quinta-feira, 15 de janeiro de 2009

Caiçuara

Our love has come and gone
like the wind in a calm night that comes iacê and silent goes
whispering memories from the bottom of our hearts to the top of our memories
and it does tells truths we don't wanna hear and its acemira


The real meaning of cheating and hurting are screams
apuama with the wind, inside goes,
they can pass thru the tiny holes of punched hearts
unleashing bad thoughts and thorny them up-(in)side-down.


It was supposed to be caraí, but nothing seems to be like it used to be
whisperings are bad signs of things about to change and I foreseeing that
and felt moved inside eçaraia forever and ever, and who is the fault?
Love wasn't supposed to be ecoateyma nor eiguara it was supposed to be clean and sweet.


That is what happens when we don't pay attention,
when we aren't listening its juruara or seeing the signs in front of our faces
and that's why it's far gone now, because we were numb
and it lead us thru different paths and to other ways.


But I ask Rudá to not let me forget how it was before all that inertia
cause who never tried love or never being loved can't understand love.
So, love is what I wish to you, to me, our love, any kind of love, other people love.
Just poranga Love.


(Feeling a bit Tupy: Caiçuara=O que ama, amante (the one who loves, lover), iacê=poderoso (powerful), acemira=doloroso (painful), apuama=que não para, veloz (unstoppable, fast), caraí=forte (strong), eçaraia=esquecido (forgotten), ecoateyma=avarento (greed), eiguara=vulgar (vulgar, crude), juruara=murmurar (mumbling), Rudá=Deus do amor (Tupy God of love), poranga=belo, bonito (beautiful, pretty)