terça-feira, 29 de março de 2005

Nothing Else Matters

Quando se gosta, nada mais importa mesmo
When we like someone...nothing else really matters...

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So close, no matter how far
Couldn't be much more from the heart
Forever trusting who we are
And nothing else matters
Never opened myself this way
Life is ours, we live it our way
All these words I don't just say
And nothing else matters
Trust I seek and I find in you
Every day for us something new
Open mind for a different view
And nothing else matters
Never cared for what they do
Never cared for what they know
But I know
So close, no matter how far
Couldn't be much more from the heart
Forever trusting who we are
And nothing else matters
Never cared for what they do
Never cared for what they know
But I know
Never opened myself this way
Life is ours, we live it our way
All these words I don't just say
Trust I seek and I find in you
Every day for us, something new
Open mind for a different view
And nothing else matters
Never cared for what they say
Never cared for games they play
Never cared for what they do
Never cared for what they know
And I know
So close, no matter how far
Couldn't be much more from the heart
Forever trusting who we are
No, nothing else matters

Feliz Aniversário / Happy Aniversary

Muitos parabéns para ti meu amigo, espero que passes um dia feliz na companhia de quem te é querido e...vemo-nos no Sábado!

Felizes 59 primaveras Raúl ;-)

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O Melhor Amigo do Homem / Man's Best Friend

Sem comentários / No comments lol

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Frase da Semana / Quote of the Week

Pensa como um Homem de acção, age como um Homem de pensamento.


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Think like a man of action, act like a man of thought.

sexta-feira, 25 de março de 2005

Boa Páscoa / Happy Easter

Desejo a todos uma boa páscoa com muitas amendôas e pouco chocolate que isso faz mal à pele eheh.
Ahhh...já agora...feliz aniversário maninhaaaaaaaaaaa ******************

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I wish to all a happy easter will lot's of almonds and few chocolate because that's bad for your skin eheheh.
Buy the way...happy aniversary sis ****************************

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Para se rirem um pouco / Just for a bit of fun ;)

segunda-feira, 21 de março de 2005

Frase da Semana / Quote of the Week

O único homem que não erra é aquele que nunca faz nada.


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The only man that doesn't make any mistake is the one that doesn't do a thing.

(by Roosevelt)

domingo, 20 de março de 2005

V: The Second Generation

Como eu dei a conhecer num post anterior, a série de culto V que estreou em 1983 em todo o mundo, vai ter uma remake. Chama-se The Second Generation e encontra-se já em produção devendo estrear mais lá para o fim do ano. Os fãs desta série e adeptos deste tipo de ficção que aguardem que teremos mais da Diana e companhia já que o elenco creio que será basicamente o mesmo, isto apesar uma consulta exaustiva na net.

Synopsis:

"O telefilme de 3 horas será chamado de V A Segunda Geração e será realizado, escrito e produzido por Kenneth Johnson, o criador da série original. Johnson está em conversações com o elenco original da série, incluindo Marc Singer, Robert Englund, Jane Badler e Faye Grant para que voltem de novo ao telefilme. A segunda geração tem lugar 20 anos após a série original, com os extraterrestres tidos como senhores da Terra. A força extraterrestre está bem fixada e conseguiu que muitos humanos se tornassem seus seguidores e indo a caminho duma nova e perigosa conquista. A resistência continua a luta que parece perdida quando de repente a Terra ganha um poderoso e misterioso novo aliado."

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As I told previously in a past post, the cult series V that was first broadcasted in 1983 worldwide, will have a remake. It's called V The Second Generation and is already in production maybe being broadcasted at the end of the year. The fans and followers of this type of fiction, keep waiting and we'll have more news of Diana and company, because I believe the cast will be mostly all of the one from the past series, after consulting the web searching for news.

Synopsis:

"The three-hour television movie will be called V: The Second Generation and will be directed, written and produced by Kenneth Johnson, the creator of the original. Johnson is in talks with the original stars of V, including Marc Singer, Robert Englund, Jane Badler and Faye Grant about returning for the film. The Second Generation is set 20 years after the original, with the alien Visitors firmly ensconced as masters of the Earth. The alien force is deeply entrenched, has turned many Earth people into followers and is sweeping them toward a dangerous new conquest. The Resistance seems to be fighting a losing battle when suddenly Earth gains a powerful and mysterious new ally."

sábado, 19 de março de 2005

Frase da Semana / Quote of the week

Digam lá se não concordam com isto...

