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Moyseis Marques

Poeta É Outro LancePoet Is Another Level

Moyseis Marques · Made In Brasil Made In Brasil (2015)

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Composer: Moyseis Marques

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Debutei na poesia, não sem muito sacrifício

Mergulhei num novo vício, com frescor e com vontade

Um poeta de verdade, bem mais velho no ofício

Me contou que o mais difícil é ter mais simplicidade


E na universidade, dando meus primeiros passos

Estreitei primeiros laços, fiz do samba meu escudo

Compreendi que a estrutura, mais do que a literatura

É 50 de estudo e 50 de loucura


Eu não sou Chico Buarque, nem Paulo Pinheiro, nem Nei, nem Aldir

Mas tenho a minha arte e uma pequena parte pra contribuir

Um amigo bem sincero disse sem nenhum romance

Pra cantar tu leva jeito, mas poeta é outro lance


No sabor da emoção repentinamente amargo

Rascunhei a frustração cruzmaltina em papel pardo

Com o tempo a tinta pega, sendo assim eu não me rendo

Argumento com o colega, insistindo um dia aprendo...

Translation

I debuted in poetry, not without much sacrifice

I plunged into a new vice, with freshness and desire

A true poet, much older in the craft

Told me that the most difficult thing is to have more simplicity


And at the university, taking my first steps

I strengthened my first bonds, made samba my shield

I understood that the structure, more than the literature

Is 50% study and 50% madness


I'm not Chico Buarque, nor Paulo Pinheiro, nor Nei, nor Aldir

But I have my art and a small part to contribute

A very sincere friend said without any romance

You have a knack for singing, but a poet is another thing


In the taste of emotion suddenly bitter

I sketched the Vasco da Gama frustration on brown paper

With time the ink takes hold, so I don't give up

I argue with my colleague, insisting one day I'll learn...

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