Human Race - The Day

Eu estou cá!
Controlo a minha vida!
E tu?
O que tens feito ultimamente?

Do it because You can - 01 day

Falta 01 dia e estamos a caminho...

¿Y tu por qué corres? 02 days

Faltam 2 dias...
Nós corremos por Portugal!

Will you be ready? 03 days

Faltam 03 dias...

Human Race - 03 days

Faltam 03 dias...

Need motivation? 06 days

Faltam 06 dias...

I am addicted - 07 days

Run like you've never run before.

Faltam 7 dias...

My better is better - 08 days

Faltam 8 dias...

Stop Me (My 2007's London song)

Stop me, oh, oh, oh, stop me
Stop me if you think that you've
Heard this one before
Stop me, oh, oh, oh stop me
Stop me if you think that you've heard this one before

Cuz nothing's changed
I still love you, oh, I still love you,
Only slightly, only slightly less than I used to... my love

I was delayed, I was way-laid,
An emergency stop
I saw the last ten seconds of life
I crashed down on the crossbar
And the pain was enough to make
A shy, bald, buddhist reflect
And plan a mass murder
Who said I'd lied to her?

Who said I'd lied because I never? Never!
Who said I'd lied because I never?

I was detained, I was restrained
And broke my knee
And broke my spleen
And then he really laid into me, yeah!
Friday night in out-patients
Who said I lied to her?

Who said I lied? Coz I never, never!
Who said I lied to her? '

So I drank one
It became four
And when I fell on the floor ...
I drank more

Stop me, oh, oh, oh stop me
Stop me if you think that you've
Heard this one before
Stop me, oh, I said stop me
Stop me if you think that you've heard this one before

Nothing's changed
I still love you, oh, I still love you
Only slightly, only slightly less than I used to, my love

Set me free why don't you
Get out my life why don't you
Coz you don't really love me, no,
You just keep me hanging on...

(yeah, yeah)

Set me free why don't you, babe,
Get out my life why don't you, baby,
Coz you don't really love me, no no no,
You just keep me hanging on...


Mark Ronson featuring Daniel Merriweather, cover from The Smiths

And this is the original version...

The third and last, dedicated to RJK

My better is better - 09 days

Faltam 9 dias...

It's probably me

If the night turned cold
And the stars looked down
And you hug yourself
On the cold cold ground
You wake the morning
In a stranger's coat
No-one would you see
You ask yourself, 'Who'd watch for me?'
My only friend, who could it be?
It's hard to say it
I hate to say it
But it's probably me

When your belly's empty
And the hunger's so real
And you're too proud to beg
And too dumb to steal
You search the city
For your only friend
No-one would you see
You ask yourself, Who'll Watch For Me?'
A solitary voice to speak out and set me free
I hate to say it
I hate to say it
But it's probably me

You're not the easiest person I ever got to know
And it's hard for us both to let our feelings show
Some would say
I should let you go your way
You'll only make me cry
If there's one guy, just one guy
Who'd lay down his life for you and die
I hate to say it
I hate to say it
But it's probably me

When the world's gone crazy, and it makes no sense
And there's only one voice that comes to your defence
And the jury's out
And your eyes search the room
And one friendly face is all you need to see
If there's one guy, just one guy
Who'd lay down his life for you and die
I hate to say it
I hate to say it
But it's probably me

I hate to say it
I hate to say
But it's probably me
I hate to say it
I hate to say
But it's probably me
I hate to say it
I hate to say
But it's probably me


Sting and Eric Clapton

Dedicated to RJK

My better is better - 10 days

Faltam 10 dias...

Alone

«We're born alone, we live alone, we die alone. Only through our love and friendship can we create the illusion for the moment that we're not alone.»

Orson Wells

Sent by CMk

Black and Gold

If the fish swam out of the ocean
and grew legs and they started walking
and the apes climbed down from the trees
and grew tall and they started talking

and the stars fell out of the sky
and my tears rolled into the ocean
now i'm looking for a reason why
you even set my world into motion

'cause if you're not really here
then the stars don't even matter
now i'm filled to the top with fear
but it's all just a bunch of matter
'cause if you're not really here
then i don't want to be either
i wanna be next to you
black and gold
black and gold
black and gold

i looked up into the night sky
and see a thousand eyes staring back
and all around these golden beacons
i see nothing but black

i feel a way of something beyond them
i don't see what i can feel
if vision is the only validation
then most of my life isn't real

'cause if you're not really here
then the stars don't even matter
now i'm filled to the top with fear
but it's all just a bunch of matter
'cause if you're not really here
then i don't want to be either
i wanna be next to you
black and gold
black and gold
black and gold


Sam Sparro

Dedicated to RJK

Continuo de férias...

