K / O Mal De Cristo
No caso do mal de Cristo o primeiro sintoma e a morte.
Calcula-se que cem milhoes de pesspas morteram do mal de Cristo.
"Eu sou o caminho". Os efeitos especiais ecoluriam multo desde Jesus.
Ora Cristo diz que se algum filho da puta te tirar metade da roupa que Ihe
des a outra metade.
Muitos tolos infelizes foram esmagados por pilhas de Litas seminus em Iuta.
Os I'mplacaveis do Perdao.
Nao ha duvida alguma
song performed by by Moonspell from Butterfly Effect
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The Accident
Friday the 13th of July 2012 in Porto Cristo! !
The accident;
To hit you at the back!
And, the Police came around.
Friday the 13th of July 2012 in Porto cristo! !
And, the Number Plate of the Police Van was, 'E 5590 HDC';
But, you wer driving very slowly towards a zebra crossing when,
A car driven by a lady hit you at the back!
And, so it was in the land of Palm Trees.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The sum of all human wisdom is contained in these two words: Wait and Hope.
Alexandre Dumas in The Count of Monte Cristo
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Dead Moments
flat tires? ? ? flat tires? ? ?
not so nice..not so nice....
yet for as long as..as long as...
i have my books, my books...
am happy..am happy...am glad...
how long? ? ? hmm how long? ? ?
we'll be waiting...we'll be waiting
a minute? ? an hour? ?
a minute? ? an hour..
please not for a day...not for a day..
we have to attend..to attend..
Cristo Rey..Cristo Rey..
need to worry? ? need to worry? ?
not so...not so...
as long as i see..as i see..
her smiles..her smiles...
my life is complete..complete..
i can manage to dream and smile..
dream and smile
i am in love..am in love..
poem by Villiamor Calventas
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Until divinity decides to reveal the future to human kind, the sum of all human wisdom is contained in these two words: Wait and Hope.
Alexandre Dumas in The Count of Monte Cristo
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La Saeta
Dijo una voz popular:
Quién me presta una escalera
para subir al madero
para quitarle los clavos
a Jesús el Nazareno?
Oh, la saeta, el cantar
al Cristo de los gitanos
siempre con sangre en las manos
siempre por desenclavar.
Cantar del pueblo andaluz
que todas las primaveras
anda pidiendo escaleras
para subir a la cruz.
Cantar de la tierra mía
que echa flores
al Jesús de la agonía
y es la fe de mis mayores
!Oh, no eres tú mi cantar
no puedo cantar, ni quiero
a este Jesús del madero
sino al que anduvo en la mar!.
poem by Antonio Machado
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Cochabamba Cristo (Life Poem)
Climb to the Cristo
Crystal clear Cochabamba
In Sunday sunshine
Sin stubborn steps
Teleferico is tempting
For thumping temples
Fretting feet feel
Fear of failure
Challenge completed
Cold beer calls
poem by Ian Beckett
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There is neither happiness nor unhappiness in this world; there is only the comparison of one state with another. Only a man who has felt ultimate despair is capable of feeling ultimate bliss. It is necessary to have wished for death in order to know how good life is to live.
Alexandre Dumas in The Count of Monte Cristo
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The Latest Martyr (Mexico 1926)
The morn is sweet and radiant with blue sky over all,
There’s a flame of Oleanders over the adobe wall,
And the birds are singing gaily – I must crush my sorrow down
Why should a woman weep whose son doth wear a martyr’s crown?
‘Tis many hundred years since Stephen knelt in the market place,
Facing the cruel heathen stones battering his boyish face,
St. Stephen, first of the martyred bans! And he, my little son,
My little black-eyed Juan, he is the latest one!
It is almost too much honour – ah! Madre de Dios, be kind,
I am only a human mother, sinful and weak and blind,
I could not say “They will be done,” on that terror-haunted day,
When he faced their coward bullets, with a “Viva Cristo Rey.”
