Não posso ficar Nem mais um minuto com você Sinto muito amor Mas não pode ser Moro em Jaçanã Se eu perder esse trem Que sai agora às onze horas Só amanhã de manhã
E além disso mulher Tem outra coisa Minha mãe não dorme Enquanto eu não chegar
A estrela mais linda, hein? Tá no Gantois E o sol mais brilhante, hein? Tá no Gantois A beleza do mundo, hein? Tá no Gantois E a mão da doçura, hein? Tá no Gantois O consolo da gente, ai Tá no Gantois E a Oxum mais bonita, hein? Tá no Gantois
Olorum quem mandou essa filha de Oxum Tomar conta da gente e de tudo cuidar Olorum quem mandou ê ô, ora iê iê ô Ê ô, ora iê iê ô
Olorun: «Na Mitologia Yoruba, e no Culto de Ifá é chamado Olódùmarè ou Olorun, nas religiões afro-brasileiras é chamado de Olorum, é o Dono do Orun céu e Criador do Orun e do Aiye, o céu e a terra. É associado fortemente com a cor branca, e controla tudo. É o Deus Pai Criador de tudo e de todos. Embora reconhecido e louvado como Único e Soberano, não existe templo individual para Ele. De acordo com um dos mitos da criação yoruba, ele delegou os poderes de criação do Aiye para seu primeiro e mais velho filho Orisanla ou Obatalá»
Mitologia Yoruba: «A mitologia dos iorubás engloba toda a visão de mundo e as religiões dos iorubás, tanto na África (principalmente na Nigéria e na República do Benin) quanto no Novo Mundo, onde influenciou ou deu nascimento várias religiões, tais como a Santería em Cuba e o Candomblé no Brasilem acréscimo ao transplante das religiões trazidas da terra natal. A mitologia Iorubá é definida por Itans de Ifá.»
Fortaleza de São João Baptista de Ajudá: «A Fortaleza de São João Baptista de Ajudá, também conhecida como Feitoria de Ajudá ou simplesmente Ajudá, localiza-se na cidade de Uidá, na costa ocidental africana, atual República de Benin. (...) As costas da Mina e a da Guiné foram percorridas por navegadores portugueses desde o século XV, que, com o tempo, aí passaram a desenvolver importante comércio, principalmente de escravos africanos. É desse periodo que data a ascensão do antigo reino de Daomé e a importância de sua capital, Abomei (ou Abomé)».
Roda-viva Tem dias que a gente se sente Como quem partiu ou morreu A gente estancou de repente Ou foi o mundo então que cresceu A gente quer ter voz ativa No nosso destino mandar Mais eis que chega a roda-viva E carrega o destino pra lá Roda mundo, roda-gigante Roda-moinho, roda pião O tempo rodou num instante Nas voltas do meu coração A gente vai contra a corrente Até não poder resistir No volta do barco é que sente O quanto deixou de cumprir Faz tempo que a gente cultiva A mais linda roseira que há Mas eis que chega a roda-viva E carrega a roseira pra lá Roda mundo, roda-gigante Roda-moinho, roda pião O tempo rodou num instante Nas voltas do meu coração A roda da saia, a mulata Não quer mais rodar, não senhor Não posso fazer serenata A roda de samba acabou A gente toma a iniciativa Viola na rua, a cantar Mas eis que chega a roda-viva E carrega a viola pra lá Roda mundo, roda-gigante Roda-moinho, roda pião O tempo rodou num instante Nas voltas do meu coração O samba, a viola, a roseira Um dia a fogueira queimou Foi tudo ilusão passageira Que a brisa primeira levou No peito a saudade cativa Faz força pro tempo parar Mas eis que chega a roda-viva E carrega a saudade pra lá Roda mundo, roda-gigante Roda-moinho, roda pião O tempo rodou num instante Nas voltas do meu coração
Para ver e ouvirChico Buarqueinterpretar a canção «Roda Viva»:
Faleceu Morais e Castro, um intelectual ao serviço da cultura e do povo português.
José Armando Tavares Morais e Castro que dentro de um mês completaria 70 anos de idade, era militante do PCP, ao qual aderiu ainda muito jovem, tendo assumido altas responsabilidades de apoio à direcção do Partido antes e depois da Revolução de Abril.
