Other Side Of The World
KT Tunstall
Composição: Kt Tunstall And Martin Terefe

Over the sea and far away
She's waiting like an iceberg
Waiting to change
But she's cold inside
She wants to be like the water

All the muscles tighten in her face
Buries her soul in one embrace
They're one and the same
Just like water

The fire fades away
Most of everyday
Is full of tired excuses
But it's too hard to say
I wish it were simple
But we give up easily
You're close enough to see that
You're the other side of the world to me

On comes the panic light
Holding on with fingers and feelings alike
But the time has come
To move along

The fire fades away
Most of everyday
Is full of tired excuses
But it's too hard to say
I wish it were simple
But we give up easily
You're close enough to see that
You're the other side of the world

Can you help me
Can you let me go
And can you still love me
When you can't see me anymore

And the fire fades away
Most of everyday
Is full of tired excuses
But it's too hard to say
I wish it were simple
But we give up easily
You're close enough to see that
You're the other side of the world

Oh, the other side of the world
You're the other side of the world to me


Good night....

Oh... I'm flying... How I'm flying... I don't want to study... I just want to stay in some lonely place and look at the sky... Imagining love stories... Forget! I have to forget! But I watched today 2 lovely love stories. Actually one of them was a dramatic and tragic movie. It's called 'Me without you'. Is great! I started to watched in the middle, but I loved it! And the other one was 'The wedding date'. Lovely... Just lovely!
I don't have to lot to say today... I'm lonely...

Lonely kisses (do you remember that?),
Nightingale

P.S. Photo form the movie 'Me without you'

P.S.S. Listening to: Hiperventilation - Apocalyptica

How does it feel???

How does it feel?
The Zutons

How does it feel to have love to have lost
And i know how to feel anymore
And how many times do you have to be cruel to be kind
And show feelings the door
Well isn't it strange how much you can change
in a year or minute or more
How can it go from so good to so bad
and my soul is now squished on the floor

How does it feel
How does it feel
How does it feel on your own
when you can't even deal with yourself

How can i move the ground is so loose
And the sun wants to peel off my skin
And how can i laugh when my mouth is held back
And i'm struggling now just to grin
I hold myself up till i run out of luck
While the world carries on in a spin
And now it's so real and it's paying off well
'cos my feelings are letting me in

How does it feel
How does it feel
How does it feel on your own
when you can't even deal with yourself

I've been asking the same old questions
time and time again
I find that i don't want to live this life
but i know that i'll have to pretend
'Cos everyone's hiding from the truth
and they're just lying to themselves
How do you expect me to deal
with this when i can't even deal with myself

How does it feel
How does it feel
How does it feel on your own
when you can't even deal with yourself

I've been asking the same old questions time and time again
I find that i don't want to live this life
but i know that i'll have to pretend
'Cos everyone's hiding from the truth
and they're just lying to themselves
How do you expect me to deal
with this when i can't even deal with myself


Good night!

After an afternoon out, looking all stuffs for the party... I'm tired! Ohh God... I'm with a headache, sorethrout since yesterday, but today was the only free day for my mother. So, we had to see today.
Today school was tireful too... I was flying high all morning... The two most important classes today I was:

• Math class: flying...
• Physics: flying...

The other ones was good... Arts was great! We keep doing the little house. History was awesome! We started talking about the Collor's government. It's very interesting... I was going to movies... But I'm too tired... And I'm a little bit bad... sick actually... Is horrible...

I still have to correct my spanish work... Tomorrow I'll study italian, 'cause today I really can't! I want candy... I saw this picture and now I want to eat! I WANT CANDY!!!! I'm going to read Bridget Jones diary... I'm crazy to start! The end of the year is coming....!!!! Yeah.... December... My favorite month! I think I gotta go now...

Kisses and hugs...

Nightingale... sweet...

Afraid...

Torn
Natalie Imbruglia
Composição: Indisponível

I thought I saw a man brought to life
He was worn he came around like he was dignified
He showed me what it was to cry

Well you couldn't be that man I adored
You don't seem to know-or seem to care what your heart is for
I don't know him anymore

There's nothin' where he used to lie
My conversation has run dry
That's what's goin' on

Nothing's fine
I'm torn
I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed
Lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed
Into something real
I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
You're a little late
I'm already torn

So I guess the fortune teller's right
I should have seen just what was there and not some Holy light

But you crawled beneath my veins and now I don't care, I have no luck
I don't miss it all that much
There's just so many things

That I can't touch
I'm torn
I'm all out of faith
This is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed
Lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed
Into something real
I'm wide awake and I can see
The perfect sky is torn
You're a little late
I'm already torn

Torn

Ohh, ooh...

