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Version translated into English from the poem “Raio de Sol”
The death is the a new life beginning
The lie is a bad-told truth
Stopping on way it’s the end of the road we can
Enjoying life is not knowing anything.
Losing oneself is to gain another way
Disappearing is only to be alone
Being defeated is just not having won.
The hard calyx is just one wine more.
The hole is a deeper plain
The present tomorrow is past
The futility is a deep well
For an oldness full of displeasure.
Having luckless is just not having luck
It’s not such it bad the death
Being weak is not being less strong
The swoon is a little trick.
The missing of someone is a provisory tale
The hater is a big annoyance
The virtue is a grand mirror
For who wanna know the road.
The road isn’t such as simple
Many people are trying
Fulgent are they obstacles
Average are their ways.
Clean native wood
Which humanity is tired by hope
Many people are trying
But some of them
Will reach exploit.
Gabriel Nascimento
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