Sons da Escrita 123

13 de Julho de 2007

Primeiro programa do ciclo Luísa Ribeiro

Compasso a compasso, palavra a palavra, alinham-se, rigorosos, os sons da escrita.

Quando um homem interroga a água pura dos sentidos e ousa caminhar, serenamente, os esquecidos atalhos de todas as memórias, acontecem viagens — viagens entre o quase tudo e o quase nada.

Então, da raíz dos nervos da memória surge a planta de uma vida escutada no silêncio dos sons da escrita.

Sons da Escrita – à volta de uma ideia de José-António Moreira.


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Luísa Ribeiro

Brinco nesta tarde (Luísa Ribeiro)

Brinco nesta tarde com as nuvens mais leves
faço bonecos atiro-me para cima
das flores persigo os gatos
nos telhados e fico
mais perto do céu

não nos sobra terra onde rolar
neste verão escuro


Play me (Neil Diamond) 

She was morning
And I was night time
I one day woke up
To find her lying
Beside my bed
I softly said
"Come take me"

For I've been lonely
In need of someone
As though I'd done
Someone wrong somewhere
I don't know where
Come lately

You are the sun
I am the moon
You are the words
I am the tune
Play me

Song she sang to me
Song she brang to me
Words that rang in me
Rhyme that sprang from me
Warmed the night
And what was right
Became me

And so it was
That I came to travel
Upon the road
That was thorned and narrow
Another place
Another grace
Would save me


Luísa Ribeiro

Chove (Luísa Ribeiro)

Chove na glória expressa dos teus
olhos e uma ave quebra
o rumo para mim

partes pedaços de estrelas
não permites a lua
cheia e as nuvens obedecem
ao fogo da saudade

não me sei submeter ao sol
sem a sombra do teu
corpo


Purple rain (Nuno Norte)

I never meant to cause you any trouble
I never meant to cause you any pain
I only ever wanted to see you laughing
only want to see you laughing in the purple rain
Purple rain, purple rain
purple rain, purple rain
Purple rain, purple rain
only want to see you underneath the purple rain

Honey, I never wanted to be your wicked lover
Only wanted to be some kind of friend
I could never leave you for another
It's such a shame our friendship had to end
Purple rain, purple rain
purple rain, purple rain
Purple rain, purple rain
only wanted to see you underneath the purple rain

Honey, I know, I know, I know times are changing
This time we all reach out for something new
That means you too
you say you're looking for a leader,
But you can't seem to make up your mind
but you better open it up wide, let it guide you
To the purple rain
purple rain, purple rain
Purple rain, purple rain
purple rain, purple rain
Only want to see you, baby, in the purple rain


Luísa Ribeiro

Uma pequena porção de noite (Luísa Ribeiro)

Uma pequena porção de noite
duas ou três estrelas
mais um fio de lua
crescendo e os teus lábios
ajustam os meus


A thousand kisses deep (Leonard Cohen)

The ponies run, the girls are young,
The odds are there to beat.
You win a while, and then it’s done –
Your little winning streak.
And summoned now to deal
With your invincible defeat,
You live your life as if it’s real,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

I’m turning tricks, I’m getting fixed,
I’m back on Boogie Street.
You lose your grip, and then you slip
Into the Masterpiece.
And maybe I had miles to drive,
And promises to keep:
You ditch it all to stay alive,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

And sometimes when the night is slow,
The wretched and the meek,
We gather up our hearts and go,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

Confined to sex, we pressed against
The limits of the sea:
I saw there were no oceans left
For scavengers like me.
I made it to the forward deck.
I blessed our remnant fleet –
And then consented to be wrecked,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

I’m turning tricks, I’m getting fixed,
I’m back on Boogie Street.
I guess they won’t exchange the gifts
That you were meant to keep.
And quiet is the thought of you,
The file on you complete,
Except what we forgot to do,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.


As mãos quentes o ombro o perfume
conhecido a febre do amar alisando
a madrugada e hoje adormeço
à mesa contigo


Música:

Genérico
Davy Spillane (abertura e fecho), Beatles (Fecho)

Fundos
Dan Gibson, Camel, Lisa Franco

Ligações
Neil Diamond, Nuno Norte, Leonard Cohen

Textos:
Luís Filipe Castro Mendes

Edição e voz:
José-António Moreira


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And in the end

the love you'll take

is equal to the love you make


© José-António Moreira 2012