I can see the fearless flashing eyes, I can hear the ringing cry
As he fell ‘mid the blood-stained flowers, ‘neath the cruel-smiling sky,
His young form riddled with bullets, and I ran and held him fast,
And he smiled “Adios, Madre” for comfort at the last.
The nights are long in the adobe hut as I kneel and think of my dead,
For ‘”We must not pray for a Martyr,” so Padre Felipo said,
He is throned near to Our Lord’s Dear Heart-no need for me to pray-
So I sit and hold the crimson scarf he wore on a festa day.
And I ask Our Lady for patience, for strength to bear my crown,
To smile as a martyr’s mother should, and tread my sorrow down.
I pray for our tortured country to hasten freedom’s day
When we may hail Our Heavenly King with a “Viva Cristo Rey.”
poem by Alice Guerin Crist
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Amor Fatal
Voc me faz viver
Como um barco enfrentando um furaco
Me faz sofrer
Voc me d prazer
E me deixa muito louca de paixo
Eu j nem sei
Se sou capaz de controlar o corao
Se vou poder sentir de novo os ps no cho
Voc me faz acreditar que isso fatal
S de pensar em te perder me sinto mal
Voc me faz sonhar
Toda vez que mais a gente faz amor
Me faz voar
Voc me faz chorar
Quando passa dois, trs dias por a
E eu fico a pensar
Aonde foi, com quem est, porque ser
E colocou alguma outra em meu lugar
Voc me faz acreditar que isso
fatal
S de pensar em te perder me sinto mal
Aonde foi, com quem est, porque ser
E colocou alguma outra em meu lugar
Voc me faz acreditar que isso fatal
S de pensar em te perder me sinto mal, yeah
No, no, no
Eu te quero tanto
Voc me d tanto prazer
Mas te me faz sofrer
Aonde ests amor, fique aqui
Venha para mim
Voc me faz acreditar que isso fatal
S de pensar em te perder me sinto mal, yeah
song performed by by Gloria Estefan
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Phantastica
Racconto favole su di te che ascolti cos preziosamente
Sei un fiore insano tu che si guarda con occhi porpora
Corregimi se tutto questo debole
Quello che fai non crea pi attenzione
Non coinvolge
Questo non reale
Confronto le idee ed accendo le stelle
C' un cristo che sanguina e ci guarda con rabbia
E' come sai tu sei per me colpevole
Quello che fai non crea pi attenzione
Non coinvolge
L'aggressivit non mi avr
Confonde le idee ed affetta la gente
C' un dio che sanguina, che sanguina
E credo di essere anormale, ebbene non lo so
Mi vedi? Temi? Credi io ti user?
song performed by by Verdena
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The Soul
Nao acredites no que ves
segue o teu caminho como s
a culpa nao tua
lena, lena (a culpa nao tua)
nao acredites no que ves
segue o teu caminho como s
a culpa nao tua (a culpa nao tua) a culpa nao tua
Nao acredites em tudo o que ves, lena
tu bem tentas mas sera que vale a pena
a vida ensinou-te a respeitar as leis da rua
a verdade nua e crua mas a culpa nao tua
o teu pai nunca foi pai a tua mae nao ta presente
nao te deixes enganar porque toda a gente mente
tu sabes bem olhas a volta nao ves ningum
nao ha amigos nesta vida quem te da 50 tira 100
quanto mais tentas sair mais aprisionada estas
boa entre pessoas mas tarde pra voltar a tras
acordas a pensar onde foi que erraste
o que fizeste sera que tudo nao passa dum teste
Lena, Lena
e tudo o que tu qerias era estudar desenhar
nao te vao parar enquanto conseguires sonhar
olha pro cu, ve o teu futuro na lua
minha amiga, a culpa nao tua
Lena,
nao acredites no que ves
segue o teu caminho como s
a culpa n tua
lena, lena (a culpa nao tua)
nao acredites no que ves
segue o teu caminho como s
a culpa nao tua (a culpa nao tua) a culpa nao tua
Que te passa Lena?
