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TREASURE

TESOURO

O homem quem gasta a vida
Procurando um tesouro
Perde aquêle que deixou
Atrás
Não sabendo

Eu sou os raios dourados
do sol
meus olhos lapis lazuli
e meus labios rubis de sangue vermelho
meu coração opalas puros
brilhando reflexões na luz
da minha malancolia

TREASURE
The man who spends a lifetime
Looking for a treasure,
Loses the true one he left behind
not knowing.

I am the golden rays
of the sun
my eyes lapis lazuli
and my lips of
rubies crimson blood
my heart pure opals shining
reflections in the light
of my melancholy

I am your lost treasure

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Am I on drugs? A curious work, but I could swear I've read it somewhere before. wesley

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A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds. Percy Bysshe Shelley

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You read it here first, Wes. I wrote the Portuguese and did a translation. I have an extic imagiation. The style sohould b familllar. It sugests strongly the ancient Persian poetry or the SONG FSONGS IN THE TANAK[ LD TESTAMRNT]

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indeed, a lost treasure. The emotion shows clearly. A little lighter tone than usual, but that is what I have been longing to see from you. ~ Gee

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Yes,Gee. Sometimes there is more intense emoton under a lighter face.

joe

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One word
Beautiful

Chrys
Let your mercy spill on all these burning hearts in hell(Leonard Cohen)

thanks, :)

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No way
are you a lost treasure,
you are the one found
but' 'tis sad,
most miss the secrets of treasure
you share in equal measure
with all over here..
yes with me too
I assure you...

loved

Wnderfully expressed/

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I can visibly observe
the shaking hand,
but you are an exception
dear friend and old man...
Old meaning
experienced,
O! wise one..

loved

Solomon?
Oh I cannot translate it well enough but...

Never forget the girl you never met
for she is what you love in the one you have. (N)

Annuccia.

"The image of yourself which you see in a mirror Is dead,
but the reflection of the moon on water, lives." Kenzan.

Yes, Solomon :)

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