G#127

G#117

G#78

G#72

y#843

"Abrir a janela
Vozes a gritar
Quero acordar alguém
Ter a memória a correr atrás de mim
O mundo ainda não parou

Olhar para trás sem medo de morrer
Não perder o que quero lembrar
Deixar cair para onde vais
Coisas simples e reais"

y#837

"Our souls are lost.
Ceaselessly we seek the north
in the bewilderment of life.

Yet we won't find it
Unless we override our sea of troubles.

In the bosom of every woman,
two hearts beat.
For every drop of hope,
a gash in the abyss yawns hungrily.
For every hand that saves us,
another that smashes us down.

Our soul are lost.
We must sail north."

y#815

Soaring through the clouds...

y#796

y#794

y#793

Ready for takeoff!

y#791

"I sat in the dark and thought: There's no big apocalypse. Just an endless procession of little ones."
~Neil Gaiman

y#789

y#787

Reminiscence

Reminiscence is the act of recollecting past experiences or events, such as when a person shares his personal stories with others or allows other people to live vicariously through stories of family, friends, and acquaintances while gaining an authentic meaningful relationship with a person. Grandparents are often among those who reminiscence to their grandchildren, sharing their individual experience of what the past was like.

y#786

"For my cover version I chose this track by Yeasayer. The original is a beautifully sad yet upbeat breakup song, strident and bright with synth lines cascading around a heartfelt vocal. I wanted to make it sound far more broken and fragile, so I re-played it on the piano, pitched it down, then mangled it quite heavily so it came out sort of wobbly and knackered sounding. I wanted to leave it quite bare, just letting that amazing melody lead the way."
- Jon Hopkins

y#781

Segue resposta caro Fura...

y#771

y#758

Keep on hammering, Nils!

y#743

Searching for the light...

y#738

"Did you ever dream
We'd miss the mornings in the sun
The playgrounds in the streets
The bliss of slumberland?"

y#735

Enjoy the ride!