Terça-feira, 2 de Setembro de 2014
I’m an indian
with no land
no horse no home.
Lost between past
and future.
where is my present?

all men are equal
before the eyes of the Great Spirit
where did the white man
learnt the difference ?
we’re all human beings
we all have heads, arms and legs
the only difference is in our souls.
we have the right to be us
we have the right to be different
we have the right to pursuit our destiny
we have the right to be free
we have the right to decide
what’s the best for us and our families.
no one have the right to decide for us.
no one knows what’s the best for us
no culture is better than the other
we all learn from each others
we need one another to grow as
human beings.


I’m an indian
with no land
no horse no home.
Lost between past
and future.
where is my present?


for me there’s only right or wrong
and must say that there are things
you don’t know of us and
there are things you should know about us
if you’d care enough for us
we’re not perfect
you are not perfect
we all do our best to survive
your problems are mine
my problems are yours
we live on the same planet
we all want to be happy
we all want the same things
why don’t we try together
why don’t we find together
the best ways to get
what we want for all of us
why don’t we try
why don’t we learn
the better way
how to survive on the planet
where the Great Spirit put us all?


I’m an indian
with no land
no horse no home.
Lost between past
and future.
where is my present?

why don’t you hear my voice?
why don’t I hear yours?
Together we can build a better world
together we can see clearer
we would all be happier
the difference isn’t in our skin
the difference is in our hearts
the difference is in our intelligence
the difference is in our goals and
the ways we use to get it
just look at me and see
just like I look at you and see
the destiny is in our hands
you have the power and the means
(not all of you)
but we have the wisdom in life
that you should listen to
just feel my heart, just feel my soul
and we’ll all become one.

I’m an indian
with no land
no horse no home.
Lost between past
and future.
But I’m feeling my present!
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publicado por fatimanascimento às 01:08
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Sexta-feira, 25 de Março de 2011

Where does come all the sudden sadness?

 

Why is my heart trumbling and all my body shacking?

 

Where has my quitness gone?

 

I've been  feeling so happy and free

and all the sudden things change.

 

Why are the feelings so light?

publicado por fatimanascimento às 11:06
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Domingo, 4 de Abril de 2010

Are you going somehere?

Yes?!

Where to?

I wanna go with you!

You don't know?

I don't care!

Anywhere is good!

Just go!

I just don't want to stay put!

publicado por fatimanascimento às 21:16
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Quinta-feira, 5 de Novembro de 2009

 

Oh, voice … my dear voice!

I don’t feel you anymore

As I used to before

But we’re still connected.

You’re talking all alone

I can’t keep up with you

And it’s frustrating for me too.

I want to listen to

What your saying                  

But I just can’t do that

Because I’m distracted

Only you know how

I’m still affected

 

Oh voice …. My dear voice!

If you could inspire me

In my sweet living

As I do in my writing

If you could tell me

How I could defend myself

And all of my children

From all of them…

If you could help me

To build a high fence

Where I and my family

Could hide from whom we know

The one who can hurt us all…

Do I make any sense?

 

Oh voice … my dearest voice!

You are speaking so fast

That I can’t follow you

You’ve too many ideas,

What can I do?

 

 

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publicado por fatimanascimento às 22:10
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Oh, voice…my dear voice!

Where are you?

I can’t find you anywhere

Inside of me

And I can hardly bear

Your absence

Where are you hidden?

Why are you so quiet?

What are you so afraid of?

 

 

Oh, voice… my dear voice!

I have to focus on my life now

And  find out real soon

If I do really have a choice

What I can do to defend myself

My kids and my baby

From all of them.

And I pray to God to

Help me to build a high fence

Where I and my family could hide

Mostly from whom we know

Better than anyone else

The one who can deeply hurt us all

Do I make any sense?

I do think so.

 

Oh, voice… my dearest voice!

You speak so fast

That I simply can’t follow you

You have too many ideas

But the present, the future and the past

They’re all mixed up

My worries, my fears, my anxiety

Are so big and frighten

That I can’t find the serenity

to listen carefully.

 

Oh, voice… my sweet voice!

Speak up loud and clear

Because you are, my dear,,

The relief that I feel

Whenever I’m down or happy

I need you so much, my voice,

That I can’t live without you

Anymore, and I want to feel

You, as long as you’re with me

I’m sure that’s also your will

Yes, I know, I can count on you…

 

Oh, voice… my sweet voice!

Beyond this huge problem

There’s only blue sky

A blossom field and a sunny day

All is bright and clear

There’s no more hurt or fear

Then, you can whisper on my ear

All you have to say

To me, before I die. 

 

Oh, voice… my dear voice!

