Nascem as feridas.
As paixões geram as desilusões
Que cantam as frustrações
Versando as angustias do coração.
Os desamores ferem,
As despedidas frustram,
As idas e vindas desiludem.
As desilusões machucam,
Os lamentos esfriam.
As desventuras calam os cantos,
As tristezas provocam os prantos
E estes choram os desencantos
Com a ausência do amor.
Chora a dor.
Os descompassos causam as feridas,
As desilusões abusam das paixões,
Aguçam as decepções do coração
Que chora lágrimas descabidas.
De tudo que entendo ser o amor
Restará somente a dor.
Das promessas será lembrado
Apenas as promessas e as feridas
De quem nelas acreditou.
Novembro 18, 2013
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Dissonances of life
From dissonances
of life
Comes
the wounds.
The passions
generate disappointments
That
sings the frustrations
That wounds
the hearts.
The sadness
hurts,
The good
by frustrate,
The
comes and goes disappoint.
Disillusionment
aches,
The laments
cool down.
The
misadventures silent the music,
The
sorrows provoke tears
And
the tears mourn the disappointments
With
the absence of love.
Cries
the pain.
Mismatches
cause wounds,
Disillusion
abuse of the passions,
Sharpen
the disappointments of the heart
Who
cries misplaced tears.
Of everything
that I understand to be the
Love
will remain only the pain.
Of the
promises will be remembered
Only
the promises and wounds of those
Who
believed in it.
November 18, 2013
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