Notes to a song, to a thought:

"I will never be as cute as you, according to the board of human relations..."​

"All​ my little life I've wanted to roam..."​

"Then​ one little day I chanced to look back
Saw you sitting there, being a sad culprit."​

I saw the world society sitting there, being that sad culprid.
Do you want those old rules and regulations?​
They are so rusty, but everyone still wants. Why? You are weak, every people are afraid of new things, new rules and regulations,​ and they will keep living a lie until death. "Confor​tably numb"

"Not​ to mention the gods."​

Are you afraid of them, too?

Alguém além disse q'fado falan'us di sombra i dor, d'nostar'alg​ia, du prazer d'sofrer id' vever.

Cançã cantad'trist​emÊn' pur'un músicq purtuguêis i sua viola.

"Que bela moça q'vens d'lá?
Confortas coração d'eu,
Querida moça q'vens d'cá,
Coraçã'q gritas pur teu.

Nã'deixes alma m'eu
C'eu, Nã'sais q' faiz
Levan'en barc'coraçã'​d'eu
Con'á vida qu'ora tard​'ais"​

Fado, tent'ulvir-m​e cantar, con'a viola'n col', sentad'à beira d'cais.

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It was with my own words, trying to write with accent and my portuguese, it reminds old "trovadores"​. Try to imagine. If you want me to change it into English, talk to me. I shall do that with a such pleasure.

Updated 8 months ago