A keresés eredménye

Gray Love

At the horizon line there's a gray background
Beyond this line I go straight ahead
 
I don't believe it when they tell me the ending is gray
If I see the gray color as a colorful beginning
 
When it all ends, people say it became ashes1
It's a mistake, because ashes heal, poetry I am
 
A gray attire is noble-like
Ash Wednesday2 is a day to praise the Lord
 
Let's celebrate, love shall be reborn from ashes
Let's celebrate the color gray with love
 
A silver drop of dew is gray
Brain mass is gray, love
 
Purification is also done with ashes
The phoenix was reborn from ashes with honor
 
I only want to lazily lie about, kiss and cuddle when the day is gray
Read poetry and sing under the sun
 
I strum my guitar and dream in colors
And I see in my lover that gray undressed
 
Let's celebrate, love shall be reborn from ashes
Let's celebrate the color gray with love
 

• 1. In Portuguese, 'ashes' and 'gray' are the same word.
• 2. Or 'Gray Wednesday', as the words are the same

Unprejudicedly

A hoarse voice
A guitar so slow, a feeling of love
A quailed chest, no
An enamored chest, yes
 
It's the soft slow step
It's the slow soft step of love, of love, of love
It's the soft slow step
It's the slow soft step of love
 
Hurt, no
Welcome, yes
Desperate, no
Loved, yes
Quailed, no
Enamored, yes
Why not?
 
Unprejudicedly I live my life
No matter the color of the skin, no matter the color of the going
No matter the color of the returning, the color I am right now is beautiful
Please don't close the door, take me as I am
I'm a son of the dust, I feel the dust around me
If you close the door on me, I know love shall support me
 
Holding me (love)
Sublimating me (love)
Involving me (love)
Adoring me (love)
Wishing me well
 
Adoring me (love)
Holding me (love)
Sublimating me (love)
Adoring me, love (love)
Wishing me well
 
A hoarse voice
 

Praying Word

A word
The beginning of a prayer
Words are carried by the wind
But their intention always remain
 
A passionate kiss
A kiss that was never given
Annihilated feelings
Like leaves drying
To the heat of the summer sun
 
Grandma told me: don't be careless!
Children playing on the pavement always make a mess
 
Dance a semba1
Or a merengue2-like samba
Play an afoxé3 in xaxado4
And in Balabina play a tropical semba
 
The baobab
Fights incoherence
No matter the flattery
It'll never allow no one to climb it
 
The sapodilla tree
That gives us its sweet fruit
Feels proud and unpolluted
Because the color of its fruit's skin is the color of Africa
 
A word
The beginning of a prayer
Words are carried by the wind
But their intention always remain
 
A passionate kiss
A kiss that was never given
Annihilated feelings
Like leaves drying
To the heat of the summer sun
 
Grandma told me: don't be careless!
Children playing on the pavement always make a mess
 
Dance a semba
Or a merengue-like samba
Play an afoxé in xaxado
And in Balabina play a tropical semba
 
Tropical semba
Tropical semba
 

• 1. African rhythm that was one of the main influences of samba
• 2. African-Caribbean rhythm
• 3. African musical instrument widely used in samba and in African-Brazilian religions' ceremonies
• 4. Popular Brazilian dance and music of native and Portuguese origins, unrelated to samba

My Daughter, Tell Me What You See

Nba mi nbó
Emi ifé Olorum
Nba mi nbó
Emi ifé Olorum
Nba mi nbó
Emi ifé Olorum
Mori, mori Oxumarê
Ami ojo dada mi
Mori, mori Oxumarê
Ami ojo dada mi
 
My daughter, tell me what you see
I see and I feel Yemoja
With a sweet hope in Her eyes
A pleasant breeze is felt in the air
 
My daughter, tell me what you see
I see and I feel Yemoja
With a sweet hope in Her eyes
A pleasant breeze is felt in the air
 
Mori, mori Oxumarê
Ami ojo dada mi
 
My daughter, tell me what you see
I see and I feel Yemoja
With a sweet hope in Her eyes
A pleasant breeze is felt in the air
 
My daughter, tell me what you see
I see and I feel Yemoja
With a sweet hope in Her eyes
A pleasant breeze is felt in the air
 
Nba mi nbó
Emi ife Olorum
Nba mi nbó
Emi ife Olorum