O Poema

Esclarecendo que o poema

é um duelo agudíssimo

quero eu dizer um dedo

agudíssimo claro

apontando ao coração do homem

falo

com uma agulha de sangue

a coser-me todo o corpo

à garganta e a esta terra imóvel

onde já a minha sombra

é um traço de alarme

Luísa Neto Jorge

Velvet Underground - Sunday Morning

Sunday morning
praise the dawning
It's just a restless feeling by my side
Early dawning
Sunday morning
It's just the wasted years so close behind
Watch out the world's behind you
There's always someone around you who will call
It's nothing at all


Sunday morning
And I'm falling
I've got a feeling I don't want to know
Early dawning
Sunday morning
It's all the streets you crossed, not so long ago
Watch out the world's behind you
There's always someone around you who will call
It's nothing at all


Sunday morning
Sunday morning
Sunday morning