Mário de Sá-Carneiro - Dispersão Лирицс транслатион то енглисх
Dispersion
I got lost in myself
Cause I was a labyrinth
And today, as I feel me.
It's in longing of me
I'd passed through my life
A dreaming wild star
Yearning to overstep,
I badly was aware of my life...
For me, it is always yesterday,
I have not tomorrow either today
The time that elapses to others,
Falls on me like yesterday.
(The sunday in Paris
Reminds me the disappeared one
That was thrilled
The sunday in Paris:
Cause sunday is family
Is well-being, is simplicity,
And those who look the beauty
Haven't well-being either family)
Poor guy of yearnings...
You, yes, you were someone!
And that was also why
You deepened me into yearnings.
The great golden bird
Flapped its wings toward the sky
But refrained them satisfied
In seeing that it reached the sky.
As a lover cries
Thus I cry for myself
I was an unsteady lover
That betrayed himself
I can't feel the space I enclose
Either lines I protect:
If I look me in a mirror, I'm miss it
I can't find me in what I project.
I come back into myself
But it tell me nothing at all!
I've got my soul shrouded,
Dried out inside me.
I didn't lose my soul,
I got it lost
So I mourn about life,
The death of my life
Longingly I recall
A kindly partner
That in my whole life
I've never seen... but I remember
Her golden mouth
And her fainted body,
In a lost breath
That comes in gilding evening.
(My great longings
Are of what I've never took over
Oh, how I'm gonna missing
The dreams I'd never dreamed!)
I feel that my death
My whole dispersion
Exist far away in the north
In a big central city.
I see my last day,
Painted on rolls of tobacco
And all blue of agony
In shadow and yonder I disappear
Tenderness like yearning
I kiss my white hands...
I am love and mercy
In face of these white hands...
Sad hands, long and beautiful
That was meant to give...
Nobody else wanted to shake...
Sad hands, long and beautiful...
I have pity of me,
Poor ideal boy...
What lacked me after all?
A link? A footprint? Woe of me!
The twilight came down to my soul
I've been someone that has passed by
I'll be, But I'm not anyway
I don't live, I dream the twilight.
Alcohol of a autumn sleep
Pierced me vaguely
spreading me dormant
In an autumn breeze
I'd lost the death and life
And crazy, I don't get out of my mind
The lived hour flees
I follow it, but I don't remain...
Dismantled castle,
Winged maneless lions...
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26.11.2024
Interesting Woman
Do you know what trucks are for?
Do you know why there are stars and constellations?
That I don't know, I only know
that it's very interesting.
Do you know why planes fly?
Do you know why I have to write songs?
That I don't know, I only know
that it's very interesting.
Stars are there for you to see them shine
Trucks and Trains, to see them pass by
Songs are to say
that everything is interesting,
everything is very interesting.
Do you know why you have to go to the bathroom?
Do you know why we work all year?
That I don't know, I only know
that it can be interesting.
Do you know what Martians eat?
Do you have an idea of what's inside of a piano?
That, I will know and be able to
become interesting
With work and the bathroom you can kill time,
You have to talk about Martians and pianos,
with time you can be
an interesting man,
or an interesting woman,
someone very interesting
But if some day I get bored (cha-la-la-la)
and I lose all interest,
if I don't ask more questions (cha-la-la-la)
abandoning knowledge
That would also be interesting. (cha-la-la-la)
an interesting matter, (cha-la-la-la)
because I'm very interesting, (cha-la-la-la)
the interesting woman, (cha-la-la-la)
the interesting woman, (cha-la-la-la)
the interesting woman, (cha-la-la-la)
(cha-la-la-la)
26.11.2024
Movin' on without you
Nothing's gonna stop me
Only you can stop me
3 o'clock am in the middle of the night, with a PHS at my bedside
I'm waiting for it to ring, aren't I a fool?
The bell of the clock rings, just like in a fairy tale
But it doesn't matter if I find any glass slippers
If caring about me is troublesome, hurry up and tell me
I don't have that kind of time to waste
I'm movin' on without you
I can't pretend that I don't know about your alibi for playing around anymore
And to think of all the memories we had together
It wasn't supposed to end up being painful, why?
I guess it's still too early to pretend to be a good girl
Nothing's gonna stop me
Only you can stop me
Even though the lines I had prepared were perfect
The signal still isn't reaching, it's 4 in the morning
On this all too quiet night, my thoughts start to run wild
I get it, and yet I end up sleep deprived
I've already forgotten those promises
I'll give back the ring, so give back my heart
I have to go without you
Since it's frustrating, I'll break us up
It's not easy to pretend to be a good girl
It wasn't supposed to end up being painful, why?
I guess it's still too early to pretend to be a good girl
I don't care if I'm confused, I want you to love me
Even if you won't say it, I want you to understand
It wasn't supposed to end up being painful, why?
I guess it's still too early to pretend to be a good girl
26.11.2024
I think
Ajá Ajá Ajá.
I think
that giving an opinion is necessary
because I am intelligent
and that's why I'm always opinionated.
I think
that if I say aloud a thought
that comes to my head
I'm doing social criticism.
I think
about the human and the divine
and sometimes I say wisely:
'My opinion is to have an opinion'.
I think
that the government is in the right
and also wrong
depending on what side.
I think (ajá)
I think (mjm)
I think (ajá)
I think (ajá)
I think
with judgement and eloquence
and I never ask for mercy
if they accuse me of dementia.
I think
because I read newspapers
and I read them every day
to keep having opinions.
I think
without knowing how to read or write
I'll never know my opinion
But I'm very opinionated.
I think
with respect to your person
and I'd give my life
defending your opinion.
I think (mjm)
I think (ajá)
I think (ajá)
I think (ajá)
I think (ajá)
I think (mjm)
I think (ajá)
I think (ajá)
That's what I think.
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26.11.2024
The Danger Zone
If you don't say goodbye to me
Then that means this love isn't over, right?
You scoundrel... using grown up tricks, huh...
He'll entrance me back with a single exhalation
My crush on you has blindfolded my heart
I'm not sure that we should go much farther...
I want to go back (to who I once was) , but I can't... My feelings are upside down
My love staggers too close to the danger zone
We can still play around because we're safe for now
It would be nice if I could love someone else
But that's something I just can't do... no further discussion
Even the shadows pull me in for some reason
Now, I know what you meant
I have a feeling you're thinking
'It's time to move on...' with a different looking profile
That mysterious smile makes no sense to me
As I walk home in the twilight, I turn back around
'A mediocre love is alright with me...' But my feelings are upside down
I no longer love you for any other reason than the sense of danger
As my kiss gets blocked, my heart stirs
In other words... I'll have to say goodbye first
That's something I just can't do... no further discussion
I want to go back (to who I once was) , but I can't... My feelings are upside down
My love staggers too close to the danger zone
We can still play around because we're safe for now
It would be nice if I could love someone else
But that's something I just can't do... no further discussion