Sócio fundador do Sindicato dos Trabalhadores de Espectáculos, integrou desde a Revolução de Abril o Sector Intelectual da Organização Regional de Lisboa do PCP, de cuja direcção continuava a fazer parte. Candidato pelas listas da CDU a Lisboa nas próximas eleições autárquicas, era actualmente eleito na Assembleia de Freguesia dos Anjos.
Destacou-se pela sua actividade enquanto advogado e grande figura da cultura portuguesa. Nas artes do espectáculo, Morais e Castro estreou-se profissionalmente no Teatro do Gerifalto. Passou pelo grupo Cénico de Direito e integrou o Teatro Moderno de Lisboa. Em 1968, é co-fundador do Grupo 4 no Teatro Aberto. Representou autores como Peter Weiss, Bertolt Brecht, Max Frisch, Peter Handke e Boris Vian. Contracenou com Mário Viegas na peça À espera de Godot de Samuel Beckett. Em 2004, interpretou O Fazedor de Teatro com Joaquim Benite na Companhia de Teatro de Almada que lhe valeu a Menção Honrosa da Crítica.
Estreou-se no cinema com Pássaros de Asas Cortadas de Artur Ramos. Participou em programas de rádio e, estreia-se na televisão em o Rei Veado de Carlo Gozzi, realizado também por Artur Ramos. Desde então, participou em novelas e séries televisivas com grande destaque para as Lições do Tonecas.
Morais e Castro era actualmente da Direcção da Casa do Artista, do qual foi sócio fundador. O seu desaparecimento deixa a cultura portuguesa mais pobre. A sua determinação e firmeza em defesa da classe operária e dos trabalhadores radicava no seu optimismo jovial e na confiança nos ideais que defendia. É com profundo pesar que o Partido Comunista Português deixa a sua homenagem a um homem que lutou toda a vida e, por isso, como afirmou Bertolt Brecht, foi, é e será um dos “imprescindíveis”.
O corpo de Morais e Castro encontra-se, a partir das 20h00 de hoje, no Palácio das Galveias em Lisboa, realizando-se amanhã, domingo, ás 15h30, o seu funeral no cemitério do Alto de São João.
This is the early evening edition of the news. The recent fight in the House of Representatives was over the open housing section of the Civil Rights Bill. Brought traditional enemies together but it left the defenders of the measure without the votes of their strongest supporters. President Johnson originally proposed an outright ban covering discrimination by everyone for every type of housing but it had no chance from the start and everyone in Congress knew it. A compromise was painfully worked out in the House Judiciary Committee. In Los Angeles today comedian Lenny Bruce died of what was believed to be an overdoes of narcotics. Bruce was 42 years old. Dr. Martin Luther King says he does not intend to cancel plans for an open housing march Sunday into the Chicago suburb of Cicero. Cook County Sheriff Richard Ogleby asked King to call off the march and the police in Cicero said they would ask the National Guard to be called out if it is held. King, now in Atlanta, Georgia, plans to return to Chicago Tuesday. In Chicago Richard Speck, accused murderer of nine student nurses, was brought before a grand jury today for indictment. The nurses were found stabbed an strangled in their Chicago apartment. In Washington the atmosphere was tense today as a special subcommittee of the House Committee on Un-American activities continued its probe into anti- Viet nam war protests. Demonstrators were forcibly evicted from the hearings when they began chanting anti-war slogans. Former Vice-President Richard Nixon says that unless there is a substantial increase in the present war effort in Viet nam, the U.S. should look forward to five more years of war. In a speech before the Convention of the Veterans of Foreign Wars in New York, Nixon also said opposition to the war in this country is the greatest single weapon working against the U.S. That's the 7 o'clock edition of the news, Goodnight.
Silent night Holy night All is calm All is bright Round yon virgin mother and child Holy infant so tender and mild Sleep in heavenly peace, sleep in heavenly peace.
