EMOÇÃO (TROVA)

Não, nenhuma vida
Surge a ser em vão,
Sempre preenchida
Será de EMOÇÃO.

(Leandro Monteiro)

SCHRIFTLICHE ENTSCHEIDUNG

Schluss damit nur sehen!
Ich werde suchen jetzt...
Ich werde meine Zunkuft
Von vieles gutes Glücks
Trachte und es nehmen!

Sehnsucht, Poesie!
Sehnsucht, Gedicht!

Auf Wiedersehen,
Leute zuschauern!
Auf Wiedersehen,
Leute ohne einen Takt
Und Leute sich mausern!

Dass wir uns treffen
Durch dieser zuffälligen Strassen.

(Leandro Monteiro)

PSG (MEME)

Paris Saint Germain....

Grand équipe de la France
Cagné beaucoup Français
Championnat
Compète compète compète
Seule en propre pay....
(pay, pay, pay, yeah, yeah....)

Plus, plus, plus engagé
En Champs européess !
Avec talentoux joueurs !
Et tous supports crient:

Ici, ce’st Paris
C’est Paris,
C’est Paris...

Saint Germain
Millionaire
Mais encore cagné pas
Champions League, yeah..

Ici, c’est Paris
C’est Paris
C’est Paris

Saint Germain,
Saint Germain...
Sera cette fois ?
Nous devons voir !

(Voir, voir, voir, yeah)

(Leandro Monteiro)  

UMANITÁ: LA VITA UMANA

Sul sole in subito sorgo
Per le fiumi dove bevo
E i frutti quale io mangio
Doppiano de mio lavoro
E bastava tutto questo
Per soddisfarsi in pancia
E niente più mi dispiace;
Alle mani labbra, lingua...
Tuttavia i occhi sognatori,
Sempre al di là de la vita,
Vogliano che non li stare
E chiedono, come Signore,
Per mani portano un poco
Del Sogno che non piace
Completemente come
Immaginato prima facce....

Sul sole in subito sorgo
Per le fiumi dove bevo
E i frutti quale io mangio,
Allora, anche io vendo
Per poco e picolo sole
E io acquisto con grammo
Della legna che fa il fuoco...
Ma che l’arie per caldare
Che più tempo devono
Augurano altro corpo
Lavorare per pagarlo...
Tutto perché niente è
Bastanza per sognatori
Occhi che così dormono
E vivano per li essere
Più che la vita po dare!

(Leandro Monteiro)

CANTOS DEL ATARDECER

 

Y en el caer de día,
Oigan algunos barullos
Ellos hablan doloridos
Entre rocas y musgos.

Y en el caer de día,
Oigo algunos arrullos
Los mismos sonidos
Son esos murmullos….

Y en el caer de día,
En pleno atardecer,
Lo que quiero traer
Decido dentro de mí.

Y en el caer de día
Los pinzones azules
Los pongo a mis oídos….
¡Y canto esos en arrullos!

Y en el caer de día
Solo me vale, ahora,
Que me traiga vida:
Entre nuevas hojas

¡Y puras sinceras risas!
¿Y para ellos entonces?’
Yo no lo sé mis amigos,
Cada uno hace su tono…

Y oyen su propio silbido!

(Leandro Monteiro)

FLOWERS OF MAY

From the next day
Comes the month of flowers..
No one them are of may;
And I cannot see anymore
The big garden that was before!

Since the Mayflower came
And from here has gone
(Not the first, but the last one)
Our water, we have drunk,
Felt in mouth an weird taste!

This month of flowers have begun,
Are colorful many of them;
Yet, the green has been gray
And the bud of the roses
Smells as an smoke gun.

Ahead from this garden,
There are some huge lines
Of shallow yellow sunflowers
Which the lamp post as the sun
Always lighting the green house!

Coming near to these flowers,
I notice so different tissues,
The yellow petals were corn,
The green roots are notes…
(These are the our new period!)

And there is the may flower,
Nothing as like were before…
The streams with carmine pigments
Feed and are fed by next rains
That contains the acid green gray!

Oh, when I look the may flower,
I saw the white is pale now,
And the violet turned in to red…
And I feel some Thursday air….
Ah! Just a glimpse of thought…!

And I live the flowers of may,
Shallow yellow sunflowers,
Corn petals; note roots
Carmine pigments I drank…
Living the green house, where
Warm touches are not rules!

(Leandro Monteiro)

MILAGRE (TROVAS I E II)

Bom, a cada dia a dia,
Se à família consagre
Teu pai a labuta que o expia,
Deus lhes dará o MILAGRE.

 
(Leandro Monteiro)
.....

Caso minha vida,
tão simples, deflagre
Outra, consentida,
Ser-me-á MILAGRE.

(Leandro Monteiro)

DAS LIED DER NACHTIGALL

Der Abend werden im Himmel...
Und Ein leis Lied fliegt in Luft...
Das scheint Frieden zu bringen,
Aber der Klang sagt eine Achtung!

Die Nacht kommt, sie kommt
Zu spielen mit dir, Junge,
Und Mädchen, durch dunkel
Sensation für euch verbogen!

„Geht, geht, sie nach Haus!
Und Ihr findet nicht Luchs;‘
Fledermaus, Schlange, Fuchs;
Eule, Unze, Bären, Maus...

Meine Freunde, seid sehr Vorsicht!
Diesen Nacht, mit gross Scheusal,
Wer wohnt aus Wasserspiegel:
Der Mann und ihr Instinkt Unreal“

So was, die Nachtigall singt
Um den Städten und Feldern
Bis die Sonne erhebt im Himmel...
Und ihre Vogelaugen finden ihr Bette!

(Leandro Monteiro)

DANS LES RUES FRANÇAISES...

Et a Démocratie en notre monde ?

Quand ont mots plus estimés que autres ?
Quand ont voix que décident
Mentre autres doivent avre en silence ?
Ni font necessaire beaucoup stylos...
Est assez un, fait d’or du empereur,
Oops, du Président dans le papier !
Alors, qui peux dire ça mots marchent
Seulement par les vents (en vide)?
« Là vient de changements... Très gris ... »
Et contre ces vents, le peuple marche
Et fait fummés, dirent leurs souhaites !
De Paris jusqu’à l’ultime ville française,
Le peuple lutte pour ne use le chaîne pas
De travail avec très sénile âge ... Et, donc,
Jamais ils vivent leurs paix en viellesse !

(Leandro Monteiro)

THE GREAT CATFISHES

 

So politely and caring
She had said that she liked me
(Even so simple I am)
And wanted to know me more….

I took so well the flatter
Ant the talk was getting good…
Then, we enlightened the woods
In the cave of wi-fi shores!

"It is so good to be true!"
Oh, oh, I should have known too...
Since the beginning of "this
Gentle initiative"

"And manner has purposes
And none good comes cheap for us
just the bills and sues addressed
To get what you achieved yet..."

I must always remember
That what is good shall be paid,
by expensive and high price
And mistakes will be a crimes!

If gave or took, no matter,
You, man, assume your guilty!
Pert or Naïve? I must give
To the malicious partners!

………….

But, thanks, my dear embezzlers!
To make me pay attention,
To give me adrenalin,
To live wary in spaces
When and where I can come in!

 (Leandro Monteiro)