Wesley Safadão e Aldair Playboy ft. Kevinho – Amor Falso

AMOR FALSO
Walber Cássio / MC Rogerinho / Felipe Ennzo

Abre o jogo, acabou
Pra quê esconder esse falso amor?
Eu confiei, me entreguei
Meu coração logo se machucou

Noite do meu lado
Fico aqui imaginando
Mas como pude cair
Nessa farsa de amor?

Parabéns pra você
Que me fez entender
Que minha paixão não é você
Obrigado
Por demonstrar esse amor falso

Parabéns pra você
Que me fez entender
Que minha paixão não é você
Obrigado
Por demonstrar esse amor falso

 

Bizarra Locomotiva – Mortuário (Ao vivo no Coliseu)

Mortuário

O rancor chegou
No vazio das mãos
No derradeiro ecoar dos sentidos

Rogo-te a desgraça
Rogo-te o fulgôr
Em furiosos jactos na tua boca erguida

Deito-me nas costas do arrependimento
Cansado de ser evocado

Eunuco sugo a luxúria frívola
Reveladamente diante malícia
Do coaxar das carnes

Tu eu
Pele na pele
Contemplados na seiva doce
Tu eu
Pele na pele
Na chaga viva encrostados

Arrancas-me o caule
Murcho no caminho
Dos tumultos na garganta ensanguentada

Ferozes dentes
Serram à dentada
Aquedutos de esperma na gruta mortuária

Deito-me nas costas do arrependimento
Cansado de ser evocado

Eunuco sugo a luxúria frívola
Reveladamente diante malícia
Do coaxar das carnes

Tu eu
Pele na pele
Contemplados na seiva doce
Tu eu
Pele na pele
Na chaga viva encrostados

 

HIM – Into The Night

Trapped in autumn, buried beneath the leaves
To the echo of the summer softly weeping
Sinking further in this seminary sea
Painting pain with pastels through her cemetery eyes

[Chorus:]
Into the night we ride, scars wide open
Into the night, you and I torn and broken
Bleed into the night

Blinded by the sun’s brightest rays
Lading you two from the sharpened razor blades
Side by side; darkness and light
Play their game so unafraid, their heartbeats synchronized

[Chorus:]
Into the night we ride, scars wide open
Into the night, you and I torn and broken
Bleed into the night and I’ll meet you there

Waiting for the world to end
Oh let it end again

[Chorus:]
Into the night we ride, scars wide open
Into the night, you and I torn and broken
Bleed into the night, arms wide open

 

IAMX – “I Come With Knives”

Lyrics:

The paradox of our minds
Too much to believe, too much to deny
You fool me again to quiet my pride
But I’m a human, I come with knives

I never promised you an open heart or charity
I never wanted to abuse your imagination

I come with knives
I come with knives
And agony
To love you

The monotony
And the rising tide
Is under my skin, is crawling inside
Adrenalin to rewire my mind
I’m only human, I come with knives

(Kinder und Sterne küssen und verlieren sich
Greifen leise meine Hand und führen mich
Die Traumgötter brachten mich in eine Landschaft
Schmetterlinge flatterten durch meine Seele
In der Mitternacht)

© & ℗ IAMX Productions Inc. 2013

 

Diamanda Galas – Si la muerte

 Album: Malediction & Prayer
 Si la muerte
 Si la muerte viene y pregunta por mí
Haga el favor
De decirle que vuelva mañana
Que todavía no han cancelado mis deudas
Ni her terminado un poema
Ni he ordenado mi ropa para el viaje
Ni he llevado a su destino el encargo ajeno
 Ni he echado llave en mis gavetas
 Ni he dicho lo que debía decir a los amigos
Ni he sentido el olor de la rosa
Que no ha nacido
Ni he desenterrado mis raíces
Ni he escrito una carta pendiente
Que ni siquiera me he lavado las manos
Ni he conocido un hijo
Ni he emprendido caminatas en paises desconocidos
Ni conozco los siete velos del mar (Ni la canción del marino)
 Si la muerte vieniera
Diga por favor que estoy enterado
Que me haga una espera
Que no le he dado a mi novia ni un beso de despedida
Que no he repartido mi mano con las de la familia
Ni he desempolvado los libros
Ni he silvado la canción preferida
Ni me he reconciliado con los enemigos
(Digale que no he probado el suicidio,
Ni he visto libre a mi gente)
 Dígale, si quiere, que vuelva mañana
Que no es que le tema pero, ni siquiera…
Dígale, si quiere, que vuelva mañana
 Que no es que le tema pero, ni siquiera…
Dígale, si quiere, que vuelva mañana
Que no es que le tema pero, ni siquiera…
Dígale, si quiere, que vuelva mañana
Que no es que le tema pero, ni siquiera…
He empezado a andar el camino.

 If Death If death comes and asks for me
Do me a favor
And tell it to come back tomorrow
Because my debts haven’t been canceled
Nor have I finished a poem
Nor have I arranged my clothes for the trip
Nor have I delivered a package
Nor have I locked my drawers
 Nor have I told my friends what I have to tell them
Nor have I felt the scent of an unborn rose
Nor have I dug up my roots
Nor have I written an overdue letter
Because I haven’t even washed my hands
Nor have I met a son
Nor have I walked through unknown countries
 Nor do I know the sea’s seven sails (Nor the sailor’s song) If death should come
Tell it please that I’m aware
That it has to wait
 Because haven’t kissed my girlfriend goodbye
 Because I haven’t shaken hands with my family
Nor have I blew the dust off my books
Nor have I whistled my favorite song
Nor have I reconciled with my enemies (Tell it I haven’t tried suicide,
Nor have I seen my people free)
 Tell it, if you want, to come back tomorrow
 Because it’s not that I’m afraid, but I haven’t even…
Tell it, if you want, to come back tomorrow
 Because it’s not that I’m afraid, but I haven’t even…
Tell it, if you want, to come back tomorrow
Because it’s not that I’m afraid, but I haven’t even…
 Tell it, if you want, to come back tomorrow
Because it’s not that I’m afraid, but I haven’t even…
 Started to walk my path.