A VIDA É UM CIRCO E NÓS OS PALHAÇOS QUE DELA FAZEMOS PARTE


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Don't you agree with this?

LIFE IS A CIRCUS AND WE'RE THE CLOWNS THAT MAKE PART OF IT

quarta-feira, 16 de março de 2005

V: A Batalha Final / V: The Original Series

Fiquei a saber hoje que uma das minhas séries favoritas ia ter um remake. Quem não se lembra daqueles aliens que se vestiam de vermelho, que tinham a voz disturcida e no seu interior eram repteis?
Pois é...vai haver um remake da mini série original, realizada em 1983. Quanto às 2 seguintes ainda n se sabe se vão ter direito a remake. Trata-se da V: Batalha Final e V: A Série.
Aguardo com expectativa para saber mais novidades sobre a mesma. Os novos actores e o enredo.
Quanto à antiga série...aguarda-se também que algum dos canais portugueses volte a transmitir a série que tanto sucesso teve mundo fora.
Fiquem atentos para novidades!

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I discovered today that one of my favourite tv shows was going to have a remake. Who doesn't remember those red dressed aliens, with strange voice and lizard skin beneath the human form?
That's right...almost 25 years after it's first release, the original show (season 1 from 1983) is going to have a remake. As for the other 2, The Final Battle and the Tv series, nothing much has been told if there is going to be a remake or not.
I'm waiting to know more news about the show. The new actors and storyline.
Keep in touch!

sexta-feira, 11 de março de 2005

What you're made of

Obrigado por me teres mandado este música. Puseste-me a ouvi-la o dia todo e a pensar na vida. É simplesmente linda. Mais uma vez...obrigado.

Just like I predicted, we're at the point of no return
We can go backwards, and no corners have been turned
I can't control it, if I sink or if I swim'
Cause I chose the water that I'm in
And it makes no difference who is right or wrong
I deserve much more than this'
Cause there's only one thing I want

If it's not what you're made of
You're not what I'm looking for
You where willing but unable to give me anymore
There's no way,
You're changing,
Cause some things will just never be mine,Y
ou're in not love this time...
but it's alright.

I hear you talking, but your words don't mean a thing
I doubt you ever put your heart into anything
It's not much to ask for, to get back what I put in
But I chose the waters that I'm in
And it makes no difference who is right or wrongI
deserve much more than this'
Cause there's only one thing I want

If it's not what you're made of
You're not what I'm looking for

quarta-feira, 9 de março de 2005

Only You

Todos me tem perguntado como eu ando, o porquê de andar muito calado. Aqui tem a resposta...
Apenas ando um pouco mais introspéctivo...

This is how I'm feeling this moment...

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There's a song that's inside of my soul.
It's the one that I've tried to write over and over again
I'm awake in the infinite cold.
But you sing to me over and over and over again.

So, I lay my head back down.
And I lift my hands and pray
To be only yours, I pray, to be only yours
I know now you're my only hope.

Sing to me the song of the stars.
Of your galaxy dancing and laughing and laughing again.
When it feels like my dreams are so far
Sing to me of the plans that you have for me over again.

So I lay my head back down.
And I lift my hands and pray
To be only yours, I pray, to be only yours
I know now, you're my only hope.

I give you my destiny.
I'm giving you all of me.
I want your symphony, singing in all that I am
At the top of my lungs, I'm giving it back.

So I lay my head back down.
And I lift my hands and pray
To be only yours, I pray, to be only yours
I pray, to be only yours
I know now you're my only hope.

hmmmmm, hmmmmm, oooooh.
(by Mandy Moore)

terça-feira, 8 de março de 2005

A Boy Can Dream

This song is dedicated to you. I'm thinking of you...always...


