TRAGO TRAÇOS / TRAIGO R

Sinais da Vida                                                                                                                                                               Señales de vida

Trago traços,                                                                                                                                                                    Traigo rasgos,
De um bebê peralta,                                                                                                                                            De un bebé travieso
De um berço que salta,                                                                                                                              Una horquilla que rebota
Para seu corpo                                                                                                                                                       Para, en un abrazo,
Em um abraço se entregar                                                                                                                                   Su cuerpo entregar

Trago traços,                                                                                                                                                                   Traigo rasgos,
De criança serelepe,                                                                                                                                              De niña juguetona,
Que pula e que desce,                                                                                                                                       Que salta y que baja
Rolando escada além                                                                                                                                Rodando escaleras baja
Para o mundo encontrar                                                                                                                            Para el mundo encontrar.

Trago traços                                                                                                                                                                    Traigo rasgos
De uma meninice                                                                                                                                                        De una infancia
Que tem as marcas de uma peraltice                                                                                         Con la marca de las aventuras,
Deixando o rastro de rebeldia                                                                                                                 Con sus rasgos rebeldes
Que hoje já não pode calar                                                                                                            Que hoy no guardan el silencio

Trago traços ancestrais                                                                                                                          Traigo rasgos ancestrales
De uma gente sofrida                                                                                                                                   De un pueblo que sufre
Que acalanta no sonho                                                                                                                                 Que busca en el sueño
Sua arte a publicar para,                                                                                                                                    Su arte para mostrar
Um dia, viver sua consagração                                                                                                           Y un día, poderse consagrar

Trago traços                                                                                                                                                                     Traigo rasgos
De meus pais                                                                                                                                                                 De mis padres
Que em sua simplicidade,                                                                                                      Que en la simplicidad de sus actos
Deram-me a chave de minha sensibilidade,                                                                     Me dieron la llave de la sensibilidad
Pelas dores, a que a vida nos impôs viver                                                                 Por el dolor, que la vida nos impone vivir

Trago traços                                                                                                                                                                    Traigo rasgos
Revolucionários talvez,                                                                                                                                  Tal vez revolucionarios
Por não me conformar,                                                                                                                                     Porque no me ajusto
Com uma sociedade que, nas diferenças,                                                             Con una sociedad que, en las diferencias
De seus filhos na arte, fazem abortar                                                                                A sus hijos en el arte, hacen abortar

Trago traços de meus filhos,                                                                                                                   Traigo rasgos de mi hijos
Que me ensinam todos os dias,                                                                                                     Quienes me enseña día a día
O dom das palavras não ditas,                                                                                                  El don de las palabras no dichas
Mas sentidas no coração                                                                                                                     Pero sentidas en el corazón
Que o mundo quer conquistar..                                                                                                  Que quiere el mundo conquistar.

Trago traços                                                                                                                                                                    Traigo rasgos
De meus netos.                                                                                                                                                              De mis nietos
Que carregam minha genética                                                                                                                      Que llevan mis genes
E repetem em seus gestos                                                                                                                         Y repiten en sus gestos
Tantas peraltices que eu já fiz                                                                                             Tantas aventuras que yo misma hice

Trago traços                                                                                                                                                                     Traigo rasgos,
De uma adolescência rebelde                                                                                                         De una adolescencia rebelde
Que busca no corpo                                                                                                                                     Que en el cuerpo busca
A conexão perdida do aconchego de pai                                                                           El perdido afecto de la casa paterna
E faz do gozo seu grito de paz                                                                                                       Y hace del gozo un grito de paz

Trago Traços                                                                                                                                                                  Traigo Rasgos
Das dores conectadas                                                                                                                                De los dolores sentidos
Nos hospitais, com entes queridos                                                                           En los hospitales con los seres queridos
Que acompanho e consolo                                                                                                               los acompaño y los consuelo
Nos momentos de grandes fragilidades                                                                                            En sus fragiles momentos

Trago traços                                                                                                                                                                      Traigo rasgos
Da Inteligência que se descobre                                                                                          De una inteligencia que se muestra
Num planeta tão vasto                                                                                                                                   En un mundo tan vasto
Com tantas histórias,                                                                                                                                          Con tantas historias
Para contar..                                                                                                                                                                          Para contar.

Trago traços                                                                                                                                                                     Traigo rasgos
De uma existência vivida                                                                                                                         De una carga de vivencias
Com dramas e risos,                                                                                                                                    Con dramas y con risas
Para minha marca                                                                                                                                                         Para mi marca
No mundo deixar                                                                                                                                                     En el mundo dejar

Trago traços                                                                                                                                                                     Traigo rasgos
De uma arte que não quer cala,                                                                                          De un arte que no quiere silenciarse
Na voz de um povo,                                                                                                                                          En la voz de un pueblo
Que na esperança de um canto,                                                                                               Que en la esperanza de un canto
Faz-me encontrar                                                                                                                                                    Me hace encontrar

Trago traços                                                                                                                                                                     Traigo rasgos
De mestres antigos,                                                                                                                                        De los viejos Maestros
Que no mundo pensavam                                                                                                       Que en el mundo del pensamiento
E no conhecimento revelavam                                                                                                              Y el conocimiento revelado
Sua conexão, para o mundo mudar..                                                                Hacen su accionar para que el mundo cambie

Tragos traços                                                                                                                                                                 Traigo Rasgos
Que hoje já não os quero mais vivos,                                                                                                    Que ahora no quiero vivir
E abandono meu conhecimento,                                                                                                      Y abandono mi conocimiento
Para um mundo novo encontrar                                                                                                  Para un nuevo mundo encontrar

Trago traços                                                                                                                                                                      Traigo rasgos
De uma nova vida em porvir                                                                                                                      De una futura nueva vida,
E da dor e do pranto                                                                                                                                         Y del dolor y la tristeza
Fiz meu canto                                                                                                                                                                    Hice mi canto
E agora vivo um mundo de paz                                                                                                        Y ahora vivo un mundo de paz

Trago traços,                                                                                                                                                                    Traigo rasgos
De um enxergar ao longe                                                                                                                        En un mirar en lontananza
De um novo amanhã                                                                                                                                              Un nuevo mañana
E dele arrancar quanta formosura                                                                                             Y de su inicio sacar tanta belleza
Que a essência de uma história                                                                                                    Que la esencia de esa historia

Pode fazer amor                                                                                                                             Hoy, de Amor me, permita hablar