Countless stains on the floors of the cityOf colors now ghastly and ground,Ancient filth fossilized in the concrete,Blood, mucus, piss, semen, dead hound.These hard floors will remember foreverCheap whores with tobacco perfumed;The dark scars of our shames lieunswallowed,All rests of ourselves, uninhumed.And the city still knows who was beaten,The city still knows who was hurt;Urban floors to all passions have givenImmortal portrayals in dirt.Yet, when into the woods steps the traveler,Still sick from the poisonous air,His feet, bleeding, sink right into nature,Soft earth that a thousand lives share.He lies down on the carpet organicOf crumbs of small things freshly dead;Myriad bugs crawl at once all upon him,The wounded sun bathes him in red.Alls alive when the forests in darkness;As man he shall rise nevermore.Insect voices are singing his dirges;Flesh merges with festering floor. Traducao do poema , de PushkinEu Vos AmeiEu vos amei: o amortalvez nao estejaDe todo na minha almaainda extinto;Mas que um desgostoele nao mais vos seja;Que nada vos magoe doque sinto...Eu vos amei semesperanca, quieto,De forma ou timida, ouenciumada;Assim com tal sinceridade e afeto Deus queira que sejaispor outro amada. Before me there bursts of bright scarlet ablazeWhen early I gaze at the heart of the sky;Thus clearly I sensed my love dawning anewWhen first I saw you, in red scarf,standing nigh.From Asgard to doom I shall knowingly go;All gods their fate know, and they stillwill go fight.Well part and Ill die from the lack ofyour touch;Ill miss you as much as a tree misseslight.Were lost in the forest when dusk darklyshines;The birth of the pines in a grove wediscover.My valkyr, come rove oer the meadowsabloom,Bring dawn to the gloom in the soul of yourlover! I am Exile, the Peerless One, the Odd,The Eternally Detached, the Nowhere God;I'll dart down from the skies like MercuryWhenever mortals dare believe they're free.I'll hurl you like Ulysses and his shipInto the giddy cauldron of a trip;I'll cast my nether veil of sable silkTo cloak you from your land and all your ilk.My eyes of void ensnare your pining gaze;Inside, your memories dance in shadow plays:A wife's dear eyes drowned in bereavement fearsBecome the springs of unavengeable tears;Their blue, alas, grows every moment paler...Her love won't come as long as I'm his gaoler;He roves a nomad's mad samsara 'roundAnd hebetudinous toils like a hound.Sole Erebus surrounds you here,No parent, wife or friend.Now turn and yearn and hug the night;Behold as I descend!I'll plant a vision in your skullOf when you were a child...No sweet embrace like those will come,For now you are exiled! Valdecir y Matheus Paulo,cantando o trem das 12, grande evento, levando a mensagem de Deus atraves da musica Miercoles: reuniao empresarial as 15hs e as 19:30hsViernes: reuniao de cura divina, milagres e libertacao 15 e 19:30hsDomingo: encontro de membros, para a familia, as 16hsfale com o pastor Valdecir Paulo cel 094524969valdecirpaulo@hotmail.com Varias criancas recebem merenda, em trabalho social realizado no sabado dia 08/08/09 NAVIDAD FELIZ es un evento realizado pelo Pr. Valdecir Paulo e sua equipe na cidade de Rivera no Uruguay, onde muitas criancas recebem um natal diferenciado, recebendo