro no chão.

De Carlos Drummond de Andrade, in "Viola de Bolso'"

Amizade

Back Door Man

Wha, yeah!
C'mon, yeah
Yeah, c'mon, yeah
Oh, yeah, ma

Yeah, I'm a back door man
I'm a back door man
The men don't know
But the little girl understand

Hey, all you people that
tryin' to sleep
I'm out to make it with my
midnight dream, yeah

'Cause I'm a back door man
The men don't know
But the little girls understand
All right, yeah

You men eat your dinner
Eat your pork and beans
I eat more chicken
Than any man ever seen, yeah, yeah

I'm a back door man, wha
The men don't know
But the little girl understand

Well, I'm a back door man
I'm a back door man
Whoa, baby, I'm a back door man
The men don't know
But the little girls understand

The Doors

Talvez a melhor foto de sempre

Uma música com o meu nome: Eva

6:30 winter morn
Snow keeps falling, silent dawn
A rose by any other name
Eva leaves her Swanbrook home
A kindest heart which always made
Me ashamed of my own
She walks alone but not without her name

Eva flies away
Dreams the world far away
In this cruel children's game
There's no friend to call her name
Eva sails away
Dreams the world far away
The Good in her will be my sunflower field

Mocked by man to depths of shame
Little girl with life ahead
For a memory of one kind word
She would stay among the beasts
Time for one more daring dream
Before her escape, edenbeam
We kill with her own loving heart

Eva flies away
Dreams the world far away
In this cruel children's game
There's no friend to call her name
Eva sails away
Dreams the world far away
The Good in her will be my sunflower field

Nightwish

O meu gozo mais demente ...

Ordena que te ame

Entrei no teu jogo, Como um Louco
Fui ingenuo e tu tão fatal

Joguei-me todo e foi tão pouco
O amor é o teu instinto mais cruel

Enquanto te sigo melhor me faço o teu troféu

Entrei no teu jogo como um louco
Eu sou o teu escravo mais leal

Ordena que te ame
E odeia quando falho
mas usa, abusa de mim
e eu serei feliz até ao fim

Marquei as unhas no corpo,
tornei-me um bicho irreal.

Infectei o lugar onde me punhas,
O amor é este monstro final

Gostas do teu trofeu erguido neste inferno.

Marquei o corpo com as unhas,
Pus-me louco tão original

Ordena que te ame,
E odeia quando falho,
mas usa, abusa de mim e eu serei feliz,
até ao fim.

Ordena que te queira,
E odeia quando paro,
Leva-me, arrasta o meu corpo,
Desfeito em pó.

Ordena que te ame,
E odeia quando falho,
mas usa e abusa de mim e eu serei feliz,
até ao fim

Ordeno que me odeies
Olho porque sofras
Do que uso e abuso é sempre assim
Morrerá por mim
Ordeno que me odeies
Amo que tu sofras
Do que uso e abuso é sempre assim
Morrerá por mim

Mundo Cão

Os meus meninos!

Moonlight

Let's swim to the moon, uh huh
Let's climb through the tide
Penetrate the evenin' that the
City sleeps to hide
Let's swim out tonight, love
It's our turn to die
Parked beside the ocean
On our moonlight drive

Let's swim to the moon, uh huh
Let's climb through the tide
Surrender to the waiting worlds
That lap against our side

Nothin' left open
And no time to decide
We've stepped into a river
On our moonlight drive

Let's swim to the moon
Let's climb through the tide
You reach your hand to hold me
But I can't be your guide

Easy, I love you
As I watch you glide
Falling through wet forests
On our moonlight drive, baby
Moonlight drive

Come on, baby, gonna take a little ride
Down, down by the ocean side
Gonna get real close
Get real tight
Baby gonna drown tonight
Goin' down, down, down

The Doors

Jantar em Budapeste

Heroin

I don't know just where I'm going
But I'm goin' to try for the kingdom if I can
'Cause it makes me feel like I'm a man
When I put a spike into my vein
Then I tell you things aren't quite the same

When I'm rushing on my run
And I feel just like Jesus' son
And I guess I just don't know
And I guess that I just don't know

I have made big decision
I'm goin' to try to nullify my life
'Cause when the blood begins to flow
When it shoots up the dropper's neck
When I'm closing in on death

You can't help me not you guys
All you sweet girls with all your sweet talk
You can all go take a walk
And I guess I just don't know
And I guess I just don't know

I wish that I was born a thousand years ago
I wish that I'd sailed the darkened seas
On a great big clipper ship
Going from this land here to that
I put on a sailor's suit and cap

Away from the big city
Where a man cannot be free
Of all the evils in this town
And of himself and those around
Oh, and I guess I just don't know
Oh, and I guess I just don't know