There's nothing where he used to lie
My inspiration has run dry
That's what's goin' on

Nothing's right I'm torn
I'm all out of faith
This is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed
Lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed
Into something real
I'm wide awake and I can see
The perfect sky is torn
I'm all out of faith
This is how I feel
I'm cold and I'm ashamed
Bound and broken on the floor
You're a little late
I'm already torn

Torn
Oh...

[guitar solo out]

Oh...

Good night.

The day wasn't good... wasn't good enough to put me up... Yesterday was a bad day... And still is in my heart this bad feeling...
School was boring:

• Math class: I didn't asnwered the activity.
• Portuguese: was the best one this morning... I wasn't flying high... I understood the class.
• Chemistry: I didn't understand any shit.
• Interval: Boring... As always...
• Physics: interesting class.
• History: not that good, 'cause I didn't studied the chapter about the Africa and Asia descolonization. I just knew the subject, because I studied last year.

Getting home I slept for a while. I was tired because I slpet late yesterday. After I started to paint arts work. Talking about it, I have to finish with the girls...And I have to study the poem I'm going to recite. I just wish I could have not class tomorrow: in the morning and in the afternoon. Tomorrow I'll have dentist and italian. Talking about italian, I'm going to study italian this evening.. I'm all fucked up on it... Bloody Hell... I'm not well... You can see what I'm listening: James Blunt, Bridget Jones soundtrack, Within Temptation... Music that I listen when I'm very sad... Maybe tomorrow I'll write a letter to Carol... I didn't want to write her a letter having all this feelings... 'Cause it seems that everytme I send her a letter, there's something wrong... Today I ate 'churros'... It's been a long time that I don't eat one of these...

I putted this song, 'cause the chrous of it, shows how I'm feeling. That's why it's in blodface and black. The photo shows that I'm feeling alone... Actually... I don't have a big feeling of loneliness... But I'm sure I'll have tomorrow coming back home from my course.. 1 hour and a half in the bus makes me feel very upset.. I'll feel down... It'll be very bad... I think I'll take my discman... It'll help me little bit...

I have to go now my friends... Study a little bit more... Actually I didn't study anything today, so I'll start studing...

Good bye and have good dreams...

Nightingale... Sad... Perhaps crying... Inside...

Lost...

A part of the poem Eloisa and Abelard by Alexander Pope

"In these deep solitudes and awful cells,
Where heav'nly-pensive contemplation dwells,
And ever-musing melancholy reigns;
What means this tumult in a vestal's veins?
Why rove my thoughts beyond this last retreat?
Why feels my heart its long-forgotten heat?
Yet, yet I love!--From Abelard it came,
And Eloisa yet must kiss the name.
Dear fatal name! rest ever unreveal'd,
Nor pass these lips in holy silence seal'd.
Hide it, my heart, within that close disguise,
Where mix'd with God's, his lov'd idea lies:
O write it not, my hand- -the name appears
Already written- -wash it out, my tears!
In vain lost Eloisa weeps and prays, Her heart still dictates, and her hand obeys.
How happy is the blameless vestal's lot!
The world forgetting, by the world forgot.
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!
Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd;
Labour and rest, that equal periods keep;
"Obedient slumbers that can wake and weep;"
Desires compos'd, affections ever ev'n,
Tears that delight, and sighs that waft to Heav'n.
Grace shines around her with serenest beams,
And whisp'ring angels prompt her golden dreams.
For her th' unfading rose of Eden blooms,
And wings of seraphs shed divine perfumes,
For her the Spouse prepares the bridal ring,
For her white virgins hymeneals sing,
To sounds of heav'nly harps she dies away,
And melts in visions of eternal day.
Canst thou forget that sad, that solemn day,
When victims at yon altar's foot we lay?
Canst thou forget what tears that moment fell,
When, warm in youth, I bade the world farewell?
As with cold lips I kiss'd the sacred veil,
The shrines all trembl'd, and the lamps grew pale:
Heav'n scarce believ'd the conquest it survey'd,
And saints with wonder heard the vows I made.
Yet then, to those dread altars as I drew,
Not on the Cross my eyes were fix'd, but you:
Not grace, or zeal, love only was my call,
And if I lose thy love, I lose my all.
Come! with thy looks, thy words, relieve my woe;
Those still at least are left thee to bestow.
Still on that breast enamour'd let me lie,
Still drink delicious poison from thy eye,
Pant on thy lip, and to thy heart be press'd;
Give all thou canst--and let me dream the rest.
Ah no! instruct me other joys to prize,
With other beauties charm my partial eyes,
Full in my view set all the bright abode,
And make my soul quit Abelard for God."

