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CANETADAS ENTRE CONHAQUES... Entre e beba A Vontade


I Wanna Love No More

(a livre de “Não Quero Mais”; para variar, de Cartola!)

 

 

 

I want no more

To love anybody

I wasn’t happy

Destiny has denied my first love

It dried as a flower

That has never grown

But still left spikes

That forever will hurt my heart

 

I know that I am a seed of Love

Since I was born

But I have no ground or pound

That’ my destiny

Since the first time I felt a dream

It was a dream that was born

But dead before it happened to us

 

Sometimes I laugh thinking of the past

I never thought of Love and I was never loved

But if you suppose I am a liar and lovable

I swear it is just a dream and nothing else



Escrito por Poeta às 08h07
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Upcoming Morning

(eis que Cartola deflagra em outro idioma a Alvorada – frise-se, “livremente” traduzida...)

 

 

It’s Upcoming morning in my hill

That’s so pretty

No one cries and there’s no sadness

And nobody is disgusted

 

The sun is it coloring and it’s amazing, so amazing

And the nature is smiling, and painting and painting it

 

(Upcoming morning)

 

You also remind me the Upcoming Morning

When you come lightening

All my fully dark ways

And then the few I have

Becomes almost a piece of nothing

As I am always following us

In such a lost way



Escrito por Poeta às 07h21
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The Sun will Shine

(de "O Sol Nascerá", mais uma tradução "livre" da série “Cartola translated” )

 

Smiling widely I intend to spend my life

‘Cause for crying I saw all my youth so lost

The storm is ended, finally

The sun will shine again

It’s the end of missing fillings

I’ll find somebody else to love!



Escrito por Poeta às 06h29
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I need to find Me

(Orig.: “Preciso me encontrar” de Cartola – Trad. Livre “Daniel Poeta”)

 

Let me go

I need to walk

I’ll go around just trying to find

Laughing instead of crying

 

I want to see the sun shining

I must see all the rivers rolling

I’ll hear bird’s song during the spring

I want to born

I want to live

 

Just let me go

I‘ll go around

You know what I have in my mind

Laughing instead of crying

 

I want to see the sun burning

I need the river nonstop falling

I’ll hear my songs whistling

Please let me go

Just let me live

 

Please let me go

I need to walk

I’ll go around just trying to find

Laughing instead of crying



Escrito por Poeta às 05h49
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