Fuck!! And it feels so good...

"I'm not going down on my knees

Begging you to adore me

Can't you see it's misery

And torture for me

When I'm misunderstood

Try as hard as you can

I've tried as hard as I could

To make you see

How important it is for me

Here is a plea

From my heart to you

Nobody knows me

As well as you do [right this moment, at least]

You know how hard it is for me [excruciating]

To shake the disease

That takes hold of my tongue [and body, and all the external obvious things]

In situations like these

Understand me... [don't think you can]

Understand me... [but no one can]

Understand me... [can you maybe?]

Understand me... [i'll let you try]

Some people have to be

Permanently together

Lovers devoted to each other forever

Now I've got things to do

And I've said before

That I know you have too

When I'm not there

[even while walking through palermo's streets and through the deliciously haunted buildings at night]

In spirit I'll be there

[and so will you somehow]

Here is a plea
From my heart to you
Nobody knows me
As well as you do
You know how hard it is for me
To shake the disease
That takes hold of my tongue
In situations like these

Understand me...

Understand me...

Understand me...
Understand me...

Here is a plea
From my heart to you
Nobody knows me
As well as you do
You know how hard it is for me
To shake the disease
That takes hold of my tongue
In situations like these"

- perdi meu fôlego. Fuck! and i have to admit it. it feels so good. -

E ainda que sem fôlego eu devo admitir que há uma vontade, quase uma necessidade, de usar o pouco de fôlego que ainda me resta para infantilmente berrar.

Pés sutilmente sem encostar o chão.

Cabelos espalhados pelo gramado morno.

Puta que pariu!

Un di, felice, eterea

Alfredo:
Un di, felice, eterea,

Mi balenaste innante,

E da quel dì tremante

Vissi d'ignoto amor.

Di quell'amor ch'e palpito

Dell'universo, Dell'universo intero,

Misterïoso, altero,

Croce e delizia cor.

Misterioso, Misterioso altero,

Croce e delizia al cor.

Violetta:
Ah, se ciò è ver, fuggitemi,

Solo amistade io v'offro:

Amar non so, nè soffro

Un cosï eroico amor.

Io sono franca, ingenua;

Altra cercar dovete;

Non arduo troverete

Dimenticarmi allor.

Alfredo:
That day I've never forgotten,

When I beheld your beauty.

Since that moment I loved you,

Loved and adored from afar.

Hoping for love, love that fills the universe,

Love that inspires radiant dreams of life eternal,

Strangely mysterious,

Shining in golden splendor,

Sorrow, sorrow and rapture,

Sorrow and rapture, rapturous joy!

Violetta:
Love, I fear, can never be.

Friendship is all I can offer.

Since love is pain and torment,

I avoid that strange emotion.

Pleasure is all I ask of life,

Freedom and joy forever!

So you must soon forget me

And find another love.

- porque não escutamos os sinos. não escutamos os sinos enqüanto o dia amanhecia ao lado de fora da janela. enqüanto amanhecíamos ao som de La Traviata. -

E não é que os sinos por mim passaram desapercebidos.

Não se trata de ignorá-los.

Mas que os sinos continuem a tocar, pois eles hão de continuar,

e que os sinos alardeiem o que há para alardear.

Porque os sinos só hão de dobrar amanhã.

O amanhã não é hoje e é do hoje que aprendi a viver.

Hoje.

Eu vivo.

Ao som de Violetta Valéry.

Ao som de La Traviata.

- abra uma gaveta. guarde um registro. porque sempre guardou-se flores secas entre páginas secretas de livros expostos nas estantes. -

the mockery of life... is this the eternal sunshine of the spotless mind?

not at all.

it's not as much spotless as it is directed towards the sun.

but it is impossible not to take it in regard that the shadows appear only because there is sun.