nao te deixes abater mantem-te serena
tens de encontrar uma saida para o teu dilema
tu iluminas qualquer sala quando entras em cena
desde que s pequena , lena
a unica coisa q o teu pai te deu foi a vida
e derrepente estas num beco sem saida
esqece o teu passado o caminho em frente
nao ah duvidas , tu sempre foste diferente
o mais importante pra ti sao os teus papels
tu consegues sempre tudo o qe tu qeres
as vezes o mais facil fugir e nao olhar pra tras
mas estudar , e procurar, um pouco de paz
e quando passas pelo Cuerpo de Vigo
lembras-te do teu pai e tudo o qe passo contigo
e nesta puta yoh, no ya amigos
e tentas esqecer todos os peliglos
nao vale a pena, a vida muito pequena
e na rua a lei do mais forte q reina
fica sabendo, o teu sorriso a tua riqueza
o meu conselho: divierte-t princesa
nao acredites no que ves
segue o teu caminho como s
a culpa n tua
lena, lena (a culpa nao tua)
nao acredites no que ves
segue o teu caminho como s
a culpa nao tua (a culpa nao tua) a culpa nao tua
yoh, aceita-te como s, lena nao te escondas
quero perguntar, mas se quiseres nao respondas
quantas vezes quiseste chorar, diz-me
quantas vezes quiseste fugir, diz-me, fala
quem te conhece viu-te crescer a beira-mar
tens um sonho que um dia has-de concretizar
trabalhas pra ti mesma, nao dependes de ninguem
nao tenhas medo, tudo ha-de acabar bem
nao acredites no que ves
segue o teu caminho como s
a culpa nao tua
lena, lena (a culpa nao tua)
nao acredites no que ves
segue o teu caminho como s
a culpa nao tua (a culpa nao tua) a culpa nao tua
song performed by by Incubus
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Hail Caesar
He be the count of monte cristo
Could be a quake any day
Maybe somebody from siam
Begin the era of a new rage
Keeps lickin all the honey
Chewin up the fat he rakes
Instead of sending to the lions
They cover him with praise
All hail caesar
Hail! hail!
Down at the epicenter
Things started heatin up
Rockin up the richter scale
Swingin in the chariot
Around and around we go
The senators rehearse the tale
Starring in the coliseum
Tied upon the rack
Up comes the thumb of caesar
To stab you in the back
All hail caesar
Hail! hail!
Down at the epicenter
Things started heatin up
Rockin up the richter scale
Swingin in the chariot
Around and around we go
The senators rehearse the tale
Watch out caesar
I said hail
Hail! hail!
All hail caesar
Hail! hail!
(? ? ? ? )
(you did)
song performed by by AC-DC
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nORTH
there is no need for you to ask
because there is nothing to be understood
there is no answer
and there will be no answer that will satisfy
the thirst of your mouth
and your mind
stay there and listen
see the unfolding of that which closes and
opens before you
this is rather exciting
a mushroom standing on its own roof
an anemone opening and closing its fingers
in the slightest notice of your presence
the rocks and the sands are terrible
they stand there
witnesses of so many crimes against the sea
yet their silence is sealed with the permanence
of the hiding, a concealment of
things which must not be revealed.
there is nothing here worthy reading
there is nothing waiting for an understanding
there is only a state upon itself
without a clap, a buzz, a slip of the tongue.
why must one insist that there is a code
a hidden secret embedded in one of the words
a phrase to guide to the exact location of
the treasure of Monte Cristo.
Let us be silent. Nothing is meant.
Nothing is called. Nothing is trapped.
There is only a caravan of words like camels
in the desert. They do not know a thing
about this journey.
It is only me. The Bedouin with an oasis
mapped in the lines of my palm.