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When I was a child the story would say
Somebody would sweep you off your feet someday
That's what I hoped would happen with you
More than you could know
I wanted to tell you that my heart's in your hands
I prayed for the day that I would get the chance
Just when I worked up the courage to try
Much to my surprise
You had somebody else
Cause these feelings
I keep to myself

I may never get to hold you so tight
I may never get to kiss you good night
I may never get to look deep in your eyes
Or so it seems
I always will be wishing you were mine
I think about what could be all the time
All the happiness that I could find
Baby, a boy can dream

From the moment I wake up
Till I fall asleep
I imagine you not with him
But with me
Talking and laughing
Sharing our dreams
It's just a fantasy
Cause you had somebody else
Cause these feelings
I keep to myself

A boy can dream it's true
And to call you my own
Is the sweetest dream you know

Oh a boy can dream

sábado, 5 de março de 2005

Onde estás? / Where are You?

Hoje decidi sair um pouco do mundo da prosa e arriscar-me a fazer algo mais. Confesso que não tenho muito jeito mas ao menos não posso dizer que não tentei. Espero que gostem. Pelo menos foi feito com sentimento e tem um pouco a ver com o que sinto de momento. Depois dêem a vossa opinião, thanks.


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Perdido no sonho
penso em ti...

Onde estás?

Procuro...
Procuro! Mas não encontro
Desejo...
e não te posso tocar
Imagino...
o teu cheiro, o teu tacto, o teu olhar.

Onde estás?

Sonho no dia
mesmo numa noite fria
que batas à porta
da minha alma já morta
nesta solidão que atormenta
apesar deste amor que me alimenta.

Onde estás?

Olha para mim...
neste horizonte sem fim.
Toca-me com a tua mão.
Sorri...
Com um brilho nos olhos
sinto...
és mesmo tu o dono do meu coração!
(by R... aka Capricornking)

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Today I decided to go a little bit further at my blog and do something more. I don't really know how to write poems but at least I try eheh. Hope you like it. It was done by the heart and has to do with what I'm feeling at the moment. Give me your opinion, thanks.


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Lost in my dreams

I think about you..

Where are you?

I'm searching..
Searching! But I can't find you
Desire you...
but I can't have you.
Imagine you...
your smell, your touch, your eyes

Where are you?
I dream of day
even on a cold night
that you nock on the door
of my already dead soul
in this solitude that torments me
although I have all this love that nourishes me

Where are you?

Look at me...
on this never ending horizon
touch me with your hand
smile...
with a glow in my eyes
I feel...
it's really you the owner of my heart!
(by R... Capricornking)


sexta-feira, 4 de março de 2005

Where Dreams come true



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Gostava de dar por mim num lugar destes, deserto, porque não, com a pessoa que amo...não me preocupar com nada a não ser em mim e na outra pessoa. Contemplar o por do sol e sentir que a vida ainda nos reserva muitas supresas...muitas coisas boas...

Esta Semana...

Não sei que se passou comigo esta semana. Andava muito deprimido. Não falava com ninguém. Chorava pelos cantos.
Será da idade? Não sei...só sei que ando assim...deprimo com facilidade e sinto-me muito sozinho a maioria das vezes.
Valeu-me o apoio dos amigos que me aconselharam e ainda bem...Só posso mesmo agradecer a eles o que tem feito por mim...
Acredito que isto tenha tudo a ver com o facto de passar muito tempo em casa. Quem me conhece sabe os motivos.
Falta-me o meu braço direito...haverá aí algum candidato? Tenho boas referencias se for preciso eheheheheh.
Vamos a ver se este fim de semana me ajuda a ficar mais calmo que bem preciso.
Acredito que a vida é para ser vivida com calma...Tudo isto que eu passo e é passageiro. Hei de me sentir realizado um dia ;-)
Um beijo grande a todos os que me aturam todos os dias, seja aqui seja pessoalmente...
Deste vosso sempre chato amigo
R...

quarta-feira, 2 de março de 2005

Field of Innocence

Muitas vezes fico a pensar nos meus tempos de criança, em como não tinha precupações. Podia divertir-me, brincar, sem que as coisas fossem levadas a mal. Gostava que esse tempo nunca tivesse deixado de existir...que no fundo a minha vida tivesse parado no tempo e que não me tivesse tornado talvez na pessoa que me tornei. Acima de tudo, que fosse tudo diferente...



