Os Anéis do Meu Cabelo

(António Botto)

Se passares pelo adro
No dia do meu enterro
Diz á terra que não coma
Os anéis do meu cabelo

Já não digo que viesses
Cobrir de rosas o meu rosto
Ou que num choro dissesses
A qualquer um do teu desgosto

Nem te lembro que beijásses
Meu corpo delgado e belo
Mas que sempre me guardasses
Os anéis do meu cabelo.


A quem eu amo... J.

The Nobodies

Today I am dirty
I want to be pretty
Tomorrow, I know
I'm just dead
Today I am dirty
I want to be pretty
Tomorrow, I know
I'm just dead

We are the nobodies
we wanna be somebodies
we're dead,
they'll know just who we are

Yesterday I was dirty
wanted to be pretty
I know now that I'm forever dead
Yesterday I was dirty
wanted to be pretty
I know now that I'm forever dead

We are the nobodies
we wanna be somebodies
we're dead,they'll know just who we are

Some children died the other day
we fed machines and then we prayed
puked up and down in morbid faith
you should have seen the ratings that day


MARILYN MANSON sobre o Massacre de Columbine, 20 de Abril de 1999 para o álbum HOLY WOOD (IN THE SHADOW OF THE VALLEY OF DEATH)