<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=492776" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Seven-Sided Poem by C. Drummond translated by Souza</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">When I was born, a crooked angel, <br>the kind who live in shadows, <br>said: Go, Carlos! Be gauche in life.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The houses spy the men<br>chasing after women.<br>Perhaps if the afternoon were blue<br>there wouldn’t be so many desires.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The tram passes by full of legs: <br>white black yellow legs.<br>Why so many legs, God, my heart asks.<br>But my eyes<br>never ask a thing.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The man behind the mustache<br>is serious, simple, and strong.<br>Almost never talks.<br>Has a few, close friends, <br>that man behind the glasses and the mustache.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lord, why did you abandon me<br>if you knew I wasn’t God? <br>if you knew I was weak.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">World world vast globe<br>if my name were Job<br>it would be a rhyme, not a solution.<br>World world vast globe<br>vaster still is my heart.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I ought not tell you, <br>but this moon<br>but this cognac<br>gives us heartache like the devil.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ric+S.+Bastasa">Ric S. Bastasa</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=492776" data-title="Seven-Sided Poem by C. Drummond translated by Souza de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="When I was born, a crooked angel, the kind who live in shadows, said: Go, Carlos! Be gauche in life. The houses spy the men chasing after women. Perhaps if the afternoon were blue there wouldn’t be so many desires. The tram passes by full of..."></div> </div> </div>

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