BABEL UTÓPICO

Tomorrow will take us away

Far from home

No one will ever know our names

But the true words will remain…



There won’t be liers in the World we will create,

There won’t be thieves stealing the landscape

From here to there

There won’t be any line

So, you won’t be able to say

"Hi guy, i’m from [insert your contry, please]"

Just because

Nobody will understand your words.

From where?

Don’t you know

I’m from the same place?

The Earth.



Qu’est-ce que vous voulez?

Arrête-vous de brûler la forêt,

Il n’y a aucunne propriété,

Vous ne possédez rien.

Alors, criez

¡Pas de guerre,

Pas de pouvoir,

Pas de dieux!



Nós temos de escrever,

Nós temos de dizer

O que não dizem

O que não escrevem.

O ontem

Já está despassarado da cabeça

O hoje deseja

Um mundo de pessoas imperfeitas

E amanhã…


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