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PARADOXE

(Tradução abaixo com adaptações)

I look
of the taller tower
my shorter temper

I walking on the wider freeways
but have narrower viewpoints

I'm the human paradoxe
spending more to have less
buying more to enjoy less

I know the stairs
but avoid crossing
 the narrower street of my solitude

I'm master of outer spaces
but unknow my inner space
I forgot to understand my own heart

Moon and stairs
are near of me
but my fellow creature
live in a space shuttle

thousands informations recruit my neurons
but don't know anything  of my deep silence
but don't know anything about my pain
but don't know anything about the homelees street kid
who tries to seel me a bag of cookies

It's time of selfish souls
arrested in the ignorance
of their ways of life.


                                            Gilberto Felinto.


O PARADOXO

EU olho
da mais alta torre
meu temperamento irascível

EU caminho na mais larga via
mais tenho pontos de vista estreitos

EU sou o paradoxo humano
comprando…

LOS COLORES DE LOS HOMBRES

“contra el racismo y la discriminación”

En África comenzó
el viaje de los humanos
adonde dios bendejo
dos negros subsaarihanos
Adán y eva crecían
y aquella paraje venían
blancos negros y gitanos

Adán y eva emprendieron
una viaje concreta
una grande migración
llevó aquella nación
la conquista del planeta

un arco-íris es la tierra
igual em sus organismos
negros blancos amarillos
un milagro aconteciera.

                                               Gilberto Felinto


FRAGILE IRON MAN

He smokes carbon dioxide

sitting on divine throne
with his stair's crown

He breathes air pollution
lestening bach
in his livining-room

in his break-fast
eats salad of coal,oil and caviar
devours microorganisms on the lunch time
drinks photosyntesis in the dinner

the human machine
steals carbohydrates
inhaling the other's exhalations
recycle their substances for his own benefit

wide planet where govern the flies.
                                                          Gilberto Felinto

CAMINAS SIEMPRE HOY

se vives antes de ayer
estáis dando vueltas en el pasado
pues no puedes cambiar ningún ayer ningún mañana

no te agobies
... es mucho cedo para reír
es mucho tarde para llorar

llevas en el pecho todos los colores de hoy
mañana puede llover
y en la tarde agotarse tu sonrisa

no des vueltas al pasado
caminas hoy
caminas siempre hoy
mañana serás tardío

no te agobies el futuro
no sabes se llegará
debes coger el que tus manos alcansan

vives hoy
cómo nunca lo hay vivido
no dejes escapar
porque una vez que se vaya
ya nunca más volverá.                                                        Gilberto Felinto

HUMAN BEINGS

"the way that live our lives is hurting the earth...all put toxic chemicals-poluttion-into of its heart"


This strange animal
called human being
burns coal
burns gas
burns in silence
the air of his sanity

his hollow heart is no man's land

Spoils and wastes
at each step
on the earth's surface
his more sacrifice sacred

This strange animal
called human being
cuts down trees
cuts down lives
cuts down  hope of his specie
and wastes his more precious dreams

Who is this animal called
Human Being ?                                                                       Gilberto Felinto

WITHOUT LOOKING BACK

Sometimes
there's no answer
cause neitheir you nor me
have them –
try to read them in my eyes
empty of shine

sometimes
there's no way
cause the pain is pernicious

sometimes
there's no one
cause in the love's way
there's a lot of darkness

today
I believe that the rigth decision
is following the emotion
without looking back

cause sometimes
to exist is
 not leave tracks
and
climbing one degree
each day.                                            GilbertoFelinto.


LUNA NINGUNA

la luz dorme
en la sombra hermana
trae la oscuridad y
enbaraza las sonrizas

las cenizas
tienen la vida de su árbole
y mismo muerta en las entranãs
revive em las siembras

el hombre tiene
las manos sucias de el deseo de posesión
y viene com tormenta su sueño
trae guerra y peste a la canción

algunos lunáticos
alborotados en sus plegarias
alzan los brazos
y peden al cielo mudo
la salvación

luna ninguna
surge en el mundo triste
el cielo mudo dorme sus ojos oscuros
em las siembras de nuevas mañanas

somente las sombras
séguen cada uno de los hombres
por lo día entero. Gilberto Felinto

THE GLASS SHADE( A REDOMA )

I walk deep steps on poem's surface

like who walk on your own uncertainly

floating on the froth of the desire
my unconscious that is half of me
in my hollow-eyed leave my phantasms

I join anxiously the instant
between the triumph and the pain
undressed of the masks that arrest me at world

I'm arrested in a glass shade of the my horrors' days
like all that traficc in the street's silence
becoming perfectly viable in a world inviable

unbreakable in a body as
fragile as a poem. Gilberto Felinto.