quinta-feira, 17 de maio de 2012

poeminha

se frágil estou
culpa minha foi

me convenci
que garanhão és
e bobinha sou

domingo, 18 de março de 2012

Pra gringo ver.


FIDELITY SONNET

Of everything to my love I will be attentive
Before, and with such zeal, and always, and so
That even facing the greatest enchantment
By my love be more enchanted my thought.

I want to live it in every vacant moment
And in its praise spread my song
And laugh my laughter, and cry my tears
In its burdening or its contentment.

And thus, when later comes for me
Perhaps death, anguish of those who live
Perhaps loneliness, end of those who love
I can say to myself of the love (that I had):

Be it not immortal, since it is flame
But be it infinite while it lasts.


De Vinícius. Traduzido por Anita.