Текст и перевод песни Tassia Reis - Primavera

Primavera

Chega de dor
A primavera aspira a dança
É, já chegou
Nos ânimos causa alternâncias
Como uma brisa suave
Que toca o galho e balança
Como a vida me vale
Do vale eu trago lembrança

Das brincadeiras de rua de quando se é criança
Do joelho ralado, marcado pela infância
Sem ligar pra horário dando a mínima importância
Sem se preocupar com peso, piquenique, comilança
Domingo de sol, piscina, música mansa
Batata frita, sorvete, parque, até que cansa
Pagodin de mesa, beleza é requebrança
Alegria celebrada em primeira instância

É a liberdade do passáro, era esperança
E cor, o voo experiência, amor
Ninguém explica, nem a ciência, sem obediência
Como se equilibra o beija-flor

E eu vi um beija-flor no nono andar, na janela
E o danado me fez relembrar
O que vivi, porque nasci
É e já que tô aqui quero voar

Eu já voava de tanto que corria, caía
Me machucava, me levantava, soprava e sorria
Fazia na laje um show, um palco do alto da euforia
O mato era quem enlouquecia
Idéia de poder ser o que quiser e podia
Criatividade era que nem platéia
Fui velha, nova, astronauta
Disciplinadamente peralta

Fui toda vida céu, toda vida alta
Me joguei no mar, sem querer fui nauta
Por pauta na onda da incompreensão, revolta
Vivida em posição de condição, bandida
Me solta, quis vida e a mesma quis fluir
Respirei o não e nunca me poluí
Poli a flor lá do lixão pra eu fazer muda
E fui plantar meus versos com efeito de arruda

E eu vi um beija-flor nono andar, na janela
E o danado me fez relembrar
O que vivi, porque nasci
É e já que tô aqui quero voar

E eu vi um beija-flor nono andar, na janela
E o danado me fez relembrar
O que vivi, porque nasci
É e já que tô aqui quero voar

Spring

Enough with the pain
Spring yearns for dance
Yes, it has arrived
It causes alternations in our spirits
Like a gentle breeze
That touches a branch and sways it
How much life is worth to me
From the valley I bring memories

Of childhood street games
Of scraped knees, marked by childhood
Not giving a damn about time
Not worrying about weight, picnics, or feasts
Sunday sun, pool, soft music
French fries, ice cream, park, until you get tired
Table samba, beauty is in the sway
Joy celebrated in the first instance

It is the freedom of a bird, it was hope
And color, the experience of flight, love
No one explains it, not even science, without obedience
How a hummingbird balances itself

And I saw a hummingbird on the ninth floor, on the windowsill
And the cursed thing made me remember
What I lived, why I was born
Yes, and since I'm here I want to fly

I was already flying from running so much, falling
I got hurt, got up, blew and smiled
I put on a show on the roof, a stage from the height of euphoria
It was the bush that was going crazy
The idea of being able to be whatever I wanted
Creativity was like an audience
I was old, I was young, I was an astronaut
Disciplinarily naughty

I was all heaven, all life high
I threw myself into the sea, without wanting to be a sailor
On the agenda, the wave of misunderstanding, revolt
Lived in a position of condition, a bandit
Let go, wanted life and it wanted to flow
I breathed the no and never polluted myself
I polished the flower from the trash for me to make cuttings
And I went to plant my verses with the effect of rue

And I saw a hummingbird on the ninth floor, on the windowsill
And the cursed thing made me remember
What I lived, why I was born
Yes, and since I'm here I want to fly

And I saw a hummingbird on the ninth floor, on the windowsill
And the cursed thing made me remember
What I lived, why I was born
Yes, and since I'm here I want to fly