The road
One writes of scars healed, a convenient parallel the pathology of the skin, but there is no such thing in the life of an individual. There are open wounds, sometimes reduced to the size of a pinhead, but always wounds. The signs of suffering are quite comparable with the loss of a finger or the sight of one eye. We can not lose even one minute a year, but if we lose them there would be nothing to do. (FS Fitzgerald's Tender Is the Night)
On Air: The Road Quoyle, the wind, the crossing, the silence, the storm, the time (improvisation on a Déjà vu)
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Luiza

Rua
Espada nua
Bia no cu imensa and Amarela
To redonda in lua
Como flutua
Vem navigating the firmament, or do azul
And no silencio, slow
Um trovador cheio de estrelas
Escuta agora que eu to cano FIZ
Pra esquecer you, Luiza
Eu sou um pobre apenas amador apaixonado
Um Aprendiz do teu amor
Acorda amor
Que que eu six embaixo awakens Snow blackberry
Um coraoVem c Luiza
Me of your mo
O meu and teu desejo always desejo
Vem, I exorciza
D me your boca
It rose LOUCA
Vem give me um beijo
And um RAIO of plot nos TEUs cabelos
Brilhante que como um, partindo a luz,
Explode em thirsty cores
Ent known unto thirst os amores mil
que eu guardei somente give you practical
Luiza
Tom Jobim
On Air Quoyle: Luiza Tom Jobim
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Ausencia

Ausencia, Ausencia
It asa um tivesse
Voa pa na they distancia
It was um um Gazela
Pa always runs nem um cansera
Anton ja na bo seio
Um ba tava heats
And nunca mas Ausencia
Ta ser nos lema
On Air Quoyle: Ausencia
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The wind

Let the wind take
Over his big tree desert
There do remain in the vortex of leaves
There scaraventi down to not break you
Against the dark clouds
When the moon edging of solid silver
Leading them away furiously
And in extreme solitudeThe Wind, Thor Vilhjálmsson
The sacred circle (only version)

"O, swear not by the moon, the fickle moon, the inconstant moon, That monthly changes in her circle orb, Lest thy love That evidence likewise variable." W. Shakespeare (Romeo & Juliet)
Quoyle On Air: The sacred circle (only version)
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Air you
Avion Travel (Beppe Servillo)
Ah molesta molesta
the idea that lends itself
the desire to
see you again
harassing pretext
it will not be timely
I buy the newspaper
I sit and waitand surprise surprise the air
sending them my plans to air
air about you that surprises me
clumsy clumsy my prediction
to make you love surprise
I take back what I find
taken from the air you
air that comforts me without word
not yourOh surprise surprise I'm supposed
the desire to have you back again
modest project of love and read
I can not cook I let myself eat
smellingand the air wins and wins
Outperforms my desire
born and concealed from the air you
I walk all over sapendomi
the air you
I take back what I find
taken from the air you
air that comforts me without word
not yourThe air that confuses me
confuses my plans
sending them to airmolesta molesta
the idea that lends itself
the desire to see you again
modest pretext
that does not seem serious
Amado mio

GILDA (1946) A Columbia Picture
Producer: Van Upp Viginia
Director: Charles VidorScreenplay: Marion Parsonnet, from an adaptation by Jo Eisinger of EA Ellington story
The Stars:
Rita Hayworth: Gilda
Glenn Ford's Johnny Farrell
George MacReady: Ballin Mundson
Joseph Calleia: Detective Obregon
Steven Geray: Uncle PioSongs: by Doris Fisher & Allan Roberts: "Amado Mio," "Put the Blame On Mame"
Miss Hayworth's song vocals: Anita Ellis
Dances staged by Jack Cole
Gowns by Jean LouisBlack & White, 110 mins. Running time
On Air: Amado Mio
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