231# A place to rest

Yeah, dude, I've been kind of upset about some things that are happening 

life is like that, I imagine that we all carry certain difficulties...

but I didn't come here to tell my problems

I'll leave something I wrote for you and see if you like it... come on, let's go

A  place to rest

As soon as he failed

He thought: I will continue

But even trying and trying, he still failed

and in the darkest night, he lay and imagined something

He thought: Something like this must exist...

and that night he dreamed of paradise

He woke up and wanted to make sure that such a place must exist

And with her, with her, was different

she got tired of running

She said: I can't handle it anymore

and as soon as she looked for something to lean on, she didn't find it and she fell

and on the coldest night, she lay down and imagined something

She said to herself as she cried

- Something like this must exist

And that night she dreamed of paradise

She woke up with a slight, sad smile.

because she wanted to believe that such a place must exist

Me, me...particularly for a few years, walked into a cold December that went on too long

 drinking with a bitter taste on my mouth, I had a strange dream

and I thought the same thing as them... ahhh (sigh)... I thought the same

A place like this must exist

231# Um lugar pra descansar

é mano, eu ando meio chateado com algumas coisas que estão acontecendo

vida é assim mesmo, imagino que todos nós carregamos certas dificuldades...

mas eu não vim aqui pra contar os meus problemas

vou deixar algo que eu escrevi pra vocês e ver se vocês gostam... vamo lá

 

Um lugar pra descansar

Assim que ele falhou

Ele pensou : Eu vou continuar

Mas mesmo tentando e tentando, ele ainda falhou

e na noite mais sombria, ele deitou e imaginou algo

Ele pensou: Algo assim deve existir...

e naquela noite ele sonhou com o paraíso

Ele acordou e quis ter certeza que um lugar assim deve existir

Ela, ela já foi diferente 

Ela cansou de correr

Ela disse: Eu não dou conta mais

e assim que ela procurou algo pra se escorar, ela não achou e ela caiu

e na noite mais fria , ela deitou e imaginou  algo

Ela disse pra si mesmo enquanto chorava

- Algo assim deve existir

E naquela noite ela sonhou com o paraíso

Ela acordou com um leve sorriso meio tristonho

pois ela queria acreditar que um lugar assim deve existir

Eu, eu particularmente por alguns anos, andei pro um dezembro frio que se estendeu demais

Eu bebendo meio amargurado, tive um sonho estranho

e pensei a mesma coisa que eles... ahhh(suspiro)... pensei o mesmo

Um lugar assim, deve existir

André Araujo Ribeiro

230# Observation

 Observation

My boss again, every now and then shows up

with his strange demands, a different text as always,

I have to do it, right, it's part of the function... let's go

I make an observation:

There's a sea of ​​people out there who should learn how to hurt...

I'm sorry, I'm sorry - she said

I replied: it didn't hurt like you wanted

However, was it good for you?

yesterday or the day before yesterday?

She answered me with a look of disdain

Always in the liveliest place

willing to bet

willing to say something

that someone wants to believe

And you - she spoke with intensity

- Do you like someone? even a little?

I replied: I haven't been practicing this since my wife died

And the pills don't work

drinks though...

even more when there is some spark

could you peel the wires

take something from the inside out

Or practice as a sport

anything that works for you will do

My doctors have already tried to explain my symptoms to me

decide not to listen, it's not always worth it

To talk to you, it takes so long, my lady

You should apologize... She strangely insinuates

I warned: I didn't do anything that is not allowed

Her: you, you!!!

ahhh (sigh)

I said: you shouldn't ask questions for answers you don't want to hear...

André Araujo Ribeiro

230# Observação

 Observação

Faço uma observação:

Há uma mar de pessoas la fora que deveriam aprender a machucar

Me desculpa, me desculpa - ela falou

Eu respondi: n machucou como vc queria

No entanto, foi bom pra vc?

ontem ou antes de ontem?

Ela me respondeui com um olhar de desdém

Sempre no lugar mais animado

disposto a apostar

disposto a faalar algo

que allguém queira acreditar

E vc, vc mesmo - ela falou com intensidadde

- vc gosta de alguem?, nem que seja um pouco?

Eu retruquei: n venho praticando isso desde que minha mulher morreu

E os remedios n funcionam

as bebidas no entanto...

ainda mais quando há alguma faisca

Vc podia descascar os fios

Tirar algo de dentro pra fora

Ou praticar como esporte

qualquer coisa qque funcione pra vc serve

Meus médicos ja tenram me explicar os meus sintomas

decidir n ouvir, nem sempre vale a pena

Para falar com vc, leva tanto tempo, minha dama

Vc deveria se desculpar... Ela estranhamente incinua

Eu alertei: n fiz nada que  n seja permitido

Ela: vc, vc!!!

ahhh(suspiro)

Eu falei: vc não devia fazer perguntas pra respostas que vc n quer ouvir...

94# Do you love me?

Women, women, if you ever had a hard time dealing with any of them, it happens ,i think with time we all learn to deal, eventually

Do you love me?

She asked me:

Do You love me?

...

- No

...

But we can play a logical game of pain

Maybe you get scared as sometimes there are situational meanings,

they are very intense, emotional truths of moments

That unpleasant feeling of pretending that nothing is changing

But she already knew something different from the moment she asked me

And she comes into my room and moves things around




Do you love me?

And there's always one heavy side and the other one that floats

The slow hand that holds you in place

Can't you see what you've done to my heart?

This empty and lost place now

And the things you've always dreamed of

Will slowly give space to another place

The slow hand that holds you in place

Do you love me?

Your sacred parts

You come on Sundays

We take time to find something new

And the seasons calm down

And what ends, slowly, takes on other forms

And your mysteries go down with the sun

She sighs a lonely sound the time is turning back
Always the same sound that it is taking something from me

Dear, do you really love me?

Honey, can you love me?

My love, is this love?

Is time turning back

Always the same lonely sound 

that echoes in the air

Do you love me?

101# Reaction

Sometimes, you bump into girls on the street

They look at you and ask: Did you act in someway when I proposed

I don't get it.... let's go

Reaction

Was that a reaction?

It wasn't?

Was it something I said?

...

You call me without making a sound

....

How dare you?

so, it must be something I did

Was that a reaction?

It wasn't?

...

The magazine, The Internet, The television

I already arrived here prepared

...

So, was something you saw

...

Something about you feels like a sign

...

So you got a reaction, didn't you?

André Araujo Ribeiro