Poesias...

Este foi o primeiro poema em língua inglesa que decorei...


Alone Tonight


There's nothing here that I can understand
And no one cares I'm a lonely man
I touch your face and I don't know why
I call your name but you're going by
Now I'm alone again.

I have no name for each and every day
Until the year is done and fades away
There's a time in between the two
The old years gone by but it's not the new
And I,
I know that'll be all
Alone again, alone again tonight oh I'm
Alone again, alone again tonight oh I'm
Alone again, it seems to me that every time I try to change
Say that you're say that you'll
Help me reach the other side

When the morning comes the sun is out
And warms me up again
What a funny world it is for me
And all I'll never be

It's not enough, it's not enough
This feeling I'm feeling inside
Oh I know it I know tonight that I'll be

On my own again, alone again tonight
Oh I'm alone again, alone again tonight
Oh I'm alone again, it seems to me that everytime I try to change
Say that you'll, say that you'll
Help me reach the other side
Help me please cos I know I'm gonna be
On my own again alone again tonight...

Anthony Banks

... e este o primeiro que me lembro de decorar


BARCA BELA

Pescador da barca bela,

Onde vás pescar com ela

Que é tão bela,

Ó pescador?


Não vês que a última estrela

No céu nublado se vela?

Colhe a vela,

Ó pescador!


Deita o lanço com cautela,

Que a sereia canta bela...

Mas cautela,

Ó pescador!


Não se enrede a rede nela,

Que perdido é remo e vela

Só de vê-la,

Ó pescador.


Pescador da barca bela,

Inda é tempo, foge de ela,

Foge de ela,

Ó pescador!


Almeida Garrett