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I’d Say It Was You

For many days my friends
had wanted to get me out of the house
and yesterday at night
they dragged me
to a new place
with home-made pizzas.
They really liked it:
there’s Italian music playing,
there are colourful chairs
around every table.
Someone orders
the best of wines à la carte.
And when I take the first sip,
there it hits me,
like the tip of a sword:
a voice I wasn’t expecting.
I’d say it was you,
a few tables more further back,
dining with someone whom I don’t know.
I’d swear it was you;
you were talking about work
and you were laughing with the one
whom I don’t know.
And it’s so strange,
and it’s so absurd.
I daren’t turn my head;
I don’t want it to be you.
 
And I notice that my friends
drag on the conversation
and talk about summer
and I don’t know what about Formentera1.
I can only hear
a voice
that drives me into despair.
I remember you
in a black-and-white photo,
dancing among the street lights.
I remember you
when we jumped over the fire2,
and the world was small,
and that love immense.
And it’s so strange,
and it’s so absurd.
I daren’t turn my head;
I don’t want it to be you.
 
You don’t know how many times
I thought back to that table3.
I hear you and I turn around
and I go to say hello.
I introduce myself
to the guy who accompanies you
and I tell you that you’re looking fine,
and I tell you that you’re really beautiful.
And the world disappears
with that glance.
What’s left is my fear, you and me.
And I see life taking another turn
and I tell you in a broken voice:
'I’d be so happy,
if we go home together'4.
 
  • 1.
  • 2. The Sant Joan tradition in Catalonia: if lovers jump seven times over the fire, holding each other’s hand, they’ll be happy ever after
  • 3. ...and what's next is probably his imagination, kind of wishful thinking...
  • 4. This conditional phrase is ungrammatical, but so it the phrase in Catalan. I've translated it in the same manner

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Eu plec

Versions: #2
Uite plec
fara a spune nimic
fara a ma intoarce in urma
fara a ma plange
fara a lua nimic
nu dau nimic
drumul sa despartit, fara a vedea eu plec
 
ce suparari ce regrete sunt in inima mea
merg de parca as fi langa tine
vocea ta se indeparteaza la fiecare pas
fara a lasa urme eu plec
 
firele de sarma nu s-au rupt in inima mea
pasarea inimii a incetat din cant
pe mine nimeni nu ma strans ca tine
inainte sa ni-se stinga lumina eu plec
 
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Fear Reigns

Hunger instills fear and the fear
Of silence runs through the streets
Fear is like a looming threat
If you love, you'll get AIDS
If you smoke, you'll get cancer
If you breath, you'll inhale pollution
If you drink, you'll get into an accident
If you eat, you'll raise your cholesterol
If you talk, you'll lose your job
If you walk, you'll face violence
If you think, you'll feel distressed
If you doubt, you'll go mad
If you feel, you'll be lonely
 
While workers are afraid of losing their job,
The unemployed are afraid of never finding one
And while drivers are afraid to walk
Pedestrians are afraid of getting hit
Democracy is afraid to remember
And language is afraid to speak
Civilians are afraid of the militia
And the militia is afraid of lowering their arms
And weapons are afraid of peace
 
And so fear reigns
While women fear domestic violence
Men fear fearless women
Fear of thieves, fear of the police
Fear of unlocked doors
Of time and no clocks
Of kids with no television
Fear of the night without sleeping pills
And of the morning with no stimulants
Fear of loneliness and fear of crowds
Fear of what was
Fear of what's to come
Fear of death
Fear of life
 

Fencing Dodge

Talking too much sours the gum
Call an ambulance and teach this fool
To respect our principles
There’s more God to give than y’all in a chamberpot
Back in the day, words settled things out
An exchange of ideas
Respect was enough
Money is vile, uncle-managed, virile instincts
The AR-15’s loaded and the boys carry rifles
 
From Grajaú to Curuzú, for the immigration, my people are mules
My inspirations are Black Alien, Ferréz, not Tia Augusta
Minimal, lyrical verse from an oneiric universe
Every crook has an empirical knowledge
Rap is strong, better believe it, 'oui, Monsieur' (Yes, sir)
Perrenoud, Piaget, Sabotá: Enchanté (Enchanted/nice to meet you)
 
It’s 'cause I’m a son of Cearenses
The caatinga punishes and my people have hot blood
Get shipwrecked, follow the north star
By the blessin’s of Father Cícero and the lyrics of Edi Rock
Shutting the lunatics' mouths,
Because those who shower in hatred give off the scent of death
 
Today there’s no mouth to be kissed
There's no soul to be cleansed
There’s no life to be lived
But there’s money to be counted
In a suit and tie, your father to please
Your daughter to take into the world to get lost
It’s heaven, inside hell’s mouth, waiting for you
It’s heaven, inside hell’s mouth, waiting for
 
Today there’s no mouth to be kissed
There's no soul to be cleansed
There’s no life to be lived
But there’s money to be counted
In a suit and tie, your father to please
Your son to take into the world to get lost
It’s heaven, inside hell’s mouth, waiting for you
It’s heaven, inside hell’s mouth, waiting for
 
A ball to kick, a country to sink
A generation that doesn’t just want weed to smoke
Milianos, bad smells and disillusion
Each baton is a whip to a trunk
Bushels, Brazilian latifundia
In showers of smoke, only vinegar quenches thirst
New packages for the same old interests
The Right’s hook turned the Left into fish
 
Osiris look after me, keep me away from Diabolyn
You don’t have a motorcycle, you don’t get to be in the photo
Mobylettes with dream motors
He tried to flee, I saw what happened
No helmet, he fell, God's help and carry on
 
It’s the fencing dodge, the forgotten tear
The color of my skin, I know, some criticize it
Because serpents are to apples
What the apple reflects to the media
Abel had a brother
But Cain had the malice
 
Today there’s no mouth to be kissed
There's no soul to be cleansed
There’s no life to be lived
But there’s money to be counted
In a suit and tie, your father to please
Your daughter to take into the world to get lost
It’s heaven, inside hell’s mouth, waiting for you
It’s heaven, inside hell’s mouth, waiting for
 
Today there’s no mouth to be kissed
There's no soul to be cleansed
There’s no life to be lived
But there’s money to be counted
In a suit and tie, your father to please
Your son to take into the world to get lost
It’s heaven, inside hell’s mouth, waiting for you
It’s heaven, inside hell’s mouth, waiting
 
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Tough guy

It's better to not ask about my scars.
Where I've been you'll feel bad.
But this made me tougher.
I was abandoned, I was kneeled
And the Destiny took away everyone dear to me.
Come, check by yourself how tough I am!
Come, love me and hate me,
Hit harder, test how I endure pain!
 
I'll be the tough guy again, I'll make it!
I'll clean the dirt and will rise again.
Put my love on test, I'll be tough!
 
I switch from kisses to lies.
I haven't counted all the hits I received
But they've made me tougher!
Why are you annoyed that I can't be weak?
I felt your nail on my heart.
Dig them again in it to their roots!
Come, love me and hate me,
Hit harder, test how I endure pain!
 
I'll be the tough guy again, I'll make it!
I'll clean the dirt and will rise again.
Put my love on test, I'll be tough!