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The Rose

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She crushes my life plans
Dear, guide star of my path
Thorn nailed in my throat
Throat
This saint sometimes calls me by the wrong name
And disappears
 
And disappears until late in the night
Poor thing, she works the night shift
Artist, she is crazy about Portela1
Look at her
Look at her wearing green and pink2
 
The Rose assures me she belongs to me only
Quietly, she went out to buy cigarettes
How funny, she brought some things from the Northeast of the country
How lucky
How lucky, she came back all smiles
 
Mad, she comes up with such caresses
Egyptian3, she sees me and looks away
Hippiesh, she embroided my name in her shirt
Abuses, accuses me
Inspects my pants' pockets
 
That liar cleared my wallet
Cool, she paid our bills
Alright, when it's all good she leaves me, she complains
This geisha
What a sweet woman
The Rose
 
Oh, Rose, what about my life plans?
Bandit, where is my guide star?
Tramp, you forget me in the dark night
But you swear
You swear to me that someday you'll come back home
 
She crushes my life plans
Dear, guide star of my life
Thorn nailed in my throat
Throat
This saint sometimes calls me Alberto
Alberto
 
I'm sure she dreamed with some soap opera
Penelope, awaits me embroidering
Sweating, bedridden with a fever
What a fever
This hare, how ardent she is
The Rose
 
The Rose swore me everlasting love
I took my suit to dye
Someday she brought me some tight clothes
Me gusta, me gusta
She had a whim of dancing tango
 
My meal disappeared from the fridge
Homely, her sauce is wonderful
What a dutiful daughter, she visits her family in São Paulo
To the pampas, to the pampas
She came back all tanned4
 
This fairy ruins my lyricism
This Candomblé celebration, wears down my larynx
Sphinx, she eats me up
Chilling, that good one
What a wonderful thing
The Rose
 
Oh, Rose, what about my life plans?
Bandit, where is my guide star?
Tramp, she forgets me in the dark night
But she swears
She swears that she'll come back home someday
 
  • 1. A renowned samba school
  • 2. The colors of Mangueira, Portela's rival
  • 3. There's an idiom that literally translates to 'Play the Egyptian', meaning looking away, showing your profile, in a rude or hostile manner when you don't want to talk to someone - a reference to ancient Egyptian paintings
  • 4. Pampas are a kind of plain typical of the south of Brazil (far away from São Paulo), famous for being cold and its rocky untouristy beaches


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2025.03.18.

Let it fly





Let it fly
Let it fly
Let it fly
 

Let it live
Let it fly
Let it fly
 

Let it fly
Let it fly
Let it fly
 

Let it live
Let it fly
In the middle of bullseye
Swishes right through the hoop*
 

I remember the branch and the tree
I remember the shared mouth
I remember the grand longing
 

I share a room with you
I share a shirt with you
Until I depart into the rain
 

I remember the branch and the tree
I remember the sad mop and the moon
I watch as the rock breathes
I watch as fingers leave prints
I watch everything over again
I listen closely to sky and earth
 

I everything doesn't fit into the cranium
One can hide their face in their shirt
Even a chair can be a friend
With it one can laugh and cry
One can watch a movie on the ceiling
And feel the rain in one's soul
A mosquito flies with us
It would like a drop of our blood
 

Let it fly
Let it fly
Let it fly
 

Let it live
Let it fly
 

I left you behind
I left you behind
And went away
Sometimes you just have to leave to see
Open the door and walk into the rain
 

I remember your gaze
I remember your agony
I remember the throe in one's** soul
 

I remember the branch and the tree
I remember the shared mouth
I remember the tranquil moon
 


2025.03.18.

Italian Twist





(Hey, paisano, Italian twist,
whoa-oh-oh-oh,
and joy, twistin' like a-crazy,
whoa-oh-oh-oh.)
 

Round and round like a pizza pie,
turn, turn, do and die.
Hey, paisano, Italian twist,
hey, baby, drink a little wine.
 

