Carlos Drummond de Andrade (with English translation) (Manuel Bandeira Poems)
Louvo o Padre, louvo o Filho,O Esp(Manuel Bandeira)
Louvo o Padre, louvo o Filho,O Esp(Manuel Bandeira)
Vou-me embora pra Pas(Manuel Bandeira)
Misael, civil servant in the Ministry of Labor, 63 years old, met new Maria Elvira: prostitute, syphilitic, with ulcerated fingers, ...
I'm leaving for PasargadaThere, I am the king's friendHave the woman I wantIn the bed that I chooseI'm leaving for ...
Estou farto do lirismo comedidoDo lirismo bem comportadoDo lirismo funcion(Manuel Bandeira)
I am tired of limited poetryOf well behaved verseOf public servant poetry with time clock card, protocols and expressions of ...
When you are dressed,Nobody imaginesThe worlds hiddenUnder your clothes.(Thus, in the day light,We do not have notionOf the stars that ...
Quando est(Manuel Bandeira)
Nice, nice, niceI have everything I wantI have the fire of constellationsExtinct millennia ago.And the over-short traceWhat's that? It is ...
To dieTo die with body and soul.Completely.To die without leaving the sad remains of the flesh,the bloodless wax mask,surrounded by ...
This road, where I live, between two turns of the wayIs more interesting than a city avenueIn the cities everybody ...
When death close my blank eyes --Hard from so much vain torment,What thoughts will fill your young bosomOf all my ...
Quando a morte cerrar meus olhos duros- Duros de tantos v(Manuel Bandeira)
The lad approached the maid and said:-Antonia, I am still not used to yourbody, to your face.The maid looked with ...
My great tendernessFor the dead birdsFor the little spidersMy great tendernessFor the women that once were beautifulAnd became uglyFor the ...
I saw a so high starI saw a so cold starI saw a shining starIn my empty life.It was a ...
Life is a miracle.Each flower,with its form, colour, aromaeach flower is a miracle.Each bird,with its plumage, its flight, its songeach ...
The first time I saw TeresaI thought she had awkward legsI also thought that her face looked like a legWhen ...
From one angle I see you just like a dried-up breastFrom another just like a belly from whose navelStill hangs ...
So I wish my last poem.To be tender saying the most simple things and less intentionalTo be ardent as a ...
Yesterday I saw an animalOn a filthy hallwaySearching for food between the garbageWhen finding anythingIt did not inspect or smelledJust ...
The sunlight reflects the moonreflects the moon, falls on the sea.From the sea, ascends to your facecomes to shine in ...
A luz do sol bate na lua...Bate na lua, cai no mar...Do mar ascende a face tua,Vem reluzir em teu ...
Outside the swallow is saying:"I have spent all day in vain, in vain!"Swallow, swallowMy song is yet sadder!"I have spent ...
Your name, voice of mermaids,Your voice, my thought,I wrote it on sands, in the water,I wrote it in the wind.(Manuel ...
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