Want to see the rest? Look here: http://www.monadnock.net/poems/eloisa.html

Hi everybody...

A day can change so fast han? One moment you're just perfect... in other your castle felt down... It's crazy! I'm such stupid...
Today, me, my sister and my parents had launch outside... Was cool, for me who doesn't want to get out... After we took some ice-cream... Was great... When I got home, I watched Bridget Jones II... Which made me feel good... And it was great at home... I was shining!... But my friends called me to go out... And everything got wrong... It's horrible... It's 00:01, and tomorrow (today) I have class... I didn't study for a fucking shit I'm going to have tomorrow, 'cause I completely forgot... And I'm completely fucked with this,'cause it's a history work... I'm feeling very bad... I just wish I could don't have class today and I could stay at home alone... Just watching some TV, and movies... Oh... It's horrible...
This night I watched really great movie... Crazy one, but lovely... It's called: Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind. It's great, if you're reading this, watch it... please... Oh... I wish I could do that 'thing' of the movie.... Take a lot of thing of my mind and forget... Just forget..
I'm feeling just terrible... And the fact that I have class makes me feel worst... Oh fuck... I'm completely lost you know? Oh... you don't know... I'm crazy... Maybe I'm the only one in this world who could be so stupid and... Oh... come on... I'm crazy...
I think I need to sleep, maybe... I have batteries and tomorrow going to school I'll listen to some good musics, and maybe I'll get better then...
I just came here to put those crazy thought that came into my mind...

Have a good night,
Nightingale

P.S. Sorry the bad words today... I didn't wanted.... But is what I'm feeling... you understand right?

Farewell to Love by Michael Drayton (1563 - 1631)

Since there's not help, come let us kiss and part;
Nay, I am done, you get no more of me;
And I am glad, yea, glad with all my heart,
That thus so cleanly I myself can free;
Shake hands for ever, cancel all our vows,
And when we meet at any time again,
Be it not seen in either of our brows
That we, one jot of former love retain.
Now, at the last gasp of love's latest breath,
When his pulse failing, passion speechless lies,
When faith is kneeling by his bed of death,
And innocence is closing up his eyes,
Now, if thou woulds't, when all have given him over,
From death to life Thou might'st him yet recover


Meeting at Night by Robert Browning (1812-1889)
The grey sea and the long black land;
And the yellow half-moon large and low;
And the startled little waves that leap
In fiery ringlets from their sleep,
As I gain the cove with pushing prow,
And quench its speed i' the slushy sand.

Then a mile of warm sea-scented beach;
Three fields to cross till a farm appears;
A tap at the pane, the quick sharp scratch
And blue spurt of a lighted match,
And a voice less loud, thro' its joys and fears,
Than the two hearts beating each to each!

Good night!

Oh... I'm not that good... Yesterday I missed a concert... Classical concert... I'm sad here... My father didn't let me go, and I don't know why.. So the day wasn't good.
A stupid girl says that Apocalyptica isn't a Heavy Metal band... come on! She says is an gothic orchestra... She's completely crazy... That's what I know!
My friends were here yesterday, making the school work with me... Was fun...
Today I watched a beautiful movie called Serendipity... Is lovely... Actually is a romance...Hehehehehehehe... Those romances that we know how is going to end, but we love still... I wish I could live something like that...
It's 00:54... 00:55 now... I have to sleep. Tomorrow I'm going to have launch with my parents and my sister out...
I have to study italian.... I'm completely lost... I have to sleep now... Have lovely dreams... Looking for a 5 dollars note, a book , and the other pair of a glove...