I took a trip to Italy
and what do you think I saw?
Well, everybody was doin' the twist
from nine to ninety-four.
 

Oh, you should see Sophia twist,
she swings from north to south
and when Gina shakes her hips,
the boys all twist and shout.
 

Hey, paisano, Italian twist,
whoa-oh-oh-oh,
and joy, twistin' like a-crazy,
whoa-oh-oh-oh.
 

Turn, dear, turn, lover
doin' the twist at the sleazy bar.
Hey, paisano, Italian twist,
hey, baby, drink a little wine.
 

In Rome, I met a fella
they called Chubby Knock
and when he starts to do the twist,
the girl begins to yell.
 

And when I went to Venice town,
I saw the strangest sight:
gondaliers were twistin' 'round
and singin' through the night.
 

Hey, paisano, Italian twist,
whoa-oh-oh-oh,
and joy, twistin' like a-crazy,
whoa-oh-oh-oh.
 

Turn, dear, turn, lover
doin' the twist at the sleazy bar.
 

Hey, paisano, Italian twist,
whoa-oh-oh-oh,
and joy, twistin' like a-crazy,
whoa-oh-oh-oh.
 

Round and round like a pizza pie,
turn, turn, do and die.
Hey, paisano, Italian twist,
hey, baby, drink a little wine.
 

Hey, paisano, Italian twist,
whoa-oh-oh-oh,
and joy, twistin' like a-crazy,
whoa-oh-oh-oh...
 


2025.03.18.

Cherries





Another one of those
Who wrecks you entirely
And doesn't stay to fix things
I'll say it to you straight
You deserve better
 

This is the new you, a new chapter,
and here the rules are different
Now is your time to decide
who you let in close
I know it still hurts,
but you will fall in love again
 

I promise that the next time cherries are blossoming
You won't taste it on lips anymore
Old wounds heal on new skin
You'll see - baby you'll see
 

I promise that the next time cherries are blossoming
You'll glow again, and get your energies back
Old wounds heal on new skin
You'll see - baby you'll see
 

There's still feelings, but
You'll get over it
Even though you don't think so yet
A new door opens when
One closes behind you
Mmm, yeah
 

This is the new you, a new chapter,
and here the rules are different
Now is your time to decide
who you let in close
I know it still hurts,
but you will fall in love again
 

I promise that the next time cherries are blossoming
You won't taste it on lips anymore
Old wounds heal on new skin
You'll see - baby you'll see
 

I promise that the next time cherries are blossoming
You'll glow again, and get your energies back
Old wounds heal on new skin
You'll see - baby you'll see
 

Now is your turn to pick
just what works for you
Let it go if it hurts
Now is your turn to pick
just what works for you
Time to choose yourself first
 

I promise that the next time cherries are blossoming
You won't taste it on lips anymore
Old wounds heal on new skin
You'll see - baby you'll see
 

I promise that the next time cherries are blossoming
You'll glow again, and get your energies back
Old wounds heal on new skin
You'll see - baby you'll see
 


2025.03.18.

Open a Path for You





Exhausted from each other like this , receiving back gossip and mockery
I don’t get a bit of comfort or carefree satisfaction
Letting go of everything, I make an effort even though I know it will collapse
Longing for ambiguity, but I still always stand and wait
 

(Loving) each other deeply, then split in two, I thought that love wouldn’t fade
Caring to the point of being superficial, so I also don’t know who to blame
Many tragedies and comedies fall upon my shoulders, I bear the numbness of the whole sky
I have to make a way, sending you off, hoping to be reconciled
 

Since the day you left, I toss and turn at every thought
A piercing pain in my heart, I don’t see peace or leisure anywhere
Since the day you became far away, I fell apart on a pouring rainy afternoon
Deep years and months disappeared with the cold sunset
 

The emptiness of late nights, I silently light a few drops of spare oil
My heart burns out, I have to embrace sorrow alone
The shaky love story split the two of us, each person on one branch
Disasters and misfortunes, why must I be the one to bear them?