This poem comes from a song called Anna "(Baiao De Ana)" on her self-titled CD by a Brazilian songwriter named Daude in Portuguese.
I don't speak Portuguese though I think it was my first language.
When I listen to this very catchy song it sounds like other words to me in English that have nothing to do with what the real song is about:
Stay or go Bust
She got on the Bus
she got on the bus
stay or go bust
don't squander us
don't finish us
she got on the bus
the bus it went past
must we go bust
must we go bust
don't give up on us
don't get on the bus
don't lose my compass
I got on the Bus
I got on the bus
stay or go bust
don't squander us
don't finish us
I got on the bus
the bus it goes past
Sunday, December 31, 2006
Saturday, December 30, 2006
Beth Orton - Stolen Car
I really enjoy this song especially when she rhymes gone with cinnamon. Also the line:
your fingers are like fuses
Here is an exerpt of the lyrics:
You said you stand for every known abuse
That was ever threatened to anyone but you.
And why should I know better by now
When I'm old enough not to?
While every line speaks the language of love
It never held the meaning I was thinking of.
And I can't decide over right or wrong.
She repeats that line about abuse changing it each time:
Next it becomes:
You said you stood for every known abuse that was ever promised to anyone like you
and then:
Oh, yeah, you stand for every known abuse that I've ever seen my way through.
your fingers are like fuses
Here is an exerpt of the lyrics:
You said you stand for every known abuse
That was ever threatened to anyone but you.
And why should I know better by now
When I'm old enough not to?
While every line speaks the language of love
It never held the meaning I was thinking of.
And I can't decide over right or wrong.
She repeats that line about abuse changing it each time:
Next it becomes:
You said you stood for every known abuse that was ever promised to anyone like you
and then:
Oh, yeah, you stand for every known abuse that I've ever seen my way through.
Thursday, March 30, 2006
Strangelove Addiction
'Strangelove addiction' by the Supreme Beings of Leisure is a song with surreal lyrics that some how make me sit up and pay attention.
I don't know exactly what it means but I like the mystery.
I must deny the lullaby
The skin the touch that makes me high
I must deny not knowing why
The truth has left me dumb tongue-tied
I don't know exactly what it means but I like the mystery.
I must deny the lullaby
The skin the touch that makes me high
I must deny not knowing why
The truth has left me dumb tongue-tied
Monday, January 30, 2006
What language says about us
One of my favorite sites that have to do with words is onelook.com, a compendium of many web dictionaries that includes Phrases and Idioms. For example I came across this the other day:
63 Phrases having to do with 'ratio' such as aspect-ratio, body mass ratio, bore-stroke ratio, burst ratio
95 Phrases having to do with 'factor' such as the x factor, risk factor, chill factor, fudge factor, or human factor.
Does the first tell you something about the human need to compare, measure?
Perhaps the second illustrates our need to find explanations for what we observe.
63 Phrases having to do with 'ratio' such as aspect-ratio, body mass ratio, bore-stroke ratio, burst ratio
95 Phrases having to do with 'factor' such as the x factor, risk factor, chill factor, fudge factor, or human factor.
Does the first tell you something about the human need to compare, measure?
Perhaps the second illustrates our need to find explanations for what we observe.
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