Текст и перевод песни Vanessa da Mata - Absurdo

Absurdo

Havia tanto pra lhe contar
A natureza
Mudava a forma o estado e o lugar
Era absurdo

Havia tanto pra lhe mostrar
Era tão belo
Mas olhe agora o estrago em que está

Tapetes fartos de folhas e flores
O chão do mundo se varre aqui
Essa idéia do natural ser sujo
Do inorgânico não se faz

Destruição é reflexo do humano
Se a ambição desumana o Ser
Essa imagem de infértil deserto
Nunca pensei que chegasse aqui

Auto-destrutivos
Falsas vitimas nocivas?

Havia tanto pra aproveitar
Sem poderio
Tantas histórias, tantos sabores
Capins dourados

Havia tanto pra respirar
Era tão fino
Naqueles rios a gente banhava

Desmatam tudo e reclamam do tempo
Que ironia conflitante ser
Desequilíbrio que alimenta as pragas
Alterado grão, alterado pão

Sujamos rios, dependemos das águas
Tanto faz os meios violentos
Luxúria é ética do perverso vivo
Morto por dinheiro

Cores, tantas cores
Tais belezas
Foram-se
Versos e estrelas
Tantas fadas que eu não vi

Falsos bens, progresso?
Com a mãe, ingratidão
Deram o galinheiro
Pra raposa vigiar

Absurd

I had so much to tell you
Nature
Changed its shape, state, and place
It was absurd

I had so much to show you
It was so beautiful
But look now at the damage that's been done

Carpets full of leaves and flowers
The ground of the world is swept away here
This idea that the natural is dirty
The inorganic does not clean

Destruction is a reflection of man
If inhuman ambition the Being
This image of an infertile desert
I never thought it would come to this

Self-destructive
False victims harmful?

There was so much to enjoy
Without power
So many stories, so many flavors
Golden grasses

There was so much to breathe
It was so fine
In those rivers we would bathe

They deforest everything and complain about the weather
What an ironic conflicting being
Imbalance that feeds the pests
Altered grain, altered bread

We dirty rivers, we depend on water
Means are violent
Lust is the ethics of the wicked alive
Dead for money

Colors, so many colors
Such beauty
Gone
Verses and stars
So many fairies that I did not see

False goods, progress?
With the mother, ingratitude
They gave the henhouse
To the fox to watch