sexta-feira, 30 de janeiro de 2009

Ortografa! Reforma ortografica num clique.

http://ramonpage.com/ortografa/
Nestes tempos de mudanças ortográficas, sempre temos dúvidas.
Para quem quer uma resposta rápida, uma ótima dica é este site em que você digita a frase e ele responde com as novas regras em vigor:

segunda-feira, 12 de janeiro de 2009

Sisters of Mercy: More.




Em junho eles estarão em SP

MORE

Some people get by
with a little understanding
some people get by
with a whole lot more
I don't know
why you gotta be so undemanding
one thing I know
I want more
I want more

(and I need all the love that I can't get to)
(and I need all the love I can get)
(and I need all the love that I can't get to)

D'you get scared to feel so much?
to let somebody touch you?
so hot, so cold, so far so out of control
hard to come by, and harder to hold

Some people get by
with a little understanding
some people get by
with a whole lot more
I don't know
why you gotta be so undemanding
I want more
(and I need all the love I can get)
(and I need all the love that I can't get to)
(and I need all the love I can get)
(and I need all the love that I can't get to)

There are parts of me that don't get nervous
not the parts that shake
you won't get what you deserve
you are what you take
learning to cry for fun and profit
I'm not done yet
counterfeit dollars or the English zloty
anything I can get

Some people get by
with a little understanding
some people get by
with a whole lot more
I don't know
why you gotta be so undemanding
one thing I know
I want more

(and I need all the love I can get)
(and I need all the love that I can't get to)
(and I need all the love I can get)
(and I need all the love that I can't get to)

All the love that you can get
all the love
that I can't get to

quarta-feira, 7 de janeiro de 2009

Echo & The Bunnymen: The Game




The Game

A sense of duty
Was my one intention
And an ugly beauty
Was my own invention
Pride a proud refusal
And i refuse
To need your approval
Too many seekers
Too few beacons
But through the fog
We'll keep on beaming

Through the crying hours
Of your glitter years
All the living out
Of your tinsel tears
And the midnight trains
I never made
'cos i'd already
Played...the game

Everybody's
Got their own good reason
Why their favorite season
Is their favorite season
Winter winners
And those summers sons
Aren't good for everyone
Aren't good for everyone
Spring has sprung
And autumns well done
So well done

And it's a better thing
That we do now
Forgetting everything
The whys and hows
While you reminisce
About the things you miss
You won't be ready
To kiss...goodbye

The earth is a world
The world is a ball
A ball in a game
With no rules at all
And just as i wonder
At the beauty of it all
You go and drop it
And it breaks and falls

I'll never understand
Why you thought i would
Need to be reassured
And be understood
When i always knew
That your bad's my good
And i was ready
Ready...to be loved

Born under mars
With jupiter rising
Fallen from stars
That lit my horizon

I'll never understand
Why you thought i would
Need to be reassured
And be understood
When i always knew
That your bad's my good
And i was ready
Ready...to be

Through the crying hours
Of your glitter years
All the living out
Of your tinsel tears
And the midnight trains
I never made
'cos i'd already
Played

It's a better thing
That we do now
Forgetting everything
The whys and hows
While you reminisce
About the things you miss
You won't be ready
To kiss...goodbye