Mojo Pin

Uh-uh, ah-ah, ah, uh-uh
Oh-oh, ah-ah, ah-ah
Uh, uh-uh, uh, uh
Oh-oh, uh-uh

I'm lying in my bed
The blanket is warm
This body will never be safe from harm
Still feel your hair, black ribbons of coal
Touch my skin to keep me whole

Oh, if only you'd come back to me
If you laid at my side
Wouldn't need no mojo pin
To keep me satisfied

Don't want to weep for you
Don't want to know
I'm blind and tortured, the white horses flow
The memories fire
The rhythms fall slow
Black beauty, I love you so

Oh, precious, precious silver and gold
And pearls in oyster's flesh
Drop down we two to serve and pray to love
Born again from the rhythm
Screaming down from heaven
Ageless, ageless, I'm there in your arms

Don't want to weep for you
I don't want to know
I'm blind and tortured, the white horses flow
The memories fire
The rhythms fall slow
Black beauty, I love you so
So, so, so
So

Oh, the welts of your scorn, my love, give me more
Send whips of opinion down my back, give me more
Well it's you I've waited my life to see
It's you I've searched so hard for

Don't want to weep for you
Don't want to know
I'm blind and tortured, the white horses flow
The memories fire
The rhythms fall slow
Black beauty, I love you so, so
Black, black, black beauty

Compositores: Gary Michael Lucas / Jeffery Buckley

PJ Harvey - August

Tree-tears vall
Wordle wide
All of us
Cross o'er t'other side
'Vore I leave
Someone please
Love me tender
'Neath the trees

Love me tender
Love me sweet
All memories will fade

Lorn of leaf
Twiddicks sigh
Child
Season mortify

TO LOVE SOMEBODY by Janis Joplin

I Want You (She's So Heavy)

Rachmaninov: The Isle of the Dead, Symphonic poem Op. 29 - Andrew Davis

Lana Del Rey - My Bedroom Is a Sacred Place Now

José Afonso - Cantares de José Afonso [1964, EP]

Lauryn Hill - Ex-Factor

Lauryn Hill, live in Tokyo, 1999
Yo, y-yo, yo, y-yo
Yo, uh, yo, y-yo, yo, y-yo

It could all be so simple (ba-ba-ba-baby, baby, baby)
But you'd rather make it hard (huh, uh)
Loving you is like a battle (it's like a battle)
And we both end up with scars

Tell me who I have to be (who I have to be)
To get some reciprocity
See, no one loves you more than me (more than me)
And no one ever will (no one ever will, yeah)

Is this just a silly game (silly game)
That forces you to act this way? (to act this way)
Forces you to scream my name
Then pretend that you can't stay (yeah)

Tell me, who I have to be (I know what we gotta do)
To get some reciprocity
See, no one loves you more than me
And no one ever will

No matter how I think we grow
You always seem to let me know
It ain't working (it ain't working, no), it ain't working
And when I try to walk away
You'd hurt yourself to make me stay
This is crazy, this is crazy (oh, this is crazy, uh-huh)

I keep letting you back in (you back in)
How can I explain myself? (I don't understand why)
As painful as this thing has been
I just can't be with no one else

See I know what we've got to do (yeah)
You let go (you let go), and I'll let go too (and I'll let go)
'Cause no one's hurt me more than you
And no one ever will

No matter how I think we grow
You always seem to let me know
It ain't working (it ain't working), it ain't working (it ain't working)
And when I try to walk away
You'd hurt yourself to make me stay
This is crazy (this is crazy), this is crazy (this is crazy)

Care for me, care for me
I know you care for me
(There) There for me, there for me
Said you'd be there for me
(Cry) Cry for me, cry for me
You said you'd die for me
(Give) Give to me, give to me
Why won't you live for me?
(Care) Care for me, care for me
You said you'd care for me
(There) There for me, there for me
Said you'd be there for me
(Cry) Cry for me, cry for me
You said you'd die for me
(Give) Give to me, give to me
Why won't you live for me?

