As the huge moon hangs alone in the sky,and boredom occupies the space between the walls,Lovers spare their worthless time staringidiotically into each others genitalslooking for nothing else thansome hidden hint of the real thingthey have lost somewhere,and that is not the most excruciatingbusiness they must performbefore they realize how difficultit is to find a sufficient reasonjust to fled, to leave without tumult.So hard it is to disconnectthe not acknowledged links, to dismiss the loansaccumulated in a forgotten reservoirthat some good ones justify a need for guns.So, soon nudity comes in regardof our simple and vulnerable existenceexposing the openness of our mortal bodieswith a scrutiny hard accessible for any science.Oh at this moment be just silent,and have a respect for what cannot be saidwithout producing a regrettable grievancethat will burden our life ahead.Refrain from the seductive obligationfor vain frankness , cause Truth is only for the strongerones, as in the beginning, when we used tolove and hurt each other, but no longer. by Guilherme Preger<span> </span> Amor(trad. Guilherme Preger)Nao foi por culpa do guardaem meio a roncos de motorem vez de gritar Para!quando me viu gritou Amor.Mesmo o sorveteiro(vendia gratis qualquer sabor)em vez de gritar o o Brigadeiro!ao olhar para mimele gritou AmorPor toda cidade a mesma maniatodo mundo folgou o diamesmo os filosofos entenderam alemquao bom era o Bem que me quer bemOs pobres pararam de perder no fimos ricos de consumir com furorem vez de gritar nao ou simambos ao me verem gritaram Amor.Minha estadia na cidade sofreu um cortee eu fui levado a corte.O juiz disse que eu perturbava a paze o juri ainda o apoiou. O juiz levantou a sua maoe em vez de Desista e Nunca maisele veio ao balcaopegou minha maoe me sussurrou Amor.E a noite foi se tornando diaeu fui embora sem companhia,nao voltarei a esta cidade tambementao passei pela igreja na hora do louvore em vez de orar Amemo coro estava cantando Amor. AmorbyArnold WeinsteinIt wasn't thepoliceman's faultin all the traffic roarinstead of shoutinghaltwhen he saw me he shouted Amor.Even theice-cream man(free ice creams by the score)instead ofshouting Butter Pecanone look at mehe shouted Amor.Allover town it went that wayeverybody took off the dayevenphilosophers understoodhow good was the good 'cuz I looked sogood!The poor stopped taking lessthe rich stopped needingmore.Instead of shouting no or yesboth looking at me shoutedAmor.My stay in town was cut shortI was dragged to court.Thejudge said I disturbed the peaceand the jury gave him whatfor!The judge raised his handinstead of Desist andCeaseJudgie came to the standtook my hand andwhispered Amor.Night wasturning into dayI walked alone away,never see that townagain.But as I passed the church-house doorinstead of singingAmenthe choir was singing Amor. Cancao Noturna doPeregrino ( Goethe, traducao Guilherme Preger)ITu, que es celestial,toda dor e mal acalmas,pois, a quem tem duplomal,duplica o alivio atais almas. Ai, lutar nao possomais!O que foi da dor e doprazer feito?Doce paz,vem, ai vem para meupeito!IIPor sobre os apicesHa paz,Em todas as arvoresJa nao maisPercebes vaivem;Nao se ouvem as avesna floresta. Espera so, depressaDescansaras tambem. Wandrers Nachtlied -GoetheIDer du von dem Himmelbist, Alles Leid undSchmerzen stillest,