Moral

«Estás com uma moral!»
PBEau

Nazaré, tenho saudades...

...dos momentos que já vivi por lá...

Local - Praia da Nazaré
Autor - K

Shape of my heart

He deals the cards as a meditation
And those he plays never suspect
He doesn't play for the money he wins
He doesn't play for the respect
He deals the cards to find the answer
The sacred geometry of chance
The hidden law of probable outcome
The numbers lead a dance

I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart

He may play the jack of diamonds
He may lay the queen of spades
He may conceal a king in his hand
While the memory of it fades

I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart
That's not the shape, the shape of my heart

And if I told you that I loved you
You'd maybe think there's something wrong
I'm not a man of too many faces
The mask I wear is one
Those who speak know nothing
And find out to their cost
Like those who curse their luck in too many places
And those who fear are lost

I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart
That's not the shape of my heart


Sting

Clip de um grande filme - Leon de Luc Besson, com Jean Reno

Original Sound Track of a fantastic evening.
Dedicated to someone who knows...

Chasing Cars

We'll do it all
Everything
On our own

We don't need
Anything
Or anyone

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

I don't quite know
How to say
How I feel

Those three words
Are said too much
They're not enough

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

Forget what we're told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden that's bursting into life

Let's waste time
Chasing cars
Around our heads

I need your grace
To remind me
To find my own

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

Forget what we're told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden that's bursting into life

All that I am
All that I ever was
Is here in your perfect eyes, they're all I can see

I don't know where
Confused about how as well
Just know that these things will never change for us at all

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?


Snow Patrol

Dedicado a uma noite no Porto e aos Amigos D, T e Dio, que por umas horas me ajudaram a esquecer o mundo

Experience@São João

Faz pouco mais de um mês que fui ao Porto, para «experimentar» o São João.
As memórias ainda estão bem vivas, como tal, apetece-me partilhá-las...

Dia triste?! com a chuva miudinha a que chamam «orvalhada de São João»... No Way! Uma das noites mais bem vividas com os meus Amigos AL e Ct.
Um colega meu, experiente no Porto, disse-me que era a festa popular mais engraçada do mundo! Esperei para ver, mas devo acrescentar que desde miúdo que alimentava o desejo de viver aquela noite ao vivo...
Começámos por andar de metro no Porto (1.ª experiência)...

Chegámos às Fontainhas, o bairro mais típico do São João e fiquei desde logo impressionado com a quantidade de people que estava nas ruas...

Jantámos na Batalha, no tasco «Porto Ginginha», casa centenária...

Ementa constituída por febras, sardinhas (2.ª experiência), caldo verde e por um convívio engraçadíssimo com a dona da casa... servi de tradutor a umas norueguesas (uma desejava mais indicações do que aquelas que estava com vontade de lhe prestar), depois a uns ingleses e uff! por momentos, achei que me queriam contratar para o «restorán».

Next, o fogo de artifício (3.ª experiência)... espectáculo lindo, bem regado com um vinho...de onde era mesmo? Fornecido por uns colegas temporários de festa que por ali andavam apetrechados :)

De seguida, a aventura de sair da Praça do Cubo... pior que o metro (em Lisboa)...

caminhada da Ribeira até à Foz, com paragens nos bailes de Massarelos e Miragaia (4.ª experiência)...
Fez-me pensar que a Bahia estava no Porto, com tantos estrangeiros e toda a gente a dançar, qualquer coisa, muito perto da Lambada, no que ao estilo diz respeito...

Saudável convívio,

com imensas marteladas pelo meio, que nós também comprámos umas «marretas» para nós (5.ª experiência).

Dizem que são 15 kms. Não sei se são, mas é uma longa peregrinação que parece ser feita, não por uma, mas por duas cidades (Porto e Gaia).
O X veio-nos buscar ao Castelo do Queijo e acabámos a noite e começámos o dia no seu Bar. Disse-nos que éramos loucos, ter feito tudo aquilo a pé... mas essa é a graça da festa... A Grande Experiência!
A tudo isto, junta-se um convívio inolvidável com cicerones fantásticos (AL e Ct), como só eles sabem...

