Friday, July 6, 2012

#549


(image by Agnieszka Kryspin)

Nós não somos nada
como as histórias
que eu ouvi
ou as comédias românticas
no cinema.


Mas quando você vem
e sorri desse jeito
que espalha flores 
sobre a Terra,
eu entendo
do que elas falam.


We're nothing
like the fairy tales
I've heard or
the romantic
movies
I've watched.

Still,
when you're standing
 in front of me and
you smile that way
which causes flowers
to bloom,
I understand
what they are all about.

15 comments:

  1. A smile that causes flowers to bloom- I love that!

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  2. Ah, sem dúvida alguma. E é exatamente como me sinto agora.

    Beijos

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  3. I understand what they are all about..

    What an amazing thought you have developed into a poem. I'm always made happy by reading your work.

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  4. sometimes you know my thoughts. beautiful poem

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  5. such a romantic at heart. beautifully written. have a great weekend~

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  6. como disse Cartola
    elas exalam o perfume que roubam do amor

    abs Kenia

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  7. this is the great secret (or one of the great secrets, anyway :-)

    all the romantic turns of the stories are actually quite true ...

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  8. A vida costuma ter uma imaginação melhor do que a nossa.

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  9. Those are the most romantic fairy-tales that we weave ourselves (in). It's always a pleasure to read you.

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  10. E ao compreendermos,
    em termos;
    histórias não mais ouviremos,
    apenas seremos.

    Muito bom seu blog.
    com a sua licença, seguirei.

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  11. Oh yes, you have said it so perfectly.

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  12. Simplesmente lindo!

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