Maritime Lisbon

(Photo by Sailor Girl)

«I used to rule the world, seas would rise when I gave the word. Now in the morning I sleep alone, sweep the streets I used to own... I used to roll the dice, feel the fear in my enemies eyes, listen as the crowd would sing: "Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!" One minute I held the key, next the walls were closed on me. And I discovered that my castles stand upon pillars of salt, and pillars of sand. I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing, Roman Cavalry choirs are singing. Be my mirror my sword and shield, my missionaries in a foreign field. For some reason I can not explain once you know there was never, never an honest word, that was when I ruled the world. It was the wicked and wild wind blew down the doors to let me in. Shattered windows and the sound of drums, people could not believe what I'd become. Revolutionaries wait for my head on a silver plate, just a puppet on a lonely string Oh who would ever want to be king? I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing, Roman Cavalry choirs are singing, be my mirror, my sword and shield, my missionaries in a foreign field. For some reason I can not explain I know Saint Peter won't call my name, never an honest word, and that was when I ruled the world...»

«Viva la Vida», by Coldplay, now playing at Rádio Atlântico Azul. The name of the song is also the name of the album and was inspired in a painting by Frida Kahlo. Inspirado numa obra de Frida Kahlo.

Frida Kahlo, «Viva la vida». 1954. Oil on masonite. 59 x 50.7 cm. Frida Kahlo Museum, Mexico City, Mexico.