Hometown Glory

Voz e piano - a única que sei tocar e cantar por enquanto... =)

Hometown Glory - Adele
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Melodia Sentimental e uma velharia

Algumas coisas sempre saem melhores que outras...

Melodia Sentimental (Villa Lobos) no sarau do Conservatório Villa Mariana. Professora Maria Lúcia no piano - 2011. Momento Lili no erudito =D

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5OA7frcaP98&feature=youtu.be

Anywhere (Evanescence) em algum momento de 2007. Era um projeto muito legal (voz, violoncelo e guitarra/violão), mas ficamos somente com essa gravação tosca de um ensaio qualquer...

Tosca e cheia de erros...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GJqJ_IF5Il4&feature=youtu.be

Sim, os vídeos são só audio e a foto não muda! =D

Forgotten lovers

He said to her
"Dream and I`ll built it"
But time took this moment from reality
And dropped it to memory

She had to hear
She wasn`t perfect
But he loved her imperfection
Even if it hurt her

Desire
There`s nothing stronger than desire

They fighted to have
Just one or two minuts with each other
Now every second is a moment
Of eternity in memory

And what came dressed as a teenage crush
It was kept in a small music box
And now Turned into a heavy chest
Forgotten in the bottom of a well

Too deep to look inside

Desire
There`s nothing stronger than desire

It`s all forgotten
Sadly forgotten
It`s all forgotten
Sadly forgotten

all laugh
all fights
all declarations of love
all secret meetings
all love

Saddly forgotten in the deeps of memory

Black wing day

I give up the noble art of prudence
I don't want to be the puppet
Of absolute truths
Of expected behaviors

Because it made ​​me be where I am
Stuck in a time that does not belong to me
Attached to something that I bought by illusion

I'll stop waiting for the golden opportunity
Because that's what everyone does
Because that's what fools do
And wait just makes me wither

I'll stop trying to convince myself
Something that now I hate
I'll stop trying to convince me
That I am something different from me

Let me fall into the hole, Mr. Rabbit
I promise I'll believe anything
No one else will take my truth
Or tear my beliefs

Maybe if I break a glass
And smash it five times
The blood turns into water
And the cup back to its original shape

Back to the beginning
Sounds simple
But it is not

I'll stop trying to convince myself
Something that now I hate
I'll stop trying to convince me
That I am something different from me

Face in the poster

(Felizinha...)

Jump out of the bus
To do something fun
I'm just trying to relax
Is there anything to eat?

Don's cross the street
The cars are moving so fast
May I be as fast as they?

Come with me
Let's try some new clothes
You'll probably look great on it
But can you pay?

Dance across the street
You can be as fast as you want
Shall we dance tonight?

But who's that guy in the poster?
Oh! So complicated...

I'll tell you just once
It's your face in there
(Just) don't waste your time
And assume your faith

Play, one, two, three
Notes in your guitar
You know how to feel
Is there anybody listening?

Sing along the street
The cars will stop to hear you
May I be a rockstar?

But who's that guy in the poster?
Oh! So complicated...

I'll tell you just once
It's your face in there
(Just) don't waste your time
And be who you gotta be

I'll tell you just once
It's your face in there
(Just) don't waste your time
And be who you really are

Medo

(Tensa! Só pq tive um sonho macabro...)

Caminhando pela beira da estrada
A chuva caindo
Sem eira nem beira
Sem saber ao certo o sentido em que seguir
A qualquer momento pode aparecer
O desconhecido
(É o medo)

Andando perto do para peito
Barulhos caóticos (vertigem)
Olhando de um lado ao outro
Tentando não olhar para baixo
A qualquer momento posso cair
No infinito
(É o medo)

É o medo (que nos deixa levar)
É o medo
É o medo (me deixa sair)
É o medo (eu só quero sumir)

De que adianta chegar às 9
Saber o caminho
Tomar cuidado
Olhar para os dois lados
Sorrir, interagir, interpretar

De que adianta levar a bússola
Arrumar a mala
Se esforçar
Cair, levantar e continuar
Se no fundo o que move é o medo
E a estranha vontade de às vezes
Simplesmente sumir

Missing girl

There was a girl
She used to smile
In the way she was
She used to smile
All the time

She used to love wearing jeans
Because she only could wear that on weekends
And she tried to go once in a month
Listen to some music in the museum

If nobody wanted to go with her
It was ok
She would went happilly alone
And smiling

There was a girl
She used to smile
In the way she was
She used to smile
All the time

She used to go visit her grandma
During lunch break
And she loved to feel the wind
From the bus windows

There wasn`t nothing better than
go out an realize it was still day
And the sun would still be on her way
Even if she went in the wrong direction
That would make her still be smiling

There was a girl
She used to smile
In the way she was
She used to smile
All the time

She dreamed to travel
During the night to new places
And coming back in the morning
Telling great stories

But people laughed at her
When she asked: " Let`s go?"

One day she went
In the way she dreamed
And when she came back
She told great stories in the morning
To the one`s that laughed at her

There was a girl
She used to smile
In the way she was
She used to smile
All the time

She was perfect

(Gostaria que fosse em inglês, mas não consegui =/)

Preciso saber primeiro
Porque você está comigo
Porque me consome
Não entender
A forma como você me ama

Não duvido do que sentes
Você já provou
Mas o amor não deve machucar
Dessa forma tão direta

O amor deve nos completar
E isso só é possível com ranhuras
que se encaixem

Então porque você me diz que
ela era perfeita?
Então porque você me diz que
ela era perfeita?
Ela era realmente perfeita?
Era?...

Fizemos loucuras
Erros corretos
Que justificam
Nossas trocas de olhares
Olhares eternos

Mas eu desmorono
Quando sinto que
Meus erros
Evidenciam que não sou como ela

E o amor deve nos completar
E isso só é possível com ranhuras
que se encaixem

Então porque você me diz que
ela era perfeita?
Então porque você me diz que
ela era perfeita?
Ela era realmente perfeita?
Era?...

Quero que você me diga, repita isso
Enquanto me abraça
Ou quando sente meu cheiro
E meus lábios
Dizendo da forma mais sincera
Que perfeito é o que sentimos um pelo outro
E como tudo para para nos sentirmos juntos

Então porque você me diz que
ela era perfeita?
Então porque você me diz que
ela era perfeita?
Ela era realmente perfeita?
Era?...

Pena que nunca terei coragem de te dizer: "Então volte pra ela..."

Writing songs and stories

Wake up in a new world
Breath the strange air
Of different people
Of different dreams

Walk through the bushes
Listen to the ladies of the night
Don't run from their voices
You have only one choice

To escape the bonds they created for the innocent
To escape the stories of princesses and villains

Do not let your life pass in front of you
Make it real
Immerse yourself in what really matters
Or just write songs and stories

As you wander through the world
Living a life chosen on a shelf
Some listen
Some change

And these are those who believe
You can do whatever you want
You can be one of them
Or just part of the crowd

To escape your fear of being different
To escape the voice that tells you to dare

Do not let your life pass in front of you
Make it real
Immerse yourself in what really matters
Or just write songs and stories

Once you take a step in the opposite direction
And feel for the first time
What is to be the protagonist of what is written
There won't be return
And you'll start living your true

Do not let your life pass in front of you
Make it real
Immerse yourself in what really matters
Or just write songs and stories