SEGREDOS LOUVÁVEIS
Autor: Odenir Ferro
Deste amor, o que se faz, é premissa
Força duma reza bravia e quase santa.
Capaz de elevar-se no além duma missa
Plangente num oráculo de luz remansa.
Despetalado em fagulhas de coloridas pétalas
Luzentes. Neste amor, o que se faz de ético,
É uma cumplicidade sacrossanta. Onde estrelas
Depositam pureza, fulgor! Num caminhar cinético
Onde o Eterno, inabalável é; ante as adversidades.
Que o próprio mundo insano, inclementes dores impõe.
Mas a fortaleza, é luta bravia. E cheia de vaidades!
Este amor nunca se acabará; pois que já fora gerado
Na imensidão do infinito. Dentro d'alma que o compõe.
Revelando-me tantos segredos louváveis, no tino fadado.
LOUVABLE SECRETS
Author: Odenir Ferro
From this love, what is done, is premise
Strength of a brave and almost holy prayer.
Able to rise beyond a Mass
Plangent in an oracle of remansa light.
Unveiled in sparks of colorful petals
Lights. In this love, what is done of ethical,
It is sacrosanct complicity. Where stars
Pour purity, glow! In a kinetic walk
Where the Eternal is unshakable; In the face of adversity.
That the insane world itself, inclement pains imposes.
But the fortress is brave fighting. And full of vanities!
This love will never end; Because it had already been generated
In the immensity of the infinite. Within the soul that composes it.
Revealing to me so many praiseworthy secrets, in fate
Author: Odenir Ferro
From this love, what is done, is premise
Strength of a brave and almost holy prayer.
Able to rise beyond a Mass
Plangent in an oracle of remansa light.
Unveiled in sparks of colorful petals
Lights. In this love, what is done of ethical,
It is sacrosanct complicity. Where stars
Pour purity, glow! In a kinetic walk
Where the Eternal is unshakable; In the face of adversity.
That the insane world itself, inclement pains imposes.
But the fortress is brave fighting. And full of vanities!
This love will never end; Because it had already been generated
In the immensity of the infinite. Within the soul that composes it.
Revealing to me so many praiseworthy secrets, in fate