Take it down now
(Cry) Take it down now
(Give) Take it down now
(Care) Take it down now
(There) Take it down now
(Cry) Take it down, take it down for now
(Give)

Compositores: C. Woods / D. Coles / G. Grice / L. Hawkins / C. Smith / R. Diggs / R. Jones / J. Hunter / Lauryn Hill / M. Hamlisch / M. Bergman / A. Bergman

Lena d'Água - eu não me entendo

Wolf Alice - Wicked Game

The world was on fire and no one could save me but you

It's strange what desire will make foolish people do
I never dreamed that I'd meet somebody like you
And I never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like you

No, I don't wanna fall in love (this world is only gonna break your heart)
No, I don't wanna fall in love (this world is only gonna break your heart)
With you
With you
(This world is only gonna break your heart)

What a wicked game you play, to make me feel this way
What a wicked thing to do, to let me dream of you
What a wicked thing to say, you never felt this way
What a wicked thing to do, to make me dream of you

And I don't wanna fall in love (this world is only gonna break your heart)
No, I don't wanna fall in love (this world is only gonna break your heart)
With you

The world was on fire and no one could save me but you
It's strange what desire will make foolish people do
I never dreamed that I'd love somebody like you
And I never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like you

No, I don't wanna fall in love (this world is only gonna break your heart)
No, I don't wanna fall in love (this world is only gonna break your heart)
With you (this world is only gonna break your heart)
With you
(This world is only gonna break your heart)

No, I (this world is only gonna break your heart)
(This world is only gonna break your heart)

Nobody loves no one~

Compositores: Chris Isaak

MADREDEUS - O Pastor

Will Not Make Any More Boring Art (1971)

Grão Da Mesma Mó

Não sei se estão a ver aqueles dias em que não
acontece nada, a não ser o que o que aconteceu e não aconteceu
E do nada há uma luz que se acende.
Não se sabe se vem de fora ou se de dentro, apareceu

E dentro da porção da tua vida, é a ti
que cabe o não trocar nenhum futuro pelo presente
O fazer face à face que se teve até ali
Ausente presente

Vê lá o que fazes, há
tanto a fazer
Fazes que fazes
Ou pões sementes a crescer?

Precisas de água, a
Terra também
Ventos cruzados
E o sol e a chuva que os detém

Vivida a planta
Refeita a casa
É espaço em branco
Tempo de o escrever
E abrir asa

E a linha funda, na
palma da mão
Desenha o tempo então

Mas há linhas de água que cruzas sem sequer notares, e
oh, estás no deserto e talvez no oásis, se o olhares
E não há mal e não há bem que não te venha incomodar
Vale esse valor? É para vender ou comprar?

Mas hoje, questões éticas? Agora? Por favor...
Que te iam prescrever a tal receita para a dor
Vais ter que reciclar o muito frio e o muito quente
Ausente presente

Vê lá o que fazes, há
tanto a fazer
Fazes que fazes
Ou pões sementes a crescer?

E a linha funda, na
palma da mão
Desenha o tempo então

'Um curto espaço de tempo'
Vais preenchê-lo com o frio da morte morrida
Ou o calor da vida vivida?
Não queiras ser nem um exemplo, nem um mau exemplo, por si só
Há dias em que é grão da mesma mó

E a senha já tirada, já tardia do doente
Dez lugares atrás, e pouco a pouco, à frente
E cada um falar-te das histórias da sua vida
Feliz, dorida

Vê lá o que fazes, há
tanto a fazer
Fazes que fazes
Ou pões sementes a crescer?

Precisas de água, a
Terra também
Ventos cruzados
E o sol e a chuva que os detém

Vivida a planta
Refeita a casa
É espaço em branco
Tempo de o escrever
E abrir asa

E a linha funda, na
palma da mão
Desenha o tempo então

E explicaram-te em botânica, uma espécie que não muda
a flor do fatalismo, está feito
E se até dá jeito alterar só por hoje o amanhã
Melhor é transfigurar
o amanhã com todo o hoje

E as palavras tornam-se esparsas
Assumes
Fazes que disfarças
Escolhes paixões, ciúmes
Tragédias e farsas
E faças o que faças
Por vales e cumes
Encontras-te a sós, só
Grão a grão acompanhado e só
Grão da mesma mó
Grão da mesma mó

Compositores: Sergio de Barros Godinho / David Fonseca

Letras de Grão Da Mesma Mó © Emi Music Publishing Portugal Edicoes Musicai