Se me perguntares ...
If you.
If you ask me...
If I answer yes, you will embrace me, squeeze
my chest until I suffocate.
But if I answer no, you will cry and make
my heart cry with you.
What should I answer when you ask me about
my passion for you?
If I answer “yes,” you will take my “yes”
as weakness, and it will be my submission to your
whims, and my “no” will certainly cease to
mean “no” to you.
With no alternative, I am faced with “no,” and then
I watch sadness erase the sparkle from your eyes, and
your smile falls silent, and your silence saddens
my heart.
It would be good if our love were simpler,
if I didn't feel forced to say “no”
so as not to inflate your ego.
It's not right to use your tears as a means of
domination, it's not fair to abuse my fear of losing
Se eu responder que sim me abraçarás, apertarás
o meu peito até o meu sufocar.
Mas, se respondo que não, chorarás e fará
chorar, junto contigo, o meu coração.
Que responder então ao me perguntares sobre a
minha paixão por ti?
Se te respondo que "sim", tomas o meu “sim”
por fraqueza, e será a minha submissão aos teus
caprichos e o meu “não”, certamente, deixará de
significar “não” para ti.
Sem alternativa, me deparo com o "não" e, então,
assisto a tristeza apagar o brilho dos teus olhos, e
o teu sorriso emudecer e a tua mudez entristece
o meu coração.
Bom seria se o nosso amor fosse mais simples,
se eu não me sentisse forçado a dizer “não”,
para não inflar o teu ego.
Não é certo usar as tuas lágrimas como meio de
domínio, não é justo abusar do meu medo de te
perder!
Seria perfeito se em nossa união o amor fosse o
nosso farol, o nosso guia!
Mauro
Lucio - Brasília, maio de 2012.
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If you
If you.
If you ask me...
If I answer yes, you will embrace me, squeeze
my chest until I suffocate.
But if I answer no, you will cry and make
my heart cry with you.
What should I answer when you ask me about
my passion for you?
If I answer “yes,” you will take my “yes”
as weakness, and it will be my submission to your
whims, and my “no” will certainly cease to
mean “no” to you.
With no alternative, I am faced with “no,” and then
I watch sadness erase the sparkle from your eyes, and
your smile falls silent, and your silence saddens
my heart.
It would be good if our love were simpler,
if I didn't feel forced to say “no”
so as not to inflate your ego.
It's not right to use your tears as a means of
domination, it's not fair to abuse my fear of losing
you!
It would be perfect if in our union love were our
beacon, our guide!
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It would be perfect if in our union love were our
beacon, our guide!
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Ah! se simples fosse amar...
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