eu quero beijos intermináveis
até que os olhos mudem de cor

Se tens un coração de ferro, bom proveito. O meu fizeram-no de carne, e sangra todos os dias.

En el corazón de todos los inviernos vive una primavera palpitante, y detrás de cada noche, viene una aurora sonriente.

"What day is it?" asked Pooh.
"It's today," squeaked Piglet.
"My favorite day," said Pooh.

Let me decorate many hearts

And paint a thousands faces with colours of inspiration and silent sounds of valse

Let me be like a child,

Run barefoot through the forest of laughing and crying people,

Giving the flowers of imagination and wonders that God gives free

Shall I fall on bended knees, and wait for some one to bless me with happiness and a life of golden dreams?

No. I shall run into the desert of life with my arms open, sometimes falling, sometimes stumbling.

But always picking myself up, a thousand times if necessary, sometimes happy.

Often life will burn me, often life will caress me tenderly, and many of my days will be haunted

With complications and obstacles, and there will be moments so beautiful

That my soul will weep in ecstasy

I shall be a witness, but never shall I run or turn from my life, from me.

- Tomorrow they're taking us far away from our beautiful country.
- Our beautiful country hasn't got such a very beautiful system of justice [...]. Maybe we'll come to know countries that aren't so beautiful but that have a slightly more human way of treating people [...].

What is more important: 

satisfying one thousand desires or conquering just one?

Nas linhas da minha mão um bom futuro ela leu
estava escrito
As cartas do tarô me garantiram um grande amor
eu acredito

Quem pagará meu enterro e as flores
se eu morrer de amores?

As soon as you trust yourself, 
you will know how to live.

...life is a river, eternal, ongoing and constant, moving through an ever-changing landscape.

Autobiography in Five Chapters

1) I walk down the street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk
I fall in.
I am lost... I am hopeless.
It isn't my fault.
It takes forever to find a way out.


2) I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I pretend I don't see it.
I fall in again.
I can't believe I'm in the same place.
But it isn't my fault.
It still takes a long time to get out.


3) I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk
I see it is there.
I still fall in... it's a habit
My eyes are open
I know where I am
It is my fault.
I get out immediately.


4) I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk
I walk around it.


5) I walk down another street.

... mas eu gostava dele; dia mais dia eu gostava. Diga o senhor, como um feitiço? Era ele estar perto e nada me faltava, era ele estar longe e eu só nele pensava. E eu mesma não entendia. E eu mesma entender, não queria. Acho que era aquela meiguice desigual que ele sabia esconder mais e sempre. E em mim a vontade de chegar lado próximo, quase uma ânsia de sentir o cheiro dele, do corpo, dos braços...

O que está acontecendo? 
Eu estava em paz quando você chegou...

Lili, you know there's still a place for people like us

desassossego

Mas não há sossego - ah, nem o haverá nunca! - no fundo do meu coração[...]. Não há sossego - e, ai de mim!, nem sequer há desejo de o ter...