Have a good night sweethearts... 01:07
Nightingale

Listening to: Nightwish - Know why the Nightingale sings?

The Night of the Full Moon
by Lloyd Frankenberg

O come with me into this moonlight world.
The trees are large and soft tonight,
With blossoms loaded soft and white,
A cloud of whiteness furling and unfurled.

The houses give their sounds upon the air
In muted tones and secrecies,
Their lights like laughter through the trees.
The evening breathes its vows into our hair.

The evening puts its lips to throat and brow
And swears what it has sworn before
To others and will swear to more.
The evening has its arms around us now.


Good night my sweethearts...

Here I am... with no sleep... It's 23:00... And I have to sleep early 'cause tomorrow I'll have test...The last one for this month! Thank God! Finally.
I slept all afternoon, that's why I'm not sleepy. But I'll finish here and I'll go to bed.
I putted this poem, 'cause I really love the night. And today I wanted to put something about it.
Today my tests were good... Not awesome, but good... As always. Tomorrow I'll have italian class. Tday I studied a little bit. Answered the quastions of the activity and looked in the internet the website I found about he language.
I've already choose my dress to the party. Natasha came today to help me. From 80 dresses, it's only 4 now.
I start to get sleep...
The end of the year is already coming!!! My birthday, Christmas, new year!!! Yeahhhh!
I gotta go now....! Sleep... 0

Best wishes,
Nightingale singing for the night...

Listening to: M.B. - Apocalyptica

Know Why The Nightingale Sings? - Nightwish (Tuomas Holopainen)

What does the free fall feel like?
Asks the boy with a spark in his eye
Know why the nightingale sings
Is the answer to everything

Taking a step to the world unbound
Spinning my fantasies all around
Freed from the gravital leash
I swear the heaven's in my reach

Dancing with the spirit of the air
In this ocean so so open and fair
Making love to the gods above
On my maiden voyage so bold

Landing safely to the blue lagoon
Don't know if this is the earth or the moon
Joy of living is no more a mask
The Eden I found will forever last

Migrating with the geese
My soul has finally found peace
Doesn't matter that man has no wings
As long as I hear the nightingale sing...


Good morning.

My God... With 3 tests tomorrow, and I'm not studying... Great! Hehehehehe... Reni told be I have all day to study and clean my bedroom (is a mess!)...
I was listening Nightwish yesterday (actually this morning)... Oceanborn... I remember the time I used to stay late at night in the internet talking to Rapha...
My birthday is coming... I have to organize everything with my mother...
I don't have a lot of thing to say today... So I gotta go...

Best Wishes,
Nightingale

Perché ho voglia di un amore vero senza te...

Strani Amori
Laura Pausini
Composição: A. Valsiglio/ R. Buti/ Cheope/ M. Marati

Mi dispiace devo andare via
Ma sapevo che era una bugia
Quanto tempo perso dietro a lui
Che promette e poi non cambia mai
Strani amori mettono nei guai
Ma, in realtà, siamo noi
E lo aspetti ad un telefono
Litigando che sia libero
con il cuore nel lo stomaco
Un gomitolo nell’angolo
Lì da solo, dentro un brivido
Ma perché lui non c’è
E sono strani amori che
Fanno crescere e sorridere Tra le lacrime
Quante pagine lì da scrivere
Sogni e lividi da dividere
Sono amori che spesso a questa età
Si confondono dentro a quest’anima
Che si interroga senza decidere
Se è un amore che fa per noi
E quante notti perse a piangere
Rileggendo quelle lettere
Che non riesci più a buttare via
Dal labirinto della nostalgia
Grandi amori che finiscono
Ma perché restano nel cuore
Strani amori che vanno e vengono
Nei pensieri che lì nascondono
Storie vere che ci appartengono
Ma si lasciano come noi
Strani amori fragili
Prigionieri, liberi
Strani amori mettono nei guai
Ma, in realtà, siamo noi
Strani amori fragili
Prigionieri, liberi
Strani amori che non sanno vivere
E si perdono dentro noi
Mi dispiace devo andare via
Questa volta l’ho promesso a me
Perché ho voglia di un amore vero
Senza te

