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Belo, belo, belo Tenho tudo quanto quero Tenho o fogo de constelações Extinta há milênios. E o risco brevíssimo Que foi? Passou! De tantas estrelas cadentes A aurora apaga-se, e eu guardo As mais puras lágrimas da aurora. O dia vem, e dia a dentro Continuo a possuir O segredo grande da morte. Belo, belo, belo Tenho tudo quanto quero Não quero o êxtase nem os tormentos Não quero o que a Terra só dá com trabalho, As dádivas dos anjos são inaproveitáveis Os anjos não compreendem os homens. Não quero amar, Não quero ser amado (a) Não quero combater Não quero ser soldado Quero a delícia de poder sentir As coisas mais simples...
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Text Authorship:
- by Manuel Bandeira (1886 - 1968) [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by José Antônio Resende de Almeida Prado (b. 1943), "Belo, Belo", 1998, from Quatro Poemas de Manuel Bandeira, no. 3 [sung text checked 1 time]
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- ENG English (Mirna Rubim) , "Nice, Nice", copyright ©, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Researcher for this page: Mirna Rubim
This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 25
Word count: 114
Nice, nice, nice I have everything I want I have the fire of constellations Extinct millennia ago. And the over-short trace What's that? It is over! For so many cadent stars Dawn dims, and I retain The most pure tears of the dawn. The day comes, and day on I keep possessing The great secret of death. Nice, nice, nice I have everything I want I don't want ecstasy nor torments I don't want something which Earth gives only by working, Gifts from angels are useless Angels cannot understand men. I don't want to love, I don't want to be loved I don't want to fight I don't want to be a soldier I want the pleasure of being able to feel The most simple things...
Text Authorship:
- Translation from Portuguese (Português) to English copyright © by Mirna Rubim, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. To reprint and distribute this author's work for concert programs, CD booklets, etc., you may ask the copyright-holder(s) directly or ask us; we are authorized to grant permission on their behalf.
Based on:
- a text in Portuguese (Português) by Manuel Bandeira (1886 - 1968)
This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 25
Word count: 126