A star overhead. The North of my existence.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Meanstreak
Ive been to the left, Ive been to the right
Ive found myself in abudhabi, just a mirage in the night
Been to the high, Ive been to the low
And Ive been to lots of places that I didnt wanna go
But I aint see nothing to get me off my ass
And laughed at all the jokers wanting make me walk on glass
I could walk fore I could crawl
And I was meaner than a bad dog with his back against the wall
Animal, animal
Cannibal, cannibal
See em fall, see em fall
Im the guy that they call -
Meanstreak, I gotta meanstreak
Meanstreak, they call me meanstreak
I just dont know who I wanna be
The count of monte cristo or the sheik of arabia
Ive eaten rich, and Ive eaten free
Im the perfect culture vulture in the face of poverty
And I aint met no one who told me I got class
They say never feed the animal, the boys got too much flash
Im a guy they just cant teach
And I always kick the castle thats been built up on the beach
Animal, animal
Cannibal, cannibal
See em fall, see em fall
Im the guy that they call -
Whats your name?
Meanstreak
song performed by by AC-DC
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Interrogo-me...
Dizem que os meus versos
veiculam serenidade, paz, harmonia.
Mas interrogo-me: há nesse pensar
alguma fantasia? Um pouco de ousadia?
Como é possível equilibrarmos
o permanente ruído interior
onde perpassam alegrias e dor?
Será a companhia divina? Será por amor?
Acreditamos que, daqueles ruídos
ao silêncio posterior,
continuamos a percorrer o caminho,
iluminado aqui e além,
com algumas sombras, porém,
e sempre a protecção do Senhor!
(Maio 2010)
poem by Maria C. Costa
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The Sins Of Memphisto
From the bells of st mary
To the count of monte cristo
Nothing can stop
Nothing can stop
Nothing can stop
The sins of memphisto
Sally used to play with her hula hoops
Now she tells her problems to therapy groups
Grampas on the front lawn staring at a rake
Wondering if his marriage was a terrible mistake
Im sitting on the front steps drinking orange crush
Wondering if its possible if I could still blush
Uh huh oh yeah
A boy on a bike with courduroy slacks
Sleeps in the river by the railroad tracks
He waits for the whistle on the train to scream
So he can close his eyes and begin to dream
Uh huh oh yeah
The hands on his watch spin slowly around
With his mind on a bus that goes all over town
Looking at the babies and the factories
And listening to the music of mister squeeze
As if by magic or remote control
He finds a piece of a puzzle
That he missed in his soul
Uh huh oh yeah
Adam and eve and lucy and ricky
Bit the big apple and got a little sticky
Esmeralda and the hunchback of notre dame
They humped each other like they had no shame
They paused as they posed for a polaroid photo
She whispered in his ear exactly odo quasi modo
song performed by by John Prine
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Sins Of Memphisto
From the bells of St Mary
To the Count of Monte Cristo
Nothing can stop
Nothing can stop
Nothing can stop
The sins of Memphisto
Sally used to play with her hula hoops
Now she tells her problems to therapy groups
Grampa's on the front lawn staring at a rake
Wondering if his marriage was a terrible mistake
I'm sitting on the front steps drinking orange crush
Wondering if it's possible if I could still blush
Uh huh Oh yeah
A boy on a bike with courderoy slacks
Sleeps in the river by the railroad tracks
He waits for the whistle on the train to scream
So he can close his eyes and begin to dream
Uh huh Oh yeah
The hands on his watch spin slowly around
With his mind on a bus that goes all over town
Looking at the babies and the factories
And listening to the music of Mister Squeeze
As if by magic or remote control
He finds a piece of a puzzle
That he missed in his soul
Uh huh Oh yeah
Adam and Eve and Lucy and Ricky
Bit the big apple and got a little sticky
Esmeralda and the Hunchback of Notre Dame
They humped each other like they had no shame
They paused as they posed for a Polaroid photo
She whispered in his ear Exactly Odo Quasi Modo
song performed by by John Prine
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The vagabond that holds a World Citizen Passport?