Tradução

Strani Amori (tradução)
Laura Pausini

Eu sinto muito ter que ir embora
Mas eu soube que era uma mentira
Quanto tempo perdido atrás dele
Que promessas, então nunca mudam
Estranhos amores... que põem dificuldades
Mas na realidade, nós somos nós
E eu espero por uma chamada " Disputando liberdade "
Com o coração no estômago (com ansiedade)
Um novelo enrolando num canto
Lá dentro só um calafrio
Mas por que, "ele"(amor) não há, e nós somos
Estranhos amores que fazem crescer
Um sorriso entre as lágrimas
Quanta páginas à escrever, Sonhos lívidos, dividir
Eles são amores que freqüentemente nesta idade
Confundido na alma se questiona sem decidir se é um amor que "faz por nós"
E quanta noites perdidas eu chorei
Relendo essas cartas
E não sucede jogando fora mais
No labirinto da nostalgia
Grandes amores... que encerraram
Mas por que, isto permanece no coração,
Estranhos amores que vão e vêm
Nos pensamentos dos que escondem
Verdadeiras histórias que nos pertencem
Mas "estão partidos", como nós
Seus estranhos amores, frágeis
Prisioneiro, livre (caract. de diversos amores)
Estranhos amores... que põem em dificuldades (a relação)
Mas em realidade, somos nós
Estranhos amores que freqüentemente nesta idade
Estão confusos na alma
Estranhos amores... isso põem dificuldades
Mas é perdoado, como nós
Estranhos amores que vão e vêm
Verdadeiras histórias que nos pertencem
Seus estranhos amores,
Prisioneiro, livre......
Estranhos amores que não sabem viver
E é perdoado dentro de nós
Me desculpe por ir embora
Desta vez eu prometi a mim,
Porque eu quero um verdadeiro amor
Sem você.

Good morning (coming from tests)

Thank God, I won't have test this week anymore! Only next week, Monday and Tuesday. Today I had physics, portuguese and spanish... Spanish was great... Portuguese and Physiscs was... good... so so...
This song is beautiful! I listened yesterday in my italian class... Beautiful... I wrote a poem... After I'll put here. It's sad and lovely. The ideas came to my mind after listen to this song. For me is too sad... Is about a farewell... About someone you can't forget... A love you hadn't have but you suffered with it... You'll see... Wait...
I have dishes to do... A bedroom to clean... I have to go... Hheheheheheheheeh... At night my friend to study Math with me... Is horrible!

Best wishes,
Bru... ops again... Nightingale


Listening: Le cose che vivi - Laura Pausini

Quem aquecerá meu coração já congelado?

Tempestade da noite... - Eu...

Em uma rocha no meio do oceano
É ali onde canto.
Para o extenso mar que vejo,
Para a forte tempestade vir.

As sereias sussurram as melodias,
A lua cheia ilumina as águas calmas.
As ondas tocam a areia fina,
A espuma desenha o amor...

O vento toca meu corpo,
me traz sonhos,
beijos...
Quem aquecerá meu coração já congelado no meio da tempestade noturna?

Visto-me de branco,
e comemoro a tempestade a vir,
as ondas namorarem a praia,
e o canto da noite...

Boa noite.

Hoje o post será em português. Com um poema meu...Creio que será rapido, já que infelizmente amanhã terei aula, e quero dormir cedo... O feriadão foi bom. Tanto que queria mais... Terça feira já começam provas. O que é horrível. Amanhã é aniversário da Natasha, mas foi ontem que comemoramos (toda a galera) no Piano. Foi muito engraçado! Conhecemos um cara lá na pracinha, enquando a chuva caia forte na praia. Foi de onde começou o poema que aqui escrevi. O cara era bem legal, resenha...
Só hoje vim me lembrar que tinha atividade de química e matemática. Só fiz a de química, porque prova de matemática, só no sábado. Química é terça feira. Estou perdida em física. Perdida mesmo. Espero que tudo se esclareça amanhã de manhã, porque se eu for para a aula extra amanhã de tarde, não vai dar tempo de estudar as outras matérias, e na terça não vai dar tempo de estudar por causa do meu italiano.
Uma amizade acabou esta semana... Se esta pessoa não quer aceitar e tentar mudar seus erros (ou então se explicar), nada posso fazer! Desejo felicidades e sorte...

Tenho que ir.

Beijos de um coração congelado,
Nightingale.

Escutando: A return to the sea - Nightwish