Recomenda-se a repetição! E a quem nunca foi, recomendo vivamente a experiência...

Tácticas...

A partir de agora, a táctica vai mudar...

The Story

All of these lines across my face
Tell you the story of who I am
So many stories of where I've been
And how I got to where I am
But these stories don't mean anything
When you've got no one to tell them to
It's true...I was made for you
I climbed across the mountain tops
Swam all across the ocean blue
I crossed all the lines and I broke all the rules
But baby I broke them all for you
Because even when I was flat broke
You made me feel like a million bucks
You do
I was made for you
You see the smile that's on my mouth
It's hiding the words that don't come out
And all of my friends who think that I'm blessed
They don't know my head is a mess
No, they don't know who I really am
And they don't know what
I've been through like you do
And I was made for you...
All of these lines across my face
Tell you the story of who I am
So many stories of where I've been
And how I got to where I am
But these stories don't mean anything
When you've got no one to tell them to
It's true...I was made for you


Brandi Carlile

Este deveria ter sido o primeiro clip deste blogue.
A música do Verão deste ano...
Dedicado a quem gosta de viver a vida intensamente,
à equipa que realizou este anúncio e
à minha Amiga RS, que me enviou o mesmo, com o fantástico título:
«3.46 minutos da tua vida» (versão original)

Nazaré, World Press Photo

3.º prémio, categoria Sport Action, na World Press Photo'08
Local - Praia do Norte, Nazaré
Autor - Miguel Carreira

Mesmo quando as ondas são de 5 metros, há quem consiga superá-las...

Tempos

4 meses - uma camisola
7 semanas - uma separação
8 anos - uma vida
7 horas - um concerto
4 minutos - um post
8 segundos - uma decisão

I'm So Happy I Can't Stop Crying

Seven weeks have passed now since she left me
She shows her face to ask me how I am
She says the kids are fine and that they miss me
Maybe I could come and baby-sit sometime
She says, "Are you O.K.? I was worried about you
Can you forgive me? I hope that you'll be happy."
I'm so happy that I can't stop crying
I'm so happy I'm laughing through my tears
I saw a friend of mine
He said, "I was worried about you
I heard she had another man,
I wondered how you felt about it?"
I'm so happy that I can't stop crying
I'm so happy I'm laughing though my tears
Saw my lawyer, Mr Good News
He got me joint custody and legal separation
I'm so happy that I can't stop crying
I'm laughing through my tears
I'm laughing through my tears

I took a walk alone last night
I looked up at the stars
To try and find an answer in my life
I chose a star for me
I chose a star for him
I chose two stars for my kids and one star for my wife
Something made me smile
Something seemed to ease the pain
Something about the universe and how it's all connected

The park is full of Sunday fathers and melted ice cream
We try to do the best within the given time
A kid should be with his mother
Everybody knows that
What can a father do but baby-sit sometimes?
I saw that friend of mine, he said,
"You look different somehow"
I said, "Everybody's got to leave the darkness sometime"
I'm so happy that I can't stop crying
I'm laughing through my tears
I'm laughing through my tears
I'm so happy that I can't stop crying
I'm laughing through my tears
I'm laughing through my tears


Sting

De que serve a potência sem controlo?

E TTu, controlas a TTua vida?

Move Faster

Full of sorrow and pain
I waited for the day
I was born to love

Some by
There is a place for us to go
Your strength
Is in your hands and a beautiful soul

We had to move faster, faster
To know how we be love
We need to move faster, faster
To know where we must go
Cause a world it's in your hands
Cause a world it's in your hands
Cause a world it's in your hands
Cause a world it's in your hands

It's a beauty to change
Everything that's wrong
Being right is wrong

Somewhere
We know there is someone who'll say
For sure
Is fun enough to enjoy another day

We had to move faster, faster
To find how true we are
We need to move faster, faster
Cause everyone else's tired
Cause a world it's in your hands
Cause a world it's in your hands
Cause a world it's in your hands
Cause a world it's in your hands

We need to move faster, faster (faster, faster)
Faster, faster
Move faster
To know where we must go
Cause a world it's in your hands (It's time to free your mind)
Cause a world it's in your hands
Cause a world it's in your hands (It's time to free your mind)
Cause a world it's in your hands


Fingertips

Desde ontem que gosTTo de andar mais depressa

Timing

Tenho o timing perfeito para entrar sempre na hora errada...