Callema

Tem lugar na próxima terça-feira, dia 21 de Novembro, pelas 16 horas, no Auditório I da Faculdade de Ciências Sociais e Humanas - U.N.L., a apresentação do primeiro número da revista literária Callema, publicação semestral da responsabilidade da Cooperativa Literária. Na sessão estará presente a Professora Doutora Maria do Rosário Monteiro.
Callema dedica esta sua primeira capa a Yolanda Castaño, nome cimeiro da mais recente poesia galega.

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Parabola

We barely remember, who or what came before this precious moment.

We are choosing to be here, right now. Hold on, stay inside...
This holy reality, this holy experience. Choosing to be here in...

This body. This body holding me. Be my reminder here that I am not alone in
This body, this body holding me, feeling eternal all this pain is an illusion.

Alive!

In this holy reality, in this holy experience. Choosing to be here in...

This body. This body holding me. Be my reminder here that I am not alone in
This body, this body holding me, feeling eternal all this pain is an illusion.


Twirling 'round with this familiar parabol.
Spinning, weaving 'round each new experience.
Recognize this as a holy gift and celebrate this
chance to be alive and breathing,
a chance to be alive and breathing.

This body holding me reminds me of my own mortality.
Embrace this moment. Remember; we are eternal,
all this pain is an illusion.

Tool - Parabola

*Depois de um grande concerto a música que faltou e que para mim toda ela faz sentido...

Black Hole Sun

In my eyes, indisposed
In disguise as no one knows
Hides the face, lies the snake
The sun in my disgrace
Boiling heat, summer stench
'Neath the black the sky looks dead
Call my name through the cream
And I'll hear you scream again

Black hole sun
Won't you come
And wash away the rain
Black hole sun
Won't you come
Won't you come

Stuttering, cold and damp
Steal the warm wind tired friend
Times are gone for honest men
And sometimes far too long for snakes
In my shoes, a walking sleep
And my youth I pray to keep
Heaven send Hell away
No one sings like you anymore

Hang my head, drown my fear
Till you all just disappear

Soundgarden - Black Hole Sun ( Chris Cornell [Stripped Sessions] )

*Mais uma música para recordar...