TRASLATE POEMS

                                                       MONING TRAIN

There comes the train

From beyond the blue hills comes the train

Huff and puff over rails

Here comes the train

Burning coal of the ages and also the words

Of their sages

Look! It's the train

It comes huffing and puffing and coughing

And calling, hey man!

See, it's the train

You just leave back your luggage

You need but your courage, Amen

Who's gonna cry?

Who's gonna stay?

Who's gonna laugh

Going my way?

For the magick train's a-comin'

Look, it's drawin' into the station

All the livin' children are within

The chosen ones in this Nation

Look, look the sky

It is not the one sky that you knew

Can't you fathom the way?

Look, see the sky

See the clouds that are blowing

A- glowing, cant' you hear the sign

Listen! Here's the sign

As it grows into trumpets

Beasts and strumpets! Come, try

God in the sky

Steering clouds off the atoms

Of dangers and atom, oh my

Look at the evil

Kissing good and both bowing

And sewing their way for the train

Train , Amen.....

TRASLATE POEMS...

Waters of March

It's stick, a stone, is the end of the road

It is a remnant stump, is a little alone

It is a shard of glass, is life, is the sun

It is the night, is death, is the bond, is the hook

It is mahogany field, is the knot of the wood

Caingá, candle, is the Matita Pereira

It is wood wind, fall of the bank

It is the profound mystery, it's like it or not

It is the wind blowing, it's the end of the slope

Is the beam is going, feast of cumueira

It's raining rain, the stream is talking

Waters of March is the end of fatigue

It is the foot, is the ground, the march is estradeira

Bird in hand, slingshot stone

It's a bird in the sky, is a bird on the ground

It is a stream, is a source, is a piece of bread

It is the bottom, is the end of the road

Disgust on his face is a little alone

It is a crowfoot is a nail, is one end is a point

It is a drop dripping, is an account, is a tale

It is a fish, is a gesture, is a shining silver

It is the morning light, is the brick arriving

It is the wood, is the day, is the final straw

It's bottle of cane, shattering the road...

ASTRONAUT MARBLE

The full moon now

It is a black robe

Oh! Oh!

The end of the voices on my radio

Oh! Oh!

Four cycles

In the dark desert sky ...

I want an ax

Practical to break the ice

Oh! Oh!

I agree

The dream right now

Oh! Oh!

I want a chance

Trying to live without pain ...

Always be there

And see it again

It was no longer the same

But it was in its place ...

Always be there

And see it again

The foolish fears the night

As night

Will fear the fire ...

I shall cry without fear

I remember the time

From where I saw the blue world ...

Hum! Hum! Hum Hum! Hum! ...

The trajectory

Escape the risk naked

Uh! Uh!

The clouds burn the sky

blue Nose

Uh! Uh!

Sorry stranger

I came back pure heaven ...

The moon the dark side

It is always equal

Al! Al!

Within the loneliness

It is so normal

Al! Al!

Sorry stranger

I came back pure heaven ...

Always be there

And see it again

It was no longer the same

But it was in its place ...

Always be there

And see it again

The foolish fears the night

As night

Will fear the fire ...

I shall cry without fear

I remember the time

From where I saw the blue world ...

Be there!

And see it again

It was no longer the same

But it was in its place

I know to be there

And see it again

The foolish fears the night

As night

Will fear the fire ...

I shall cry without fear

I remember the time

From where I saw the blue world ..

FOOTPRINTS ON THE MOON

The part that fits mein your chest 
Again will remember
His mouth was silent
The earth would rotate 


The part that fits me In your dream atheist
Again want to believe In infinite universes
With no light to blind you 


The part that fits me In your chest
'll Breathe again In places muffled 
Where no one will pass


The part that fits me In that mirror your 
Again will want What seems unattainable
But it makes the world better


I am a force spouting words
The pipes of windows and streets
Where will you travel on


I am the force Opening your drawers 
Taking words that can To tell you.


I have a force That leaves footprints on the moon 
On the corner where You will also levitate.


I know we'll levitate.