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Ressaca.2 - Tudo que já nadei

Vida interrompida
De maneira brutal e imbecil

O que foi mesmo que ela disse naquele dia
Antes de eu ter dado um tapa na cara dela?
Não lembro
Mas revidou, claro

O dia em que ela ganhou a prancha de surfe
Foi tão hipnótico, foi um marco
Marina ganhou uma prancha
São flashes

Teve a tarde em que ela bradou pra família
Que iria, sim, pilotar o barco
Só deixavam os primos homens
Ela não queria saber

E eu e Clarisse, sua irmã mais nova
Íamos de vassalas da rainha Marina
E a gente ria tanto, porque tudo era tão sério
Que a gente só conseguia rir

Já era feminismo das jovens da década de 1990
Mas não sabíamos nomes
E estávamos cortando mato alto do terreno baldio
Da tradicional família tijucana

Mas era tudo hilário
E fazíamos xixi com a bunda pra fora do barco
Morrendo de rir
E ela, capitã, linda, estranha, linda
Segura do que fazia

Me viu fazendo teatro
Teatrinho, do colégio
Afirmou, como prima mais velha
Que aquilo seria a minha vida

Repetiu de ano, mas era a mais inteligente
Gargalhávamos com os mesmos dentes
Meu dentista era o dela
A gente respondia quando comentavam
Que éramos parecidas

A Guerra no Golfo
Janeiro de 1991

Marina vai para as ruas de paralelepípedos
De São Pedro da Aldeia
E começa a pular com fúria e bradar
Guerra! Guerra!
Quebrou o pé

Queria viver alguma mudança na vida
No século
Uma transformação
Louca, já bruxa e nem sabia

Me encantava a paixão pela independência
Pela busca das experiências
Pelo ineditismo
Pela coragem

A última vez que nos vimos
Estávamos no quarto de outra prima
Eu, ela e um menino de um ano
Brincávamos com ele, fazíamos cosquinha
Observávamos o princípio da vida

Perguntei seus planos para o aniversário
Uns dias depois
Me contou o que estava pensando
Triste pensar que já esqueci
Quais eram as ideias para aquela volta ao sol

Ela era bonita
Nariz pra baixo, na época não gostávamos
Hoje em dia, acho que as mulheres mais lindas
São as mais narigudas

Não estou me defendendo
E, sim, a minha prima
Morreu completando outra idade
Envelheci um século

Escrevi uma carta e acharam bom enterrá-la
Com o meu envelope ali dentro
Não consigo falar muito sobre essa carta
Isso define minha vida de maneira esquisita

Não sei quantos pesadelos
Mas lembro do sonho derradeiro
Uma década depois
Me avisando numa outra dimensão
Que agora estava livre

Houve revolta assim que morreu
As psicografias nos avisaram
Nem precisavam
Era ela, a revolta em pessoa

Hangover.2 - All I've Ever Swum

Life interrupted
In a brutal and imbecile way

What was it she said that day
Before I slapped her face?
I don't remember
But she fought back, of course

The day she got the surfboard
It was so hypnotic, it was a milestone
Marina got a surfboard
They are flashes

There was the afternoon she shouted to the family
That she would, yes, pilot the boat
They only let the male cousins
She didn't want to know

And me and Clarisse, her younger sister
We would go as vassals of Queen Marina
And we laughed so much, because everything was so serious
That we could only laugh

It was already feminism of the young women of the 1990s
But we didn't know names
And we were cutting tall grass from the vacant lot
Of the traditional Tijucan family

But it was all hilarious
And we peed with our asses out of the boat
Dying of laughter
And she, captain, beautiful, strange, beautiful
Sure of what she was doing

She saw me doing theater
Little theater, from school
She stated, as an older cousin
That this would be my life

She repeated a year, but she was the smartest
We laughed with the same teeth
My dentist was hers
We answered when they commented
That we looked alike

The Gulf War
January 1991

Marina goes to the cobblestone streets
Of São Pedro da Aldeia
And starts jumping with fury and shouting
War! War!
She broke her foot

She wanted to live some change in life
In the century
A transformation
Crazy, already a witch and didn't even know it

I was enchanted by the passion for independence
By the search for experiences
For the unprecedented
For the courage

The last time we saw each other
We were in another cousin's room
Me, her and a one-year-old boy
We played with him, we tickled him
We observed the beginning of life

I asked her plans for her birthday
A few days later
She told me what she was thinking
Sad to think that I have already forgotten
What were the ideas for that return to the sun

She was beautiful
Nose down, at the time we didn't like it
Nowadays, I think the most beautiful women
Are the most nosey

I'm not defending myself
And, yes, my cousin
Died turning another age
I aged a century

I wrote a letter and they thought it was good to bury it
With my envelope inside
I can't talk much about this letter
It defines my life in a weird way

I don't know how many nightmares
But I remember the final dream
A decade later
Letting me know in another dimension
That she was now free

There was revolt as soon as she died
The psychographies warned us
They didn't even need to
It was her, revolt in person