A Jewish Barber: I'm sorry, but I don't want to be an emperor. That's not my business. I don't want to rule or conquer anyone. I should like to help everyone if possible; Jew, Gentile, black man, white. We all want to help one another. Human beings are like that. We want to live by each other's happiness, not by each other's misery. We don't want to hate and despise one another. In this world there is room for everyone, and the good earth is rich and can provide for everyone. The way of life can be free and beautiful, but we have lost the way. Greed has poisoned men's souls, has barricaded the world with hate, has goose-stepped us into misery and bloodshed. We have developed speed, but we have shut ourselves in. Machinery that gives abundance has left us in want. Our knowledge as made us cynical; our cleverness, hard and unkind. We think too much and feel too little. More than machinery, we need humanity. More than cleverness, we need kindness and gentleness. Without these qualities, life will be violent and all will be lost. The airplane and the radio have brought us closer together. The very nature of these inventions cries out for the goodness in men; cries out for universal brotherhood; for the unity of us all. Even now my voice is reaching millions throughout the world, millions of despairing men, women, and little children, victims of a system that makes men torture and imprison innocent people. To those who can hear me, I say, do not despair. The misery that is now upon us is but the passing of greed, the bitterness of men who fear the way of human progress. The hate of men will pass, and dictators die, and the power they took from the people will return to the people. And so long as men die, liberty will never perish. Soldiers! Don't give yourselves to brutes, men who despise you, enslave you; who regiment your lives, tell you what to do, what to think and what to feel! Who drill you, diet you, treat you like cattle, use you as cannon fodder. Don't give yourselves to these unnatural men - machine men with machine minds and machine hearts! You are not machines, you are not cattle, you are men! You have the love of humanity in your hearts! You don't hate! Only the unloved hate; the unloved and the unnatural. Soldiers! Don't fight for slavery! Fight for liberty! In the seventeenth chapter of St. Luke, it is written that the kingdom of God is within man, not one man nor a group of men, but in all men! In you! You, the people, have the power, the power to create machines, the power to create happiness! You, the people, have the power to make this life free and beautiful, to make this life a wonderful adventure. Then in the name of democracy, let us use that power. Let us all unite. Let us fight for a new world, a decent world that will give men a chance to work, that will give youth a future and old age a security. By the promise of these things, brutes have risen to power. But they lie! They do not fulfill that promise. They never will! Dictators free themselves but they enslave the people. Now let us fight to fulfill that promise. Let us fight to free the world! To do away with national barriers! To do away with greed, with hate and intolerance! Let us fight for a world of reason, a world where science and progress will lead to all men's happiness. Soldiers, in the name of democracy, let us all unite! Hannah, can you hear me? Wherever you are, look up Hannah! The clouds are lifting! The sun is breaking through! We are coming out of the darkness into the light! We are coming into a new world; a kindlier world, where men will rise above their hate, their greed, and brutality. Look up, Hannah! The soul of man has been given wings and at last he is beginning to fly. He is flying into the rainbow! Into the light of hope, into the future! The glorious future, that belongs to you, to me and to all of us. Look up, Hannah. Look up!
The Prosecutor: Never, never in the history of jurisprudence have such terrifying deeds been brought to light. Gentlemen of the jury, you have before you a cruel and cynical monster. Look at him! [all heads turn to face Verdoux, who turns around himself to look behind.] The Prosecutor: Observe him, gentlemen. This man, who has brains, if he had decent instincts, could have made an honest living. And yet, he preferred to rob and murder unsuspecting women. In fact, he made a business of it. I do not ask for vengeance, but for the protection of society. For this mass killer, I demand the extreme penalty: that he be put to death on the guillotine. The State rests its case. Judge: Monsieur Verdoux, you have been found guilty. Have you anything to say before sentence is passed upon you? Henri Verdoux: Oui, monsieur, I have. However remiss the prosecutor has been in complimenting me, he at least admits that I have brains. Thank you, Monsieur, I have. And for thirty-five years I used them honestly. After that, nobody wanted them. So I was forced to go into business for myself. As for being a mass killer, does not the world encourage it? Is it not building weapons of destruction for the sole purpose of mass killing? Has it not blown unsuspecting women and little children to pieces? And done it very scientifically? As a mass killer, I am an amateur by comparison. However, I do not wish to lose my temper, because very shortly, I shall lose my head. Nevertheless, upon leaving this spark of earthly existence, I have this to say: I shall see you all...very soon...very soon.
Actor and filmmaker Sean Penn talks with Raul Castro about Obama, Guantanamo and the Pentagon; and with Venezuelan President Hugo Chavez on human rights in his country and the next US administration.
Nomeado para a Palma de Ouro do Festival de Cannes ganhou o FIPRESCI Prize(For its sensitive, amusing and innovative vision of a complex and topical situation and the tragic consequences that result from it.)e ainda o Prémio do Júri. Ver os PrémiosAQUI.