I still remember the world
From the eyes of a child
Slowly those feelings
Were clouded by what I know now

Where has my heart gone
An uneven trade for the real world
I want to go back to
Believing in everything and knowing nothing at all

I still remember the sun
Always warm on my back
Somehow it seems colder now

Where has my heart gone
Trapped in the eyes of a stranger
I want to go back to
Believing in everything

Where has my heart gone
An uneven trade for the real world
I want to go back to
Believing in everything

Where has my heart gone
Trapped in the eyes of a stranger
I want to go back to
Believing in everything

I still remember.....
(by Evanescence)

terça-feira, 1 de março de 2005

La Solitudine / Loneliness

Sempre gostei imenso desta música...é nos momentos em que me sinto mais sozinho que esta música tem mais significado para mim...

Marco se n'è andato e non ritorna più
E il treno delle 7:30 senza lui
È un cuore di metallo senza l'anima
Nel freddo del matino grigio di città
A scuola il banco è vuoto, Marco è dentro me
È dolce il suo respiro fra i pensieri miei
Distanze enormi sembrano dividerci
Ma il cuore batte forte dentro me

Chissà se tu mi penserai
Se con i tuoi non parli mai
Se ti nascondi come me
Sfuggi gli sguardi e te ne stai

Rinchiuso in camera e non vuoi mangiare
Stringi forte al te il cuscino
Piangi non lo sai
Quantro altro male ti farà la solitudine

Marco nel mio diario ho una fotografia
Hai gli occhi di bambino un poco timido
La stringo forte al cuore e sento che ci sei
Fra i compiti d'inglese e mathematica

Tuo padre e i suoi consigli che monotonia
Lui con il suo lavoro ti ha portato via
Di certo il tuo parere non l'ha chiesto mai
Ha detto 'un giorno tu mi capirai'

Chissà se tu mi penserai
Se con gli amici parlerai
Per non soffrire più per me
Ma non è facile lo sai

A scuola non ne posso più
E i pommeriggi senza te
Studiare è inutile tutte le idee
Si affollano su te

Non è possibile dividere
La vita di noi due
Ti prego aspettami amore mio
Ma illuderti non so

La solitudine fra noi
Questo silenzio dentro me
È l'inquietudine di vivere
La vita senza te

Ti prego aspettami perché
Non posso stare senza te
Non è possibile dividere
La storia di noi due
(by Laura Pausini)

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I don't even know if he still thinks of me
Once he got onboard that unforgiving train
I imagine that he whiled away the time
Through the cold gray morning and the city rain
Thinking of somebody else who'll run to him
Who'll ask him did you miss me, maybe now and then
Laughing he'll say well he met this funny girl
But just a summer thing he won't see her again
Oh God I hope I'm wrong
But I'm not feeling very strong
I've been so up and down so sad
So happy, feeling good and bad
I'm young I'm old I laught I cry
I tell the truth but that a lie
I've been so in and out so wild
So well behaved so pure defiled oh solitudine
That word I hate to say
And no I was not crazy to do what we did
I even wish I'd been a bit more crazy still
And kept a little more of him to see me through
He loved me all he could I never had my fill
And then I'm back inside my room he knows so well
I feel again the way he moved I take it slow
I talk to him and he becomes a part of me
And then I know he'll never let the summer go
Oh God I hope I'm right
I won't give in without a fight
And I can take the words they throw
At me for none of could know
That we had something few
Will ever find their whole life through
I wouldn't change a single day
Although the price I have to pay is solitudine
The loneliness is tearing me apart
It tears me up it pull me down and then
It wraps around my heart oh solitudine
Does he remenber all he said to me
I'm young I'm old I laugh I cry
I tell the truth but that's a lie
I've been so in and out so wild
So well behaved so pure defiled oh solitudine
Does he remember all he said to me
And I can take the words they throw
At me for none of could know
That we had something few
Will ever find their whole life through
I wouldn't change sigle day
Although the price I have to pay is solitudine