Se um veleiro repousasse na palma da minha mão,
Sopraria com sentimento e deixaria seguir sempre...
Rumo ao meu coração, meu coração...
A calma de um mar que guarda tamanhos segredos...
De versos naufragados e sem tempo!!!
Rimas de ventos e velas, vida que vem e que vai...
A solidão que fica e entra,
Me arremessando contra o cais.

telescÓpica: desde 2000, servindo mais ou menos para nada, sempre.

Lá no céu deixam de cantar
Os anjinhos foram se deitar
Mamãezinha precisa descansar
Dorme, anjo
Papai vai lhe ninar

Boi, boi, boi
Boi da cara preta
Pega essa menina
Que tem medo de careta

Dorival Caymmi [ *1914 +2008 ]

O gênio da raça.

Foi de Elianaia Bittencoutr que disse:

"gostaria de saber o significado dos nomes, Emanuelly, Elianaia, Elianara, Uélinton, Regiane, Leticia, Malivina, Ester, Ana Júlia e gabriel. Obrigada!! Espero a resposta."

Vale lembrar que parte do banco de dados original da telescÓpica, dos remotos tempos em que o blog era baseado no Blogger acabou se perdendo, o que traria um resultado mais descomunal ainda.

No próximo dia 19 de agosto, a telescÓpica completa 8 anos de vida. Servindo bem mais ou menos para servir até quando der na telha. Até a vitória final.

Take me to the station
And put me on a train
I've got no expectations
To pass through here again

Once I was a rich man and
Now I am so poor
But never in my sweet short life
Have I felt like this before

You heart is like a diamond
You throw your pearls at swine
And as I watch you leaving me
You pack my peace of mind

Our love was like the water
That splashes on a stone
Our love is like our music
Its here, and then its gone

So take me to the airport
And put me on a plane
I got no expectations
To pass through here again

"- eu só namorei cara de arte"

"- eu só namorei babaca"

Pano rápido.

Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide
No escape from reality

Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see

I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
Because I'm easy come, easy go,
A little high, little low,
Anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me,
To me

Mama, just killed a man,
Put a gun against his head,
Pulled my trigger, now he's dead,
Mama, life had just begun,
But now I've gone and thrown it all away

Mama uh uh,
Didn't mean to make you cry
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters

Too late, my time has come,
Sends shivers down my spine
Body's aching all the time,
Goodbye everybody - I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth

Mama uh uh (any way the wind blows)
I don't want to die,
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all

I see a little silhouetto of a man,
Scaramouche, scaramouche will you do the Fandango
Thunderbolt and lightning - very very frightening me

Galileo, Galileo,
Galileo, Galileo
Galileo, figaro - Magnifico!

But I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity

Easy come easy go, will you let me go?

Bismillah! No!
We will not let you go - let him go!

Bismillah!
We will not let you go - let him go!

Bismillah!
We will not let you go - let him go!

Will not let you go - let me go
Will not let you go - let me go (never never never never)

No,no,no,no,no,no,no

Mama mia, mama mia, mama mia let me go?
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me, for me

So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye
So you think you can love me and leave me to die
Oh baby! Can't do this to me baby!
Just gotta get out! Just gotta get right outta here!

Nothing really matters,
Anyone can see,
Nothing really matters ,nothing really matters to me...

Any way the wind blows....

*So, Pix.

B) "..."

A) "- a primeira vez que ele foi lá, fez cocô. e o apartamento era tão pequeno que tive que escutar ele fazendo cocô."

B) "..."

B) "- traficante é uma bosta"