[Q1.2/o1] Toquinho

- AQUARELA -

Numa folha qualquer eu desenho um sol amarelo
E com cinco ou seis retas é fácil fazer um castelo
Corro o lápis em torno da mão e me dou uma luva
E se faço chover com dois riscos tenho um guarda-chuva
Se um pinguinho de tinta cai num pedacinho azul do papel
Num instante imagino uma linda gaivota a voar no céu

Vai voando contornando
A imensa curva norte sul
Vou com ela viajando
Havaí, Pequim ou Istambul

Pinto um barco a vela branco navegando
é tanto céu e mar num beijo azul
Entre as nuvens vem surgindo
Um lindo avião rosa e grená
Tudo em volta colorindo
Com suas luzes a piscar
Basta imaginar e ele está partindo
Sereno indo
E se a gente quiser
Ele vai pousar

Numa folha qualquer eu desenho um navio de partida
Com alguns bons amigos, bebendo de bem com a vida
De uma América à outra consigo passar num segundo
Giro um simples compasso e num círculo eu faço o mundo
Um menino caminha e caminhando chega no muro
E ali logo em frente a esperar pela gente o futuro está

E o futuro é uma astronave
Que tentamos pilotar
Não tem tempo nem piedade
Nem tem hora de chegar
Sem pedir licença muda nossa vida
E depois convida a rir ou chorar
Nessa estrada não nos cabe
Conhecer ou ver o que virá
O fim dela ninguém sabe
Bem ao certo onde vai dar

Vamos todos numa linda passarela
De uma aquarela que um dia enfim
Descolorirá

Numa folha qualquer eu desenho um sol amarelo
Que descolorirá
E com cinco ou seis retas é fácil fazer um castelo
Que descolorirá
Giro um simples compasso e num círculo eu faço o mundo
Que descolorirá

in Aquarela, Aquarela - 1983

[Q1.3/o1] Depeche Mode

- EVERYTHING COUNTS -

The handshake
Seals the contract
From the contract
There's no turning back
The turning point
Of a career
In Korea, being insincere
The holiday
Was fun packed
The contract
Still intact

The grabbing hands
Grab all they can
All for themselves
After all

It's a competitive world
Everything counts in large amounts

The graph
On the wall
Tells the story
Of it all
Picture it now
See just how
The lies and deceit
Gained a little more power
Confidence
Taken in
By a sun tan
And a grin

The grabbing hands
Grab all they can
All for themselves
After all

It's a competitive world
Everything counts in large amounts

The grabbing hands
Grab all they can
Everything counts in large amounts

in Construction Time Again, Depeche Mode - 1983

[Q2.3/o1] Manic Street Preachers

- MOTORCYCLE EMPTINESS -

Culture sucks down words
Itemise loathing and feed yourself smiles
Organise your safe tribal war
Hurt maim kill and enslave the ghetto

Each day living out a lie
Life sold cheaply forever, ever, ever

Under neon loneliness motorcycle emptiness
Under neon loneliness motorcycle emptiness

Life lies a slow suicide
Orthodox dreams and symbolic myths
From feudal serf to spender
This wonderful world of purchase power

Just like lungs sucking on air
Survivals natural as sorrow, sorrow, sorrow

Under neon loneliness motorcycle emptiness
Under neon loneliness motorcycle emptiness

All we want from you are the kicks youve given us
All we want from you are the kicks youve given us
All we want from you are the kicks youve given us
All we want from you are the kicks youve given us

Under neon loneliness motorcycle emptiness
Under neon loneliness motorcycle emptiness

Drive away and its the same
Everywhere death row, everyones a victim
Your joys are counterfeit
This happiness corrupt political shit

Living life like a comatose
Ego loaded and swallow, swallow, swallow

Under neon loneliness motorcycle emptiness
Under neon loneliness motorcycle emptiness
Under neon loneliness motorcycle emptiness
Under neon loneliness everlasting nothingness

in Generation Terrorists, Manic Street Preachers - 1992

[Q2.2/o1] Ella Baila Sola

- LO ECHAMOS A SUERTES -

¿Por qué ya no me baila un gusano en la tripa
cuando suena el teléfono y escucho su voz?
¿Por qué no me arreglé para la última cita
y no usé su perfume, ni me puse tacón?

