Leo Masliah - Biromes y Servilletas versuri traducere în engleză
Pens and tissues
In Montevideo there are poets, poets, poets
who without fanfares nor pomps, pomps, pomps
come out from remote lofts, lofts, lofts
of walls of sience of dotted notes.
They come out of poorly covered holes, holes, holes
and not achieved projects, projects, projects
who come back like color ghosts, ghosts, ghosts
to paint your eyebags and beg you to not cry.
They have shared illusions, illusions, illusions
attached nightmares, nightmares, nightmares
pipes of confused words, words, words
on their sad and slow pass through streets and avenues.
They don't pretend fame nor prizes, prizes, prizes
they just move to papers, papers, papers
completely personal experiences, experiences, experiences
very partial experiences that gathered aren't the same.
They talk about the dawn until getting tired, tired, tired
without fearing of plagiarize, plagiarize, plagiarize
nothing of that matters while they write, write, write
their mania, their craziness their obsessive neurosis.
They walk by the streets the poets, poets, poets
like if they were kites, kites, kites
in a thick sky of melted metal, metal, metal
impregnable, disastrous, terible and boring.
In Montevideo there are pens, pens, pens
unbleeded in lines, lines, lines
of words twisting confused, confused, confused
in thin tissues like alcoholic prisioners.
They walk by the streets writing and seeing and seeing
what they see they say it and by being and by being
poets while they walk, walk, walk
they tell what they see, and fantasize what they don't.
They look at the sky the poets, poets, poets
like if they were arrows, arrows, arrows
thrown at the space that a detour, detour, detour
made them return to nail them in Montevideo.

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08.03.2025
Free Like This
I know that I don't belong here
I want to see how it is out there
I don't want any more leashes
Don't want to see bathtubs
I want more brushes
Just to comb me out
A world without fences
To run free like this
And to discover the dog
Inside of me
Living without boundaries
A huge garden
A world without fences
Where I can live
Always free like this!
I'm not going to stay asleep, no
Like my father on the carpet
I want more than a bone
Much more than just lunch
I want everything that
I know I can have
Goodbye to the rules
Because I will go until the end
A world without fences
It's what I want for me
No one will hold me here again
I'm gonna live always free like this
A world without fences
For me!
08.03.2025
the urban poem
black bodies
of hunched trees
lonely
huddled
between the gray
stone bags
wearing festive necklaces
and tied up
with clay scarves.
firefly beetles
on wheels
squeeze
bumping
into traffic jams
in a hurry
wishing to
fall
inro the rut of life
passers-by get lost
in the evening twilight
falling
underground
in city crossroads
carrying
heavy
unholy thoughts
in their heads
poetic
08.03.2025
Because you are
Yes, I sing a little song for you and me
My love for you won't stop
'Cause you smile at me
Yes, I do, I do!
'I don’t believe in it yet'
'I'm not in love yet'
I tell myself those things, but I'm already runnin' toward you
As the lights turn on one by one
In the twilight city
It feels like they are
Guidin' me to the place where you wait
Yes, I sing a little song for you and me
My love for you won't stop
'Cause you smile at me
Yes, I do, I do!
I may be the first
To confess my feelings
But that doesn't mean you've won this love
Cheap lies
And expensive kisses
Those kinds of love that could be measured in price
I can't go back to that time anymore
Yes, I sing a little song for you and me
My love for you won't stop
'Cause you smile at me
Yes, I do, I do!
Yes, I sing a little song for you and me
I’ll give you a kiss that plays
The prelude of my love
Yes, I do, I do!
Yes, I sing a little song for you and me
My love for you won't stop
'Cause you smile at me
Yes, I do, I do!
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Do You Walk In The Autumn Days
Do you walk in the autumn days, when the leaves fall from the trees
Do those old wounds hurt you, do you ask how I am now
Do those old wounds hurt you, do you ask how I am now
Do you cry in the long nights, tapping on the windows of houses
Are you perhaps embraced by another, while my sorrow sleeps in my heart
Are you perhaps embraced by another, while my sorrow sleeps in my heart
The cobblestones of the street cover me and the sad east tonight
Do you walk in the autumn days, my star, I am completely alone
Do you walk in the autumn days, my star, I am completely alone
Little candles along our river, of the once beloved path
Oh dear years for me, you have already forgotten me
Oh dear years for me, you have already forgotten me