Heroin, be the death of me
Heroin, it's my wife and it's my life
Because a mainer to my vein
Leads to a center in my head
And then I'm better off than dead

When the smack begins to flow
Then I really don't care anymore
About all the Jim-Jims in this town
And everybody putting everybody else down
And all of the politicians makin' crazy sounds
All the dead bodies piled up in mounds, yeah

Wow, that heroin is in my blood
And the blood is in my head
Yeah, thank God that I'm good as dead
Ooohhh, thank your God that I'm not aware
And thank God that I just don't care
And I guess I just don't know
And I guess I just don't know

Lou Reed/The Velvet Underground

À procura da Floresta Mágica em

Bleed it Out

Yeah, here we go for the hundredth time
Hand grenade pins in every line
Throw 'em up and let something shine
Going out of my fucking mind

Filthy mouth, no excuse
Find a new place to hang this noose
String me up from atop these roofs
Knot it tight so I won't get lose

Truth is you can stop and stare
Bled myself out and no one cares
Dug the trench out, lay down there
With a shovel up out of reach somewhere

Yeah, someone pour it in
Make it a dirt dance floor again
Say your prayers and stomp it out
When they bring that chorus in

I bleed it out digging deeper
Just to throw it away
I bleed it out digging deeper
Just to throw it away
I bleed it out digging deeper
Just to throw it away

Just to throw it away
Just to throw it away
I bleed it out

Go, stop the show
Choppy words and a sloppy flow
Shotgun, opera, lock and load
Cock it back and then watch it go

Mama help me I've been cursed
Death is rolling in every verse
Candy paint on his brand new hearse
Can't contain him, I knows he works

Fuck, this hurts
But I won't lie
Doesn't matter how hard I try
Half the words don't mean a thing
And I know that I won't be satisfied

So why try ignoring him
Make it a dirt dance floor again
Say your prayers and stomp it out
When they bring that chorus in

I bleed it out digging deeper
Just to throw it away
I bleed it out digging deeper
Just to throw it away
I bleed it out digging deeper
Just to throw it away

Just to throw it away
Just to throw it away
I bleed it out

I've opened up these scars
I'll make you face this
I pulled myself so far
I'll make you, face, this, now!

I bleed it out digging deeper
Just to throw it away
I bleed it out digging deeper
Just to throw it away
I bleed it out digging deeper
Just to throw it away

Just to throw it away
Just to throw it away

I bleed it out digging deeper
Just to throw it away
I bleed it out digging deeper
Just to throw it away
I bleed it out digging deeper
Just to throw it away

Just to throw it away
Just to throw it away

I bleed it out
I bleed it out
I bleed it out

Likin Park

Me at Teresa's birthday

Severed Garden

Wow, I'm sick of doubt
Live in the light of certain
South
Cruel bindings.
The servants have the power
Dog-men and their mean women
Pulling poor blankets over
Our sailors

I'm sick of dour faces
Staring at me from the tv
Tower, I want roses in
My garden bower; dig?
Royal babies, rubies
Must now replace aborted
Strangers in the mud
These mutants, blood-meal
For the plant that's plowed.

They are waiting to take us into
The severed garden
Do you know how pale and wanton thrillful
Comes death on a strange hour
Unannounced, unplanned for
Like a scaring over-friendly guest you've
Brought to bed
Death makes angels of us all
And gives us wings
Where we had shoulders
Smooth as raven's
Claws

No more money, no more fancy dress
This other kingdom seems by far the best
Until it's other jaw reveals incest
And loose obedience to a vegetable law.

I will not go
Prefer a feast of friends
To the giant family.

Jim Morrison

Solta os cães atrás de mim, Levo o peito cheio de ti

Lisboa

«Do teu ombro vejo o mundo
É Lisboa em todo o lado
Soltam os cães atrás de mim
Amanhã de madrugada
Usa a roupa que escolhi
Como adorno não um fardo
Levo o peito cheio de ti
Deixo o resto à tua guarda»

de André Henriques
(Vocalista e Guitarrista dos Linda Martini)

Amigo

O beijo

Congresso de gaivotas neste céu
Como uma tampa azul cobrindo o Tejo.
Querela de aves, pios, escarcéu.
Ainda palpitante voa um beijo.

Donde teria vindo! (Não é meu...)
De algum quarto perdido no desejo?
De algum jovem amor que recebeu
Mandado de captura ou de despejo?

É uma ave estranha: colorida,
Vai batendo como a própria vida,
Um coração vermelho pelo ar.

E é a força sem fim de duas bocas,
De duas bocas que se juntam, loucas!
De inveja as gaivotas a gritar...

de Alexandre O'Neill, in "No Reino da Dinamarca"