Original: Elias Luiz
Adaptation: Walter L. L. Miranda
The memories that follow me and,
are puzzled with the present,
don't leave me alone.
I don't have the distressing solitude
of men without past
who can't return the face back.
Follow with me an old intimacy
with the world and the people of human content,
I don't compact with the hypocrisy and insensibility.
My road is long
and my life is suffered.
But it has been being worthwhile, due to its fullness and,
among died and wounded, I always survive.
To live isn't necessary to possess, but is important to feel,
and the stones of the road show that the pain is a good teacher.
The sunset at the end of each day shows that is necessary to dream
and the dreams bring with them the same breeze that the art brings.
To paint isn't necessary privileges,
but some suffering and humility.
And the painting has been helping myself
to disguise the irremediable sorrow of perceiving.
