Às vezes..
rivkahcohen
Às vezes é preciso
ter coragem e muito.
Elohim, como é preciso!
A situação implora
que nos protejamos do
jeito,
da forma em que vêm os espinhos!
Mesmo que a alma se encolha,
temos que enfrentar a vida!
Claro que com medo,
sempre em vigília,
como se fôssemos os ponteiros
das nossas horas,
que sempre se iniciam..
Às vezes
temos que nos dividir!
Onde formos, vamos
meio
para que não nos abatam por inteiro..
Isso, aprendi
ou desde cedo me iludi!
Na verdade sonho com a calmaria
de outros tempos, novos dias
sem escombros,
sem necessidade de abrigos
e sermos, finalmente,
o que verdadeiramente somos..
pássaros de vôos distantes,
sem nos importarmos com os ventos.
Os que venceram os azares,
cruzaram todos os mares
e viveram cada instante,
seguindo os sentimentos!
Sometimes...
Sometimes we need
To be brave, really brave.
Elohim, how we do!
The happenings almost plead
Protect yourselves!
The way the thorns come
They're definitely gonna do harm
They're gonna hurt!
Even with our souls trying to find shelter,
We have to face life's problems!
Of course we have fear,
And keep both eyes wide open,
As if they were the hands
Of our minutes,
Minutes that endlessly begin..
Sometimes
We feel we have to split!
Wherever we go, just half of us is there
And so, there's no chance
Of one killing the whole of us..
This I've learned
Or maybe from early
I cherished fond hopes this would work!
Actually, I dream of the arriving
Of quiet times,
New days
When there's no rubble
And there's no need
For finding shelter anymore.
Times when we can finally,
Simply, and truely
Be ourselves..
Birds takin long glides,
Without having to worry
About the winds.
That against all odds, thrive
And cross the seven seas
Living each and every instant
Just by following their feelings!
Sometimes we need
To be brave, really brave.
Elohim, how we do!
The happenings almost plead
Protect yourselves!
The way the thorns come
They're definitely gonna do harm
They're gonna hurt!
Even with our souls trying to find shelter,
We have to face life's problems!
Of course we have fear,
And keep both eyes wide open,
As if they were the hands
Of our minutes,
Minutes that endlessly begin..
Sometimes
We feel we have to split!
Wherever we go, just half of us is there
And so, there's no chance
Of one killing the whole of us..
This I've learned
Or maybe from early
I cherished fond hopes this would work!
Actually, I dream of the arriving
Of quiet times,
New days
When there's no rubble
And there's no need
For finding shelter anymore.
Times when we can finally,
Simply, and truely
Be ourselves..
Birds takin long glides,
Without having to worry
About the winds.
That against all odds, thrive
And cross the seven seas
Living each and every instant
Just by following their feelings!
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