CAFÉ COM LETRAS - TAKE ME TO CHURCH ... CANTADO E DANÇADO

Sergei Polunin. Fonte da imagem: internet

Hozier. Fonte da imagem: internet

ANDREW HOZIER-BYRNE

Compositor / Cantor

Irlanda

27 anos

SERGEI POLUNIN

Bailarino / Actor

Ucrânia

27 anos

Take Me To Church



Música - Hozier
Coreografia - Jade Hale-Christofi
Performance - Sergei Polunin
Direcção - David LaChapelle

Fonte da imagem: internet

TAKE ME TO CHURCH

 My lover's got humour

She's the giggle at a funeral

Knows everybody's disapproval

I should've worshipped her sooner

If the Heavens ever did speak

She is the last true mouthpiece

Every Sunday's getting more bleak

A fresh poison each week

We were born sick

you heard them say it

My church offers no absolutes

She tells me "worship in the bedroom"

The only heaven I'll be sent to

Is when I'm alone with you

I was born sick, but I love it

Command me to be well

Amen. Amen. Amen

Take me to church

I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies

I'll tell you my sins

So you can sharpen your knife

Offer me that deathless death

Good God, let me give you my life

Take me to church

I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies

I'll tell you my sins

So you can sharpen your knife

Offer me that deathless death

Good God, let me give you my life

If I'm a pagan of the good times

My lover's the sunlight

To keep the Goddess on my side

She demands a sacrifice

To drain the whole sea get something shiny

Something meaty for the main course

That's a fine looking high horse

What you got in the stable?

We've a lot of starving faithful

That looks tasty

That looks plenty

This is hungry work

Take me to church

I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies

I'll tell you my sins

so you can sharpen your knife

Offer me my deathless death

Good God, let me give you my life

Take me to church

I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies

I'll tell you my sins

So you can sharpen your knife

Offer me my deathless death

Good God, let me give you my life

No masters or kings when the ritual begins

There is no sweeter innocence

Than our gentle sin

In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene

Only then I am human, only then I am clean

Amen. Amen. Amen

Take me to church

I'll worship like a dog

At the shrine of your lies

I'll tell you my sins

So you can sharpen your knife

Offer me that deathless death

Good God, let me give you my life

Take me to church

I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies

I'll tell you my sins

So you can sharpen your knife

Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life

                                                     

Fonte da imagem: internet

Un peu de distraction ...!!!

Edição: Janiel Martins
Fonte dos vídeos: Internet

BODIÃO COZIDO COM RAMA DE OLIVEIRA

Ingredientes:

- Bodião

- Ramo de oliveira

- Louro

- Sal

- Ovos

- Cenouras

- Alface

- Tomate

- Cebola

- Alho

- Limão

- Azeite

- Salsa

Modo de preparação:

Num tacho, deixe ferver a água, sal, uma folha de louro e um ramo de oliveira.

Amanhado o peixe, cortado ou inteiro, mergulhe-o na infusão que preparou e deixe 

cozer durante 3 ou 4 minutos, não mais, se inteiro. 

Se o cortou em postas, não deixe passar mais do que 2 a 3 minutos.

Guarde a água da cozedura, para uma açorda, numa outra refeição.

Em simultâneo e num outro tacho com água e sal, coza as cenouras, as cebolas e os ovos.

Use a salsa picada, o limão e o azeite como único tempero adicional.

Prepare uma salada de alface e tomate, temperada com sal, alho bem picado,

suco de limão e um fio de azeite.

Um potente suco de maçã,  laranja e tomate ... integram o pacote.

Pois é ... louve-se nessa companhia ...!

Diz-se pelas ilhas açorianas:

Bodião em Janeiro vale por um carneiro ...

Fonte das imagens: Janiel Martins