I can’t listen to you now

You talk but I don’t pay

Any attention to you

I’m troubled and confused

And I’ve to figure out

If I do have the choice

And I must know how

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publicado por fatimanascimento às 21:38
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Oh, voice… my dear voice!

I don’t feel you anymore

As I used to, before,

But we’re still connected.

You’re talking all alone

I can’t keep up with you

And that’s frustrating for me too…

I want to listen to

What you’re saying

But I just can’t do that

Because I’m distracted

Only you know how

I’m still  affected…

 

Oh, voice… my voice!

If you could inspire me

In my sweet living

As you do in my writing

If you could tell me

How I could defend myself

And all of my children

From all of them…

If you could help me

To build a high fence

Where I and my family

Could hide from whom we know

The one who can hurt us all…

Do I make any sense?

 

Oh, voice… my dearest voice!

You are speaking so fast

That I can’t follow you

You’ve too many ideas

But present, future and past

Are all mixed up and,

On the other hand,

You’re trembling too…

You know the danger

As well as I do…

The Child in a menger,

He will help us through

To prevent a deadly end.

 

Oh, voice… my sweet voice!

Speak up loud and clear,

God will give us the choice

There’ll be nothing to fear

We’ll be able to cross

That long desert and heat

We’ll find a place to fit

And our will, will be our boss

We’ll find happiness in

Wherever we shall go

Whatever we shall do

Because we turned away

The man from long ago…

 

Oh, voice…my dear friend!

Believe me, we will mend

The future as well as the past.

No more pain, no more grief

We’ll drive away the ghost

That wants to harm us all.

The thing we want the most

Is to get rid of him

We don’t mean any harm

Just drive away the charm

Of the man strong and tall.

Time is the greatest thief

It will erase us from his mind.

 

Oh, voice… my dear voice!

We’ve someone in our life

And this is a good sign

Someone who loves us all

Someone who isn’t tall

But a strong and high spirit

Someone who helps us

To get up on our feet

Again, someone trustful

Someone gentle and full

Of joy and the kindness

That we all need so much,

Someone all heart and mind.

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publicado por fatimanascimento às 21:37
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I’m a woman of no man,

I was born to be alone

Like a black lonely horse

That runs as free as the wind

Throughout hills and valleys.

 

 

I’m that black lonely horse,

That drinks the clear water

From the deep lakes and rivers

I’m that black lonely horse

That runs freely trough the prairies.

 

 

I’m that black lonely horse,

That enjoys the warm sun

And the soft touch of the rain

I’m that black lonely horse,

That lives life as an adventure…

 

I’m that black lonely horse

That runs under the sky

And watches the clouds and moon

I’m that black lonely horse

That looks death into the dark eyes…
 
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publicado por fatimanascimento às 21:36
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The wind has taken you back home

And I’ve been here feeling all alone

But I’ve worked all the afternoon

Knowing that you’d be back soon

 

I’ve almost died when you have left

But I’m strong and I’ve played deaf

To the feelings that have been troubling me

And these feelings just don’t let me be.

 

I need you so much by my side

I don’t understand and I can’t hide,

The sadness I feel when you’re gone

But this feeling I must abandon.

 

I don’t understand this situation

This won’t burn out my passion

These absences each and everyday

Make me feel insecure I must say.

 

I want a man always by my side

This is very important and quite

Clear in my mind, but I don’t know

If you’re ready as you want to show.

 

I’m trying very hard, and I’m giving

You all I have and I’m expecting

The same from you, but I’m very sure

That I won’t wait for you anymore.

 

So, quickly, make up your mind and when

You make sure it’s me that you want, then,

Make me feel that you’re really here to stay

Stop hiding yourself and say what you must say.

 

Where are you now, what are you doing?

What are you feeling and what are you wishing?

Can you tell me what’s the matter with you

Please, because it’s important for me too.

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publicado por fatimanascimento às 21:35
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Listen to the sound of the wind

Blowing through the leaves of a tree

Listen to the voice of the waves

Whispering

Telling stories of the lost sea.

 

 

Listen to the sound of the water

Feeding the thirsty men’s land

Listen to the voice of the rain

See the softer

Sculptures on the white hot sand.

 

 

Listen to the voice of the men

Begging for a better new world

Listen to the sound of men’s heart

Do what you can

Think deeply of a brand new start.

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publicado por fatimanascimento às 21:34
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Words spread all over the page

Like birds closed in a cage

Tears spread all over my face,

Like stars lost in the dark space.

 

Rinkles spread all over my bed

Like snakes in a dark wet cave

Fear spread all over my head

Like a lost prisoner or slave.

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publicado por fatimanascimento às 21:33
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