Nem pareces Primavera, nem Inverno,
Chegas com pouco calor humano,
Acabam as colheitas do engano e desengano.
Outono que parece não ter dono...

Sobrevivem plantas e tudo parece se perder,
Semente e terra castanha que é vida e quer viver,
Os ventos são frequentes.
Ficam frios, deixam de ser quentes.
As árvores adormecem sem querer,
Outono amarelo que recicla todo o meu ser.

Mãe terra de todas as colheitas,
Das coisas bem ou mal feitas.
Vibração do ciclo da vida,
Pareces desgarrada e despedida.
Comemorar derrotas e todas as conquistas do grão estar maduro,
Outono sonolento e mais escuro.


Mas és Outono com as flores de acácia,
Madresilva da vida que te enlaça,
Outono da vida que te abraça,
Janela aberta para o dia amanhecer,
Renascer, renascer , renascer...

the body of the world dies slowly under the blue sky,
- ants are also in competition with death,
they recycle their ***** in plastic bags,
sunflower seeds chew their own shell,
the sun dies slowly on terra”s body pierced by white worms.

Noites de amor e canto suave de aves em manhas cristalinas,
Nasci com o encanto  de areias do mar sempre finas.
A meus pais eu vou sempre agradecer,
Com seu amor sempre viver...
Quando eu nasci olhando o rio com olhos meios fechados,
Senti o cheiro das flores dos meus antepassados,
Grato a todos os seres que estavam ali para me ver nascer,
Amando salgueiros do ribeiro que corre por correr...

Quando eu nasci protegido por Deus e sua Igreja,
Lirios campestres que a natureza sempre proteja.
Alma divina que em minha  vida logo entrou,
Sorrir com inocência e carinho sim senhor,
Tudo pelo desejo de DEUS criador.
As estrelas do céu  comigo estavam em harmonia,
Ansiava viver, ver a luz do dia,
Nasci para ser amor, vida, alegria...


Nasci perdido nesses horizontes durienses avermelhados,
Sem ideia do mundo, nem de todos os seres criados,
Nem que havia uma eternidade onde iria regressar,
Nasci para tudo amar e contemplar...
Deus deu me o corpo para minha alma aperfeiçoar,
Deus deu me tudo, a terra , o céu , o mar....

The graffiti on the bathroom stalls has been blotted out by butterflies
The world is taking back it's body
Bringing back old fashioned Roman  concrete to fill in all the cracks

She's taken apart the locks just in case something beautiful got trapped inside
Every safe is a time capsule
Curiosity isn't dangerous anymore

Every time she took a step, the air shuddered
The soles of her shoes grew roots and flew away
She was humming and fixing things as she went with just the soothing sound of her sanity
Her soul leeching out like an ethereal mechanic

There were wishing flower seeds mixed in with the strawberries she was picking
I think when she ate them, she became holy
Her hands stroked the wind as they fell to her sides,
Like running her fingers through horse hair

At first, she made the mistake of falling in love with elevator buttons
Up, or down, one or the other, in constant motion
When they cut her open, she bled ivy
She invaded their circuitry and rotted their robotic
She showed them alive and showed them the door

She didn't understand wildfires
She knew passion only by its name,
Only by the monuments, by the mountains, and trenches
By the continents drifting like ice in lemonade
"You can't ruin this," she said

And if this is what burnt out looks like,
Imagine what will happen when the meteor hits
Or the bombs go off, or the oceans flood
This isn't a project we can procrastinate on
These are our wide open spaces and final frontiers

See, the world is taking her body back
Bandaging the scars we left,
Quietly, behind us, when we aren't looking
She's reinventing herself
Just like a garden,
Just like a caterpillar,
Just like a star we couldn't give up on
And we're all standing here, shouting, "We can change-"
We can change.