N-Ã-O!

"Não é não
Não venho da Costela de Adão
E ser simpática não é dar permissão
Vê se entende
Que não somos peças de um leilão
É chegado o fim desta distorção
A cada dia, a cada segundo
Está em nossas mãos
Lutar por igualdade,
perceber, desvelar o mal velado (impregnado),
não aceitar, não submeter-se
N-Ã-O!"

Lya Su

A finitude, o efêmero em nós..a fragilidade do tênue fio

A realidade se impõe
O caminho se afunila
Um instante, um segundo
Uma escolha
Finito
Azeviche é a cor
Efêmera energia
Implacável fim eminente
Ponto Final
Poeira e só
Para o que viveste?




Lya Su

The Sound of Silence

Hello, darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence

In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
'Neath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence

And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one dare
Disturb the sound of silence

Fools, said I, you do not know?
Silence like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you
But my words like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells of silence

And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming
And the sign said
The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls
And whispered in the sound of silence

(The Sound of silence, Simon & Garfunkel)