Depois de descer ao inferno
e voltar aos céus num trovão
diante dos dois livros da criação
da alma e do corpo
o menino Renatus Cartesius
brinca de remontar o quebra-cabeça do mundo
com seus métodos, hipóteses, e disciplinas
estilhaçados dos sentidos da verdade
Desse complexo brinquedo
depende o futuro da humanidade
Sonhos são balões nos céus
flutuando na esperança
de pousar na vida de um sonhador
São sementes à busca do solo promissor
Flores se abrem, frutos vicejam
Balões viajam no vento
inflados de desejo
Quando se materializam
são o prêmio da espera sem rancor
Sonhos realizados preparam o solo
para ser novamente semeados
I am my genes traveling
from Jerusalem, Lebanon, Portugal
Brought to be mixed up with an ancient culture
where Etruscans and Greeks had learned after crossing the ocean
My genes arrived at a very old place just to learn
new old lessons from forest vintage souls
I am a hybrid being
deeply renewed and reborn
after a period of turmoil
where I thought I was just an adolescent human being
inaugurated by Christians conquerors
I am the brand new
Instead, my conscious mind still in a deal
with instant minutes of global history
shrinking my wisdom and craftiness
My body boils up:
Wake up to the new world you are
Pessoas inteligentes planejam o ano inteiro
Políticos vulgares preparam-se para a próxima eleição
Os habilidosos pensam nos próximos oito anos
Economistas com doutorado fazem previsões para a década
Experientes estrategistas projetam vinte e cinco anos no futuro
Grandes lideres enxergam mais longe
se movem em ciclos de cinquenta anos ou mais
Poetas caminham de eternidade
na semiótica das coincidências
passaram-se quinhentos anos
The last night in Salzburg
before leaving Mozart's kingdom
was intriguing in its dark hours
If the train to Munchen leaves at 4 a.m
I have the whole night and its lost memories
to find out the medieval guts of time
The city of Mozart?
The city that expelled him
I have just a couple of hours last to check all this out
before jumping in the next millennium
Enough time to drink the best beer
at a little tiny bar called "Piccolo" still open at 2 a.m
Cheers to Salzburg and its people
entrenched between the Alps and the history
I wish you the best:
the new return of Mozart with his eternal music
America betrayed us
One may say it is just history but sorrow
The eternal angels who control the time
expected far more from America
It meant to be a new place and a mirror
where the ancient empires and royal families
could see their mistakes and crimes
America lost a wonderful opportunity
while the Calvinists and Anglicans had their revenge
over Catholics conquers and its Roman war skills
It could let European memories behind
It would mean a new beginning to humanity
Now, we can just save ourselves from America
There is a job of newness to be done
The planet is ready
to finally see the new world
It starts from the south
then spreads all over the planet
You had your turn America
Now, it's ours
O bedel e a madre superiora
