20060827
Hoje apetece-me dar de presente....
a coisa mais bonita que li nos últimos tempos!!!!
Uma tradução brilhante!!!!!
Linguagem extraordinária.... enfim, não chegam os adjectivos!!!!!!
Um senão: eu não quero aquele final!
Portanto, para mim tudo acaba no fim da penúltima página.
Editado em Portugal (C) Dom Quixote
Marcadores:
Leituras A Sombra do Vento
20060823
Esta Biblioteca...é minha!!!!!!!
Pois, cada um tem o que quer!
As mais das vezes, também, o que não quer!
Muitas vezes o que quer é o que não tem!!!!!!
Adiante...
Esta eu tenho.Viro-a, reviro-a, anoto-a, transporto-a, contemplo-a.
Está na minha mão, e, sempre que quero,enfio-me nela e só saio
...se quiser!!!!
(C) editado em Portugal pela Gótica
Marcadores:
Leituras A Biblioteca do Geógrafo
20060820
Outra coisa "velhinha"...que (re)achei !
dos Procul Harum!!!!
do vinil negro e rotativamente lento,
tanto quanto a vontade do momento...
A Whiter shade of pale
We skipped the light fandango and
turned cartwheels 'cross the floor.
I was feeling kind of seasick but
the crowd called out for more.
The room was humming harder
as the ceiling flew away
When we called out for another drink
the waiter brought a tray.
And so it was that later
as the miller told is tale,
That her face at first just ghostly
turned a whiter shade of pale.
She said :"There is no reason,
and the truth is plain to see".
But I wandered through my playing cards
and would not let her be
One of the sixteen vestal virgins
who were leaving for the coast
And although my eyes were open,
they might just as well been closed.
And so it was that later
as the miller told his tale,
that her face at first just ghostly
turned a whiter shade of pale...
Lyrics by K.Reid/G. Brooker
do vinil negro e rotativamente lento,
tanto quanto a vontade do momento...
A Whiter shade of pale
We skipped the light fandango and
turned cartwheels 'cross the floor.
I was feeling kind of seasick but
the crowd called out for more.
The room was humming harder
as the ceiling flew away
When we called out for another drink
the waiter brought a tray.
And so it was that later
as the miller told is tale,
That her face at first just ghostly
turned a whiter shade of pale.
She said :"There is no reason,
and the truth is plain to see".
But I wandered through my playing cards
and would not let her be
One of the sixteen vestal virgins
who were leaving for the coast
And although my eyes were open,
they might just as well been closed.
And so it was that later
as the miller told his tale,
that her face at first just ghostly
turned a whiter shade of pale...
Lyrics by K.Reid/G. Brooker
20060818
Apenas por 1.50 €....
Sim, é verdade!
Por esta ridícula quantia adquiri uma mão cheia de palavras e sentimentos enrodilhadas em emoções e imaginação.
Por este preço,
comprei Jorge de Sena
no seu melhor!!!!!!
Ao rio perguntei por meu amigo
aquele que há tanto é partido,
e por quem morro, ai!
in Jorge de Sena, O Físico Prodigioso
aquele que há tanto é partido,
e por quem morro, ai!
in Jorge de Sena, O Físico Prodigioso
20060811
derreto-me...
20060801
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