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Sophia de Mello Breyner Andresen

Transparency

Lord free us from the dangerous game of transparency
There are no corals or shells on the sea floor of our soul
Just a smothered dream
And we don’t really know what dreams are
Silent conductors faint songs
Which one day suddenly appear
On the broad flat patio of disasters

Da Transparência

Da Transparência

Senhor libertai-nos do jogo perigoso da transparência
No fundo do mar da nossa alma não há corais nem búzios
Mas sufocado sonho
E não sabemos bem que coisa são os sonhos
Condutores silenciosos canto surdo
Que um dia subitamente emergem
No grande pátio liso dos desastres
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Transparency

Lord free us from the dangerous game of transparency
There are no corals or shells on the sea floor of our soul
Just a smothered dream
And we don’t really know what dreams are
Silent conductors faint songs
Which one day suddenly appear
On the broad flat patio of disasters

Transparency

Lord free us from the dangerous game of transparency
There are no corals or shells on the sea floor of our soul
Just a smothered dream
And we don’t really know what dreams are
Silent conductors faint songs
Which one day suddenly appear
On the broad flat patio of disasters
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