Sun,
light fibers
gathered in bundles
that cross
worlds,
fields,
tangled
cracks,
rivers, oceans,
backlands, corners
hit me with light....
How lucky! without him I
would not exist....!
So energized...!
I wanted to have refuge
in Atlantis...
what, atlantis
does not exist...!
I wanted to run away to
the space...but the
man turned it it
in space junk...
it will be necessary to die
to find
exile...?
there is some
place, locus where
i may be
in peace ?
alive...
Some landscape
untouched,
inhospitable...?
desert island,
jungle...
backlands...
anywhere
it urges me, I need...
a place for
in exile to
rest
of this world...
crazy world...
SOS !...
Politics is smart on one side
but it's half luck for another
when you win it's hazard
when you lost it's sourish
I think so much Pirulin
I got the first mush
before giving to each other.
Who doesn't cry, doesn't breastfeed
still said the song
and Sir Jorge made a fool
he wanted to face the dragon
the beast was so naughty
took it from a mandolin
and went fishing in Nippon.
All that shines is gold
says the law of my backlands
there the only shines so much
as golden brown
Sivuca who was an alchemist
he added harmonica with pifa
placed Sinata on the ground.
Slowly you go far
it was a communist motto
in Russian and England
and very futuristic lotto
Ze Lezin serious goat
wrote the package insert
and became capitalist.
Better two birds in hand
than two birds flying
best three lucky fart
than gas butane methane
so thought Napoleon
when he fell on all fours
in a serene afternoon...!
Like the rain that pours in the arid backlands,
making blossom the most shriveled of branches
I will work my days!
I will cultivate friendships
And, with all willpower,
I will perpetuate peace!
I will defend nature!
I will delight my eyes with such beauty.
And, by greater force,
I will compose from the primest melody
Charms of sympathy.
I will profuse embraces,
I will cheer up souls.
I will walk together.
And even when I’m out of things to say,
I will bid cheers to silence!
And who knows, maybe one day,
Diligent,
And seeing life as celebration,
I will be rain pouring in aridness!