POEM FOR RONALDO

Ronaldo

There is only one ball

It is the soul of a boy and the heart of 180 million

Are Brazilians,

Men's northeast

Men of the South

They are men of South East

The Midwest and overseas ...

In the field of hope

And joy.

On the lawn of the fight

And the faith.

The ball is already more than a ball

It is the heart of a people

And the soul of a boy

Here, here and away ....

Ronaldo Nazario kicks

That crosses to the Phenomenon and the anguish becomes

In goal!

 And his goal is a new poem!

But what is the goal?

Where did he come from? Where is the goal?

The goal is the incredible sound of the picture, he is the picture

He is the final scene of the theater

He is nicknamed the word and language does not spell out.

He is the pulse of the people,

He is a man of courage

He is the fantasy of Shout!

He is the soul of a poem made new toy that is manifested in the air!

Michael Jackson

Mythical muse

Mystic muse

From sunset to dawn

And everything you see

The ballet

The sound

the mirage of life

Michael is the artist of a thousand sounds and more

Following trails, danger and fear

From black and white

West Coast

In the chilly afternoon, June 25

Away from the hot beat

Michael is gone ...

To Sergio Vieira de Mello

I go in search of solidarity

To help Sergio Vieira de Mello

I'm looking for love

To comfort Vieira de Mello

I'm looking for a dream

To accommodate Vieira de Mello

I'm looking for a country

To receive Vieira de Mello

I will stop all arms

To animate the gestures of Vieira de Mello

I'll invite the bombers

To sit at the table and meet Vieira de Mello

For sure, they would change their plans

And they were men of peace

I'll write a song

To Sergio Vieira de Mello

And I go in search of these days gone by

For I must know better Vieira de Mello

And I need to learn from this man

And I want to defend what he stood

And I have to force myself patiently to understand that every people dreams of peace

And every people dreams of love

And all the people dreaming of solidarity

And people dream of the possibility to live without fear

My God! I gotta go back in search of friendship

For me to learn from Vieira de Mello

And I want to dream about how our children still dream ...

Christmas Poem

Because it's better this way:

That love is complete

That goodness is infinite

That the meetings are more beautiful

And when hearts unite ...

It is always better that way:

There is more solidarity

There is more tenderness

Vibrating guitars

And that mothers can only weep with joy ...

Everything is better this way:

With films that speak of love

With voices that transcend languages

With books that transform lives

And hugs insurmountable ...

The best day is like this:

When Christmas is all year round

And the mystery of dawn is the joy of what's coming

And when a man relies on knowing the prophecy that peace will happen.

REQUIEM FOR JAPAN

I wanted to fly over the island with rain of hope

I wanted to embrace these yellow-skinned men

I wanted to comfort the people with love and melodies

I wanted to create all the technology to prevent disasters

I wanted immediate reconstruction of life

I wanted one thousand silences to remember the victims

And he wanted to unite the world in an embrace

And would the extinction of earthquakes

I wanted life, enjoyed peace and security

I wanted to look at children

I wanted to look for old

I wanted a look of sweetness and a hug from brother

I hope every man and woman in Japan!