Viver não dói...

Definitivo, como tudo o que é simples.
Nossa dor não advém das coisas vividas,
Mas das coisas que foram sonhadas
E não se cumpriram.

 

Doesn't hurt to live...

 

Definite, like everything that is simple.

Our pain does not result from the things experienced in life,

But of the things that were dreamt

And they were not carried out.

 

Por que sofremos tanto por amor?
O certo seria a gente não sofrer,
Apenas agradecer por termos conhecido
Uma pessoa tão bacana,
Que gerou em nós um sentimento intenso
E que nos fez companhia por um tempo razoável,
um tempo feliz.

 

Why we suffer so much for love?

How lucky one would be not to suffer,

We hardly give thanks  for  meeting  

Such a great person,

What produced in us such an intense feeling?

Is the company it gave us for a reasonable time,

a happy time.

 

Sofremos por quê?
Porque automaticamente esquecemos
O que foi desfrutado e passamos a sofrer
Pelas nossas projeções irrealizadas,
Por todas as cidades que gostaríamos
De ter conhecido ao lado do nosso amor
E não conhecemos,
Por todos os filhos que
Gostaríamos de ter tido junto e não tivemos,
Por todos os shows e livros e silêncios
Que gostaríamos de ter compartilhado,
E não compartilhamos.
Por todos os beijos cancelados,
pela eternidade.

 

Why do we suffer?

Because we automatically forget

What was enjoyed and we start to suffer

For our unrealized projections,

For all the cities that we would like

Of having known beside our love

And we do not know,

For all the children what

We would like having had joined and we had not,

For all the shows and books and silences

What we would like having shared,

And we do not share.

For all the canceled kisses,

for the eternity.

 

Sofremos não porque
nosso trabalho é desgastante e paga pouco,
mas por todas as horas livres
que deixamos de ter para ir ao cinema,
para conversar com um amigo,
para nadar, para namorar.

 

We suffer not because

our work is stressful and pays little,

but for every free hour

that we lose to go to the cinema,

to talk with a friend,

to swim, to go out together.

 

Sofremos não porque nossa mãe
é impaciente conosco,
mas por todos os momentos em que
poderíamos estar confidenciando a ela
nossas mais profundas angústias
se ela estivesse interessada
em nos compreender.

 

We suffer not because our mother

it is impatient with us,

but for all the moments in what

we might be telling her in confidence

our most deep anguishes

if she was interested

in understanding us.

 

Sofremos não porque nosso time perdeu,
mas pela euforia sufocada.

Sofremos não porque envelhecemos,
mas porque o futuro está sendo
confiscado de nós,
impedindo assim que mil aventuras
nos aconteçam,
todas aquelas com as quais sonhamos e
nunca chegamos a experimentar.

 

We suffer not because our team lost,

but for the suffocated euphoria.

 

We suffer not because we grow old,

but because the future is

confiscated of us,

obstructing thousand of adventures

from ever happening,

you arrange all about which we dream and

we never come trying.

 

Como aliviar a dor do que não foi vivido?
A resposta é simples como um verso:
Se iludindo menos e vivendo mais!!!

A cada dia que vivo,
mais me convenço de que o
desperdício da vida
está no amor que não damos,
nas forças que não usamos,
na prudência egoísta que nada arrisca,
e que, esquivando-se do sofrimento,
perdemos também a felicidade.

 

How it will relieve the pain of what it was not survived?

The answer is simple like a verse:

Deluding less and living more!!!

 

Each day that I survive,

more I am convinced of what it

waste of the life

it is in the love that we do not give,

in the strength that we do not use,

in the selfish care that nothing risks,

and what, dodging the suffering,

we lose also the happiness.

 

A dor é inevitável.
O sofrimento é opcional.
Fé é colocar seu sonho à prova! 

 Carlos Drumond de Andrade

 

The pain is inevitable.

The suffering is optional.

Faith is to put your dreams on trial!

 

Carlos Drumond de Andrade

 

 

Phoenix Bird

 

 

Like the Phoenix bird I shall rise from the ashes,

a new bird, a new man reborn.

Purified by the flames my hearth will find the way

and this man shall love again.

 

 

Like the mythical bird, my love will never die.

I shall look ahead searching the landscape and distance space,

My love my passion will be immortal

and only the pure of heart shall have me by her side.

 

 

I shall rise at down every day and thanks god for a brand new day,

like the Phoenix bird my virtue and grace will shine,

my power and prosperity shall grow

and my honesty and loyalty shall be rewarded.

 

 

I will spend my life doing well to others,

sharing my knowledge,

sharing my live, my love,

teaching about justice, fidelity and obedience.

 

 

At dusk I shall enjoy the sundown,

I shall look back to one more day of life,

Fill with blessings & new experiences,

  and shall give thanks for one more day.

 

 

I shall rise from the ashes,

Like the Phoenix bird.

To live and to love,

For all eternity.

 

 

© Luis Alberto

 

Put away the pictures

Put away the memories

I've poured over and over through my tears

I've held them till I'm blind

They kept my hope alive

As if somehow that might keep you here

Once you've believed in a love forever more

how do you leave it in a drawer

Now here it comes

The hardest part of all

Unchain my heart thats holding on

How do I start

To live my life alone

Guess I'm just learning

Learning the art of letting go

 

Try to say its over

Say the word goodbye

But each time it catches in my throat

Your still hearing me

And I can't set you free

So I hold on to what I wanted most

Maybe someday we'll be friends forever more

Wish I could open up that door

Now here it comes

The hardest part of all

Unchain my heart thats holding on

How do I start to live my life alone

Guess I'm just learning

Learning the art of letting go

 

Watching us fade

What can I do

But try to make it through the pain

Of one more day without you

 

Where do I start

To live my life alone

I guess I am learning

Only learning

Learning the art of

Of letting go

 

Collaboration of:  LiL sHorTy

 

 

Que Dios te colme de Salud y Bendiciones.

Ojos astrales

Jose  P.H. Hernadez

 

Si Dios un día

cegara toda fuente de luz,

el universo se alumbraría

con esos ojos que tienes tú.

Pero si--lleno de agrios enojos

por tal blasfemia-tus lindos ojos

Dios te arrancase

para que el mundo con la alborada

de tus pupilas no se alumbrase

aunque quisiera, Dios no podría

tender la noche sobre la Nada...

¡porque aún el mundo se alumbraría

con el recuerdo de tu mirada!

Fuego de Amor

 

Llegaste a mi vida de la forma menos esperada.

Tu sencillez, tu sonrisa, tu dulzura,

calaron hondo en mi corazón.

Haciéndome perder hasta la razón.

 

 Tus detalles y tus palabras de aliento

han sido un bálsamo para mis heridas.

Cuan barro en manos del alfarero,

Con amor y dulzura le has dado forma a este amor puro y verdadero.

 

Dulce fuego eterno, llama que alimenta,

Nuestro amor, nuestra pasión.

Fuego voraz que me quemas,

Como llamas en horno del alfarero

 

Las llamas de tu amor y tu pasión

 han envuelto mi corazón y han dado forma a este sentimiento.

Has forjado con tu amor y ternura

el más puro y cristalino amor.

 

Por:

Luis Alberto Torres