He's informed by the Euro Lottery Board for winning the biggest prize.
And until it comes he has taken a loan from a bank.
As he wants to visit Sri Lanka.
He visited the ancient rock Sigiriya.
A woman in the frescoes with garlands of flowers
Fall in love with him.
He promised to take her to some landmarks of the World.
Here they go;
She's surprised by seeing Taj Mahal and thought of Shah Jahan & Mumtaz Mahal
If they too are like them?
Then they have been to Angkor Wat in Cambodia
And luckily Polpot was not there.
Opera house in Australia and they talked to some native Aborigines.
Pyramids of Giza in Egypt among the rebels.
O Parthenon in Greece where the civilization begun.
They watched the bell ringing in St.Basil's Cathedral, Russia.
In Tanzania marvelous mountain Kilmanjaro
And they climbed the Eifel Tower with a French tour guide.
Stonehenge in England joined the colonial friends
And the mountain top Cristo Redentor the statue of Jesus Christ in Brazil.
Mysterious Machu-Puchu in Peru
And Moai Easter Island in Chile, Chitchen Itza in Mexico with Flamenco singers.
Then at last they have been to the land of oppurtunity
Where the statue of Liberty stands and Mt. Rushmore situated.
They're very tired and he checked his wallet and found few notes remained.
He contacted the Euro Lottery Agency again and they confirmed it's a bogus message.
He's shocked, how he's going to settle the bank loan.
Then the woman said; 'Please do not worry and we go back to the rock
Stay there as Frescoes!
I must thank and so grateful to you for showing me the beautiful World!
And I have a small request, could you please show me the Governor
Mr.Arnold Schwarzenegger.'
'I am sorry he's no more perhaps on the screen in future
But I can show you the new comer Mr.Jerry.Brown.'
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Heart And Bones
(Paul Simon)
One and one-half wandering Jews
Free to wander wherever they choose
Are travelling together
In the Sangre de Cristo
The Blood of Christ Mountains
Of New Mexico
On the last leg of the journey
They started a long time ago
The arc of a love affair
Rainbows in the high desert air
Mountain passes slipping into stones
Hearts and bones
Hearts and bones
Hearts and bones
Thinking back to the season before
Looking back through the cracks in the door
Two people were married
The act was outrageous
The bride was contagious
She burned like a bride
These events may have had some effect
On the man with the girl by his side
The arc of a love affair
His hands rolling down her hair
Love like lightning shaking till it moans
Hearts and bones
Hearts and bones
Hearts and bones
And whoa whoa whoa
She said why?
Why don't we drive through the night
And we'll wake up down in Mexico
Oh I
I don't know nothin' about nothin'
About Mexico
And tell me why
Why won't you love me
For who I am
Where I am
He said:
'Cause that's not the way the world is baby
This is how I love you, baby
This is how I love you, baby
One and one-half wandering Jews
Returned to their natural coasts
To resume old acquaintances
Step out occasionally
And speculate who had been damaged the most
Easy time will determine if these consolations
Will be their reward
The arc of a love affair
Waiting to be restored
You take two bodies and you twirl them into one
Their hearts and their bones
And they won't come undone
Hearts and bones
Hearts and bones
Hearts and bones
Hearts and bones
song performed by by Paul Simon
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White Republican Male Jesus?
White Republican Male Jesus?
what about...
black Jesus, brown Jesus,
Asian Jesus, atheist Jesus,
female Jesus, poor Jesus,
jobless Jesus, prison Jesus,
homeless Jesus, illegal immigrant Jesus?
dog Jesus, cat Jesus,
baby in a dumpster Jesus,
addict Jesus, old Jesus?
gay Jesus, union Jesus,
hungry Jesus, foreign Jesus?
bumming a cup of coffee Jesus?
brother Jesus, sister Jesus?
just bombed Jesus,
food stamp Jesus?
how many bodies? how many crosses?
you tell me!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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