My name is Luka
I live on the second floor
I live upstairs from you
Yes, I think you've seen me before
If you hear something late at night
Some kind of trouble
Some kind of fight
Just don't ask me what it was [3×]
I think it's cause I'm clumsy
I try not to talk too loud
Maybe it's because I'm crazy
I try not to act too proud
Only hit until you cry
After that you don't ask why
You just don't argue anymore [3×]
Yes, I think I'm okay
Walked into the door again
If you asked just what I say and
It's not your business anyway
I guess I'd like to be alone
With nothing broken, nothing wrong
Just don't ask me how I am [3×]
And the only hit until you cry
After that you don't ask why
You just don't argue anymore [3×]
Suzanne Vega, "My Name is Luka", 1987
(Russian form of English male name Luke, meaning "from Lucania".)
Enjoy your weekend!
Enjoy the sight!
Enjoy life!
RIC
sábado, 9 de dezembro de 2006
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Oi, Ric.
Essa cueca molhada dele tá fazendo revelações, né?rsrsrs
Abraço!
Oh what a great picture. I think we ALL know he is gay now!
Is the guy Potuguese?
I hope you are having a good weekend.
Kevin in NZ
Olá Carioca! Mas é esse o objectivo, não é? Ninguém se molha se estiver vestido de algodão branco. A não ser que queira mostar-se... (rsrsrs!) E há quem se mostre muito bem...
Um abraço para ti também!
Bom fim-de-semana!
Hello Kevin, our NYC traveller!
That t-shirt is a wonderful joke! Can you imagine anyone going out with that thing on? I cannot! Not around here, at least... But the picture is superb!
No, I don't think he's Portuguese, but with that kind of face he could be, quite easily. Many guys around here look just like that. But I suspect he may be Brazilian. Don't know why, but I do.
Enjoy your weekend as well!
I have always enjoyed that picture. Please wrap him up for my christmas stocking stuffer.
Ric
hoje deu-te para estares provocador...
Porque não puseste uma fotozinha daquelas muito conhecidas da S.Vega?
Mauzinho! por momentos, esqueci a Sérvia, mas nada melhor que um telefonema para pensar que a tee shirt do menino é mentirosa.
So I guess, Will, that picture is an oldie... That boy may be now as old as me. Is that what you mean?
I don't mind wrapping him up for you as long as he plays along... Besides, I don't usually give expensive presents for Christmas. It's just a principle of my own... (Lol!)
Enjoy your weekend!
Olá João! Em alguns aspectos, deixo-me ir com a maré...
Por acaso, até está previsto aparecer a Suzanne Vega, mas noutro contexto... Este Luka estava mesmo a pedi-las...
Com que então esqueceste a Sérvia, hein?! Meu caro, imagens são apenas imagens... (Estou a escrever isto e a pensar na Dalida: «parole, parole, parole...»)
Aproveita o teu Sábado!
I've always loved that song.
Sad that it's about family violence.
Try to have a better weekend than Luca.
Hello Joel! It's a great song indeed! As to its subject, you're quite right, but just imagine that Luka may be talking about other kinds of troubles, other kinds of fights, other kinds of hits...
Let yourself go with the photo...
Thanks!
Oh, I *also* share my gifts that can be eaten with the one who gives "him" -- i mean "it' to me. I hope you like spicy food.
Yes, he may be as old as you now -- 34 1/2 ;-D.
What a generous soul, Will!... I'm overwhelmed!
I do like spicy food, of course I do, can't you tell?... The only thing is that some Christmas dishes cannot be shared. You're supposed to eat your portion alone...
What did I tell you! That photo is really an oldie. He's now older than me! Dear Lord, how can the web be so out of date already?! Unbelievable! :-)
Oh my god -- now I feel like I need a wheelchair. That gift would be lip smacking good down to the last, tender bite.
I better go before I get myself all worked up.
It would, wouldn't it, Will?... I'm sure it definitely would...
Take care! Wheelchairs can also be dangerous... Some times.
Period.
Eh lá!
bem...melhor mesmo não tecer comentários ao «anexo».
Gastaria uns quantos adejctivos. :-)
(Tens razão, Ric! Eu própria tenho noção da minha dificuldade com a pontuação, assim como o uso abusivo de vírgulas. Lamentavelmente só no final do secundário fui alertada para tal. Por um professor de Filosofia, se a memória não me atraiçoa.
Será um óptimo exercício de TPC. Obrigada pelo «puxão de orelhas». Gosto de aprender, caramba! )
Faz o favor de teres um excelente
Domingo.
:-)
«Compreendi-te...»
Adiante! Mais um exemplo de que os assuntos que deveriam esgotar as aulas de Português ficam para outro professor, que anos mais tarde vai tentar resolver o que deveria já estar resolvido... E continua tudo na mesma!
Atenção, Carla! Foi apenas uma observação! Com meia dúzia de regras (ou menos...) o questão fica resolvida. É, de facto, uma questão de pormenor. Depressa chega-se lá.
Muito bem, então está combinado: tudo farei para ter um bom Domingo. Já gora, tu também!
Beijinhos! :-)
Mommmmmaaaaaa
Are you feeling alright, Gumby?... I do hope so!
Nice having tou around! Thanks!
The song disturbed me from a completely different avenue: How could someone who is so utterly handsome be forced to deal with such unpleasantness as what sounds to be a regular housebeating.
Beautiful? Indeed! But if the song were true for that particualr gorgeous model, how ugly would his inner being become?
Hello Gray! Well, around here we have a saying: «the one who sees faces doesn't see hearts»...
I've known so many gorgeous, handsome, beautiful faces... And what about their inner worlds? Deserts...
Thank you very much!
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