Será que la rutina ha sido más más fuerte,
se han ido la ilusión y las ganas de verte,
pero me cuesta tanto decirlo a la cara...
Aguanto un poco más o ¿lo echamos a suertes?,
lo echamos a suertes.

¿Por qué ya no es mi tipo, por qué no es lo de siempre
cuando quedamos juntos y nos vamos a un bar?
¿Por qué ahora necesito estar con mucha gente
y cuando estamos solos no le quiero besar?

Será que nuestra vida ya no es diferente,
hacemos todo igual que el resto de la gente,
pero me cuesta tanto decirlo a la cara...
Aguanto un poco más o ¿lo echamos a suertes?,
lo echamos a suertes.

in Ella Baila Sola, Ella Baila Sola - 1996

[Q3.2/o1] Balla

- OUTRO FUTURO -

Eu nunca tentei
Eu nunca escondi
Eu nunca te amei
Eu nunca deixei
Mas nunca por ti
Nunca antevi
Nunca fiquei
A um passo de ti
Nunca me afastei
Para fora e nos vi
Para ver o quão longe
Estava de ti


Eu nunca dei um passo atrás
Que não fosse capaz
De um dia o emendar
Sonhar com outro futuro
Muito menos duro
Que nos ponha a brilhar

Eu nunca tentei
Eu nunca escondi
Eu nunca te amei
Eu nunca deixei
Mas nunca por ti
Nunca antevi
Nunca fiquei
A um passo de ti
Nunca me afastei
Para fora e nos vi
Para ver o quão longe
Estava de ti

Eu nunca dei um passo atrás
Que não fosse capaz
De um dia o emendar
Sonhar com outro futuro
Muito menos duro
Que nos ponha a brilhar

Dura um momento
Mas está bem
Não pertence a mais ninguém

Eu nunca dei um passo atrás
Que não fosse capaz
De um dia o emendar
Sonhar com outro futuro
Muito menos duro
Que nos ponha a brilhar

Querer dar mais um passo
Sem temer o fracasso
E por fim me entregar
Pressinto uma calma estranha
Que em mim se entranha
E deixa me descansar

Eu nunca dei um passo atrás
Que não fosse capaz
De um dia o emendar
Sonhar com outro futuro
Muito menos duro
Que nos ponha a brilhar

Querer dar mais um passo
Sem temer o fracasso
E por fim me entregar
Pressinto uma calma estranha
Que em mim se entranha
E deixa me descansar

Eu nunca dei um passo atrás
Que não fosse capaz
De um dia o emendar
Sonhar com outro futuro
Muito menos duro
Que nos ponha a brilhar

in A Grande Mentira, Balla - 2006

[Q3.3/o1] Morrisey

- FIRST OF THE GANG TO DIE -

You have never been in love,
Until you've seen the stars,
reflect in the resevoirs

And you have never been in love,
Until you've seen the dawn rise,
behind the home for the blind

We are the pretty petty thieves,
And you're standing on our street..

...where Hector was the first of the gang
with a gun in his hand
and the first to do time
the first of the gang to die. Oh my.
Hector was the first of the gang
with a gun in his hand
and the first to do time
the first of the gang to die. Oh my.

You have never been in love,
Until you've seen the sunlight thrown
over smashed human bones

We are the pretty petty thieves,
And you're standing on our street..

...where Hector was the first of the gang
with a gun in his hand
and the first to do time
the first of the gang to die. Such a silly boy.
Hector was the first of the gang
with a gun in his hand
and a bullet in his gullet
and the first lost lad to go under the sod.


