Dançar o amor

"Cantata"

SONETO

Rudes e breves as palavras pesam

mais do que as lajes ou a vida, tanto,

que levantar a torre do meu canto

é recriar o mundo pedra a pedra;

mina obscura e insondável, quis

acender-te o granito das estrelas

e nestes versos repetir com elas

o milagre das velhas pederneiras;

mas as pedras do fogo transformei-as

nas lousas cegas, áridas, da morte,

o dicionário que me coube em sorte

folheei-o ao rumor do sofrimento:

ó palavras de ferro, ainda sonho 

dar-vos a leve têmpera do vento.

Carlos de Oliveira (1921-1981)

Passeio e fuga com mancha

Piano

Almada Negreiros

Dos olhos e suas funções

 Eu queria ter o tempo e o sossego suficientes

 Para não pensar em cousa nenhuma.

 Para nem me sentir viver,

 Para só saber de mim nos olhos dos outros, reflectido.

Alberto Caeiro/ Fernando Pessoa, (1888-1935)

Baixa o tom

      Speak Low

Speak low when you speak, love
Our summer day withers away too soon, too soon
Speak low when you speak, love
Our moment is swift, like ships adrift, we're swept apart, too soon

Speak low, darling, speak low
Love is a spark, lost in the dark too soon, too soon
I feel wherever I go
That tomorrow is near, tomorrow is here and always too soon

Time is so old and love so brief
Love is pure gold and time a thief

We're late, darling, we're late
The curtain descends, everything ends too soon, too soon
I wait, darling, I wait
Will you speak low to me, speak love to me and soon

Time is so old and love so brief
Love is pure gold and time a thief

We're late, darling, we're late
The curtain descends, everything ends too soon, too soon
I wait, darling, I wait
Will you speak low to me, speak love to me and soon
Speak low

Carmen