And he stole from the rich and the poor
and the not-very-rich and the very poor
and he stole all hearts away
he stole all hearts away
he stole all hearts away
he stole all hearts away

in You Are The Quarry, Morrisey - 2004

[Q3.2/o2] Josh Rouse

- QUIET TOWN -

I know somewhere there is a party going down.
Interesting people; conversation to be found.
I've lived in cities where there is no solid tune,
made some friends there that I hope I'll never lose.
But, for now, I want to stay in this quiet town.
The neighbors on my block, they've got stories to tell.
"This is the grocery who once was a hotel."
"And Mr. Driscoll, he just stands there with his smile,
inviting everyone he sees to come inside."
This is the life I want to live in a quiet town.

OoO, sometimes I miss the shows I loved a long time ago.
OoO, sometimes I miss the shows I loved a long time ago.
Come Sunday morning there's a market on the square.
Children are playing, bells are ringing in the air.
Old men are drinking, it's a lazy afternoon;
content with thinking that there is nothing to do.
So for now, I'm gonna stay in this quiet town.
In this quiet town.
In this quiet town.

in Subtitulo, Josh Rouse - 2006

[Q3.2/o1] The Magic Numbers

- LOVE'S A GAME -

Oh, maybe I think maybe I don't
Maybe I will maybe I won't
Find my way this time
I hear you're calling me soon

One of these days
Some of these days, and somebody pays
It happens all the time
I'll believing, believing you wanted me to

And maybe I'm a fool for walking in line
And maybe I should have tried to leave this time
I'm an honest mistake that you made
Did you mean to?
Did you mean?
Oh, did you mean?

Love is just a game
Broken all the same
And I will get over you
Love is just a lie
Happens all the time
Swear I know this much is true

Oh, and they coloured you up
They coloured you down, they coloured you in
And I've been waiting so long
To take you home

And maybe I think, maybe I don't
Maybe I will, maybe I won't
Find my way tonight
But I hear you're calling me soon

And maybe I'm a fool for walking in line
And maybe I should have tried to leave this time
I'm an honest mistake that you made
Did you mean to?
Did you mean?
Oh, did you mean?

Love is just a game
Broken all the same
And I will get over you
Love is just a lie
Happens all the time
Swear I know this much is true

And maybe I'm a fool for walking in line
And maybe I should have tried to leave this time
I'm an honest mistake that you made
Did you mean to?
Did you mean?
Oh, did you mean?

Love is just a game
Broken all the same
And I will get over you
Love is just a lie
Happens all the time
Swear I know this much is true

in The Magic Numbers, The Magic Numbers - 2005

[Q3.2/o1] Green Day

- WAKE ME UP WHEN SEPTEMBER ENDS -

Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
wake me up when september ends

like my fathers come to pass
seven years has gone so fast
wake me up when september ends

here comes the rain again
falling from the stars
drenched in my pain again
becoming who we are

as my memory rests
but never forgets what I lost
wake me up when september ends

summer has come and passed
the innocent can never last
wake me up when september ends

ring out the bells again
like we did when spring began
wake me up when september ends

here comes the rain again
falling from the stars
drenched in my pain again
becoming who we are

as my memory rests
but never forgets what I lost
wake me up when september ends

Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
wake me up when september ends

like my father's come to pass
twenty years has gone so fast
wake me up when september ends
wake me up when september ends
wake me up when september ends

in American Idiot, Green Day - 2004

[Q1.1/o1] Alphaville

- FOREVER YOUNG -

Lets dance in style, lets dance for a while
Heaven can wait were only watching the skies
Hoping for the best but expecting the worst
Are you going to drop the bomb or not?

Let us die young or let us live forever
We dont have the power but we never say never
Sitting in a sandpit, life is a short trip
The musics for the sad men

Can you imagine when this race is won
Turn our golden faces into the sun
Praising our leaders were getting in tune
The musics played by the madmen

Forever young, I want to be forever young
Do you really want to live forever, forever and ever

Some are like water, some are like the heat
Some are a melody and some are the beat
Sooner or later they all will be gone
Why dont they stay young

Its so hard to get old without a cause
I dont want to perish like a fading horse
Youth is like diamonds in the sun
And dimonds are forever

So many adventures couldnt happen today
So many songs we forgot to play
So many dreams are swinging out of the blue
We let them come true

